the one where sh*t happens

Chapter Ten

*narrator pov*
The next morning, y/n woke up safe at home. You didn't know how you got there, you were just glad that you were there.
Peter came into your room and noticed you were awake. He ran over to give you a hug. "I'm so glad you're ok! What happened last night?"
You started to cry as you recalled the events of the evening.
"...a-and I got to that alleyway, and I c-couldn't run anymore. I couldn't. I tried. I'm sorry" you sobbed.
"Hey. It's ok, it's not your fault" Peter comforted you.
He went to the kitchen to make you some waffles, and brought them back to you in bed.
He got under the covers with you, and you shared the breakfast with him.
"Where's May?" you asked when you had finished.
"She's at work. But she knows I brought you home last night" Peter replied. He looked again at the bruises on your neck "are you sure you're ok?"
"I-I'm fine" you tried to convince him, and yourself.
A while later, there was a knock at the door.
"Stay here, I'll get it" Peter said as he got up to answer it.
He opened it to see the Winter Soldier.
"Is y/n here?" He asked and tried to walk into the apartment.
Peter stepped in the way "yes, but she doesn't want to see you."
"Yeah well I need to see her."
"You hurt her! Stay away from her!" Peter yelled and attempted to push Bucky out the door. He did not succeed.
"Y/n?" Bucky called out. He noticed you through your sightly open bedroom door.
He went to walk through it, when Peter shot a web at his hand and stuck it against a wall. "Stay away from her!"
Bucky ripped his hand off the wall and continued walking. He entered your bedroom, and Peter followed close behind him.
"Bucky what are you doing here?" you stared at him and sat back in your bed.
"Doll, I am so so sorry. I didn't mean to."
"I know" you held back your tears.
"Please forgive me" he begged.
"You nearly killed me, Buck" your voice wobbled.
"I know. I said I'm sorry! What else can I do?"
"You can leave."
"You don't mean that."
"I do. Please go."
"So what? It's over? You don't love me anymore?!"
"Of course I love you! Honestly, I never want to leave you! But that love is dangerous Bucky! I can't live like that" you screamed at him and started sobbing again.
"Ok you need to go now" Peter yelled as he ran over to hold you.
"I can get better. Please doll!"
"Get out!" Peter and you shouted.
He was holding a bag, and he put it down on your floor, then he started to walk out.
He paused at your doorway and turned back. "I love you doll." He was trying not to cry too.
"Get out!" You screamed again. "GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!"
You screamed until you heard the front door shut.
"GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!" you continued even after he had gone.
"Y/n, it's ok. It's ok he's gone" Peter hugged you tightly, and you crawled onto his lap.
"Get out. Get out. Get out. Get out" you cried repeatedly into his shirt.
You cried until your face was burning and your throat was sore.
When you had resorted to just sniffling, Peter left you to make some hot chocolates with marshmallows.
As you were sipping your drink, you heard the front door open. You froze, until you saw it was just Aunt May.
"We're in here" Peter called out to her.
She came in and saw your eyes red, and she came and hugged you.
You put your drink down and hugged her back.
"Y/n what happened honey?"
When you didn't reply, Peter spoke for you. "She, uh got into a fight with her boyfriend."
May noticed the bruises around your neck. "Oh my god! Who is this guy? We should call the police!"
"No, May. It was an accident. I'm fine" you persuaded. "And I'm never going to see him again" you promised her.
Aunt May eventually left to make dinner, and Peter helped her. You were alone in your room again.
You looked at the bag that Bucky had dropped and went to pick it up. You crawled back to your bed and searched it's contents.
There were five things.
There was a box of your favourite chocolates, which you set aside for later.
You found one of Bucky's hoodies, your favourite one. You put it on.
There was a metal, ornamental flower, a (your favourite flower), your favourite.
At the bottom of the bag, there was a small velvet box, and a card.
You opened the card, and it read "happy anniversary doll, I love you."
You put the card aside and opened the small box.
Inside, there was a golden heart charm locket. You opened it and saw a picture you had taken with Bucky on your first date. You were sticking your tongue out at the camera, as his arms were around you and he was kissing the top of your head.
Peter popped his head around your door to call you for dinner, but he stopped when he noticed you crying, surrounded by all the gifts.
"I love him Pete. I love him!" You cried as you stared at the locket in your hand.
"I know" he said as he came to sit next to you. He took the locket out of your hands and fastened it around your neck.
"Thank you" you smiled at him.
"Come on. Dinner's ready." Peter took your hand and walked with you to the other room.
You sat down and started to eat in silence.
"Hey May, I almost forgot. Can you sign the permission slips for the school trip next week?" Peter asked, then he looked at you. "You want to go right?"
You nodded. It would be a nice distraction, you thought.
When dinner was finished, you returned to your room and checked your phone. No new messages.
Why would there be?
You opened Netflix, along with the box of chocolates that Bucky had brought you.
You ran your finger along the chain of your locket as you watched, until you fell asleep.