When we return back to earth....back to the compound. Pepper meet us at the door with a smile on her face. When she saw our faces, she looked down in grief and respect for our friends and family.
I was no longer crying, I felt only anger.
Angry at myself....
Angry at Thanos....
Angry at Bucky.... He was supposed to stay safe...
I was more angry at myself for not doing more. Ive should have taken him down when I had the chance, I could have done better.
Maybe then they would still be here....
I was brought out of my thoughts when Steve put his hand on my shoulder to get my attention.
"Y/n?...I...We.." Steve couldn't talk. Everything he wanted to say to her won't fix the pain. He look in her eyes and he couldn't find the fun and joyful Y/n that he called sister. He saw a pained, grieving, angry at the world wife. He didn't recognize her.
"I just need time alone..." I started to walk towards the exit door before I stoped when I heard Nats voice.
"Where you going?"
"Home.... Somewhere..." I angrily whispered. Without turning around I spoke to them both.
"Don't try to find me....when Im ready I come looking for you two."
"Y/n... we have to stay together... we are thats left." Steve trys to walk towards me before Nat stoped him. He looked at her confused but Nat just shook her head.
"I can't... You two stay together, take care of one another will you?" I turned my head just enough to see Nat and Steve nod there head slowly.
With that I walked out of the Avengers Compound for the last time. I took one of the cars there, if Tony gets mad then he can come pick it up, I don't care anymore. I drove into the city, where people were panicking. Their was accidents everywhere, people were confused, angry, and scared. I took a deep breath in to calm myself, a few tears escaped as I tried to hold it in. I couldn't drive any further with all the accidents, so I turned off the car and got out. I started walking, passing crying wife's and mother's, children where confused and lost, husbands and fathers didn't know what to do.
I didn't stop.... I didn't help.... How could I when I couldn't even prevent it?
Soon enough my feet automatically walked me towards my old little shop. I used a little magic to open the door. When I did the old musty sent of old books and antiques hit my nose. I flipped on the light switch before locking the door behind me. I walked around the little shop and ran my fingers across the tables. Very little dust accumulated, Peter must have been coming weekends to open shop and dust...like I asked.
Oh God Peter....
My body shook as I tried not to cry. I sniffed and took a deep breath. I turned around to see the same plate that Pietro knocked over when I first meet him. After that day I had glued the pieces back together, just for emotional value. I went to pick it back up and I didn't realize but my hands where shaking and tears fell one after the other on to the plate.
I screamed as I threw the plate on the floor, shattering it.
Wanda....
Her sobs filled my ears as I remember her pain from having to kill her only love.
I throw a vase at the wall.
Sam....
His teasing jokes, our playful arguments.
A plate this time.
Peter....
His carefree smile and laughter fills my head. He was only a kid..
I flipped a table over.
T'Challa and Shuri....
They both helped my family when we needed them. Their laughter from the morning I told them about my engagement fills my ears.
I push over a book case with a yell.
Bucky....
My Friend....
My Husband....
He haunts my vision as I can see him smile at me with that boyish grin that I love.
I break more antiques. Radios, recorders, a Walkman.
I love you Doll.
Crack!
Miss Barns...has A nice ring to it huh?
Glass shaders!
I don't like you. But I've loved you since I first laid eyes on you, when you stood in my apartment with love and understanding.
Wood splinters
Ill love you and any future little ones..
Crack!!
You'll stay safe for me okay?
A Sob then a thump...
Always...
A painful mourning cry echoes through the shop.
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Ghost Whisper- Bucky Barns X Reader
FanfictionMy name is Y/n L/n. I just moved to New York, just opened up an antique shop. I might be just like you. Except from the time that I was a little girl, I knew that I could talk to the dead. Earthbound spirits, my grandmother called them, the ones wh...
