My Little Dove

Chapter 13

Doves POV:

I had done my best to avoid Bucky ever since these unwanted feelings developed. Yelena and Monica thought I should have just gone for it.

M: "Girl, what could you lose?"

"My pride and gain a whole lot of awkwardness"

Y: "Dovey Dove! I am not one for romance but stop acting like a loof! Make a movey move"

"And I would say he cares about me. Look at my freaking room" I pick up the phone, flip the camera and show the room to them.

M: "He's got it bad"

"Fine! I'll go. Put yourself on put mute until I'm done"

I walk to James' room and knock.

He swings open the door. His hair was a mess and a hickey was on his neck. A man In nothing but boxers was on the bed, out of breath.

"Oh. I didn't know you were busy..."

"We just finished it fine" He smiled

"Nevermind" I mumble, turning away

He grabs my wrist and pulls me back. "Dove"

"I have to do my homework and prepare for tomorrow"

I walk away and they both unmute.

M: "Literally, what the hell!?"

Y: He's sleeping with someone!? While pursuing you!?

"Yes," I mumble. "This exactly why I don't do shit like this"

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Bucky's POV:

"Hey, Angel"

She looks at her phone and lifted her brows, severely unamused

"Are you mad at me?"

"I didn't say that"

"You're acting like it"

She shrugs and I sit on her bed. "Why won't you answer me?"

"You know who could answer you? That guy in your room" She smiled. I sigh and grab her hands. "I remember you moaning so loud with one of them, I couldn't sleep until you were done."

I could tell she was hurt.

"OH, and what was her name? That lady at the store" She says, snapping her fingers.

"Vanessa? That's right!"

"And that girl Rachel. Aw, she hated my guts" She giggled.

"Dove, stop" I plead.

"You remember Stan? I do. I remember him moaning your name so loud! I can still him." She says, shaking her head.

"Dove, please,"

"That pretty woman Kara. She was a sweet girl. You must've liked her too because I heard you yelling her na-" I cut her off.

"DOVE I SAID TO FUCKING STOP!" I yell, grabbing her arm.

"Why should I?" She laughed. "You brought person after person here. Why should I have to stop?" She scoffed.

"It didn't mean anything" I mumbled.

"It sounded like it did." She laughed, tears running down her face. "I'm not gonna be one of your quick fixes. So you can toss me to the side once you're done having your way with me." She mutters.

"I would never," I say, grabbing her hand. "Those people meant nothing to me. A moment of passion. Lust. That's all. I promise. " I begged her to listen.