Never Ending | Marvel Black!OC | [in rewriting]

CHAPTER SEVEN • Attention.

Bucky's point of view.

Janet's mom keeps talking to me about everything and nothing but all I can hear is Janet sobs, again and again, and because of no one else but her.

"That watch, it's gold and details are hand-carved. It was one of his... passions, the time and peace he put into that were admirable."

I don't even have the time to let a fake smile get on my face that she places the shiny watch in my hands. I raise my eyes at her confused, I don't know where she's going exactly.

"- I--

- Keep it, James."

She's looking at me with some kind of eyes that I know shouldn't be directed to me, it's not my place. It's supposed to be Janet's place. All of what is happening right now is wrong, this watch is not destined for me.

"- Ms. West, I can't keep this--

- Please, do. If he was still there today I know he would have wanted this to end in... a person like you. So please, keep it."

I don't even know what to say, all of this is going in a whole other direction, one I wouldn't have thought would happen for even a minute. Two options are presented to me now: either I say no as it should, and she keeps going in her "mother-son" fantasy, either I go in her way to wrap this up and I can finally leave this place, Janet too. I think the decision is obvious.

"- Thanks, Ms. West.

- I'll let you go James, go have some sleep son.

- Have a good night."

She keeps smiling at me the same way, at some point it even gets scary. She really needs some help, I think. I quickly leave the room to go back to Janet, the watch is in my hands. It means absolutely nothing to me, I don't deserve it simply because... it's not my place? Janet never knew her father, but she still has more links to him than I do, that's just insane. If she knows that she gave me this... I know her, she won't say it out loud but her face will just speak for itself.

"What did she want, this time?"

She's looking at me with the tears finally gone from her face, weakly smiling at me. It's a weak smile, very weak but any smile from her is still better than any tears, even if it's only one. That's all I want to see, a smile on her face and I know this watch story won't make it stay so shoving in it my pocket is the best solution for now.

"- Nothing really important, just telling me stories about your dad, again.

- Again? You'll finish by knowing him more than me."

Janet lightly laughs while taking her jacket. It's kind of a desperate laugh, the one to hide the truth, the pain. She never said anything about her father mainly because she doesn't have much to say, but I see how she looks at the relation I have with my dad. It's not much, but it's something she wishes she had, maybe to fill the void, this growing void because of her mother, again.

"- Good to go?

- Sure."

We're finally leaving this house which brings only pain and misery. Maybe I should stop trying this little reconciliation thing, I just want to give a change to this whole story. But I can't, I feel powerless on this. Maybe the best thing is to just leave it. Maybe if I didn't intervene at all, all of this wouldn't have happened. Maybe I'm taking the blame I shouldn't, but even if this blame is not on me, I feel like every time Janet is not happy and at peace that's on me. I have to make her joyful. We left for 5 long minutes already but Jan's face is still tensed. She's an overthinker and right now she must be rewinding what happened earlier, trying to understand I think. But all of this is just going to get her down, again and again, changing her mind from all of this is the best solution right now.