Gallium // Bucky Barnes // 18+

48. Shock.

When all is done,
there is nothing to say
You have gone and so effortlessly
You have won,
you can go ahead tell them
Tell them all I know now
Shout it from the roof tops
Write it on the sky line
All we had is gone now
Tell them I was happy
And my heart is broken
All my scars are open
Tell them what I hoped would be impossible.

~Impossible.
(By: James Arthur.)

Krystal's pov:

My brain was fuzzy. I heard fading voices along with a flat line. I fluttered my eyes open and felt an arm around my waist, as if someone was holding me.

"Krystal?" A deep voice, close to my face, came like a whisper.

I turned my head to look at Billy, holding me while sitting beside me on a sofa in the hall of the university. I flustered and shifted away, quickly, surprising Billy as well.

"Wha– what happened?" I said in a hoarse voice. My throat is dry and scratchy as I look around at people, murmuring amongst themselves.

"Are you okay?" He asked in a concerned voice. Picking up a glass of water from the table in front of us, "here." He said, giving me the glass.

My breathing was growing heavy as I remembered what I saw just before I passed out. It wouldn't have been that long as Bucky was still on the stage.

My eyes filled up again, thinking about the way Bucky kissed Connie in front of everyone.

I took the glass from Billy's hand and, "thank you." Muttered to him.

"You okay?" He asked while I took a sip of water, even thought it was feeling like I was drinking sand.

Dropping my head, "I–" I got cut off as the tears started falling down. Keeping the glass on the table, "I need some air." I hurriedly stood up and walked over to the nearest exit I could find.

Breathing heavily, I entered another massive hall. They changed every hall for this stupid gala. My breath stuck in my throat and I felt like I couldn't stop my eyes from overflowing. I sat down on the nearest seat and buried my crying face into my palms.

What just happened? Bucky kissed Connie, right after he had sex with me. I don't know what to think. My sniffles are getting louder while I'm feeling like I'll drown. Nothing around me feels real. My body is numb. My feet, my palms are feeling cold. I'm running out of breath. Fuck, I'm dying.

"Krystal." Billy's voice, disrupts my chain of thoughts.

I give him a look but I can't speak. My chest is tightening. The air is getting thicker and thicker. I don't know what to do. I drop my head while Billy rushes up to me.

"Hey–" he sits beside my shivering body. "Look at me, Krystal. Hey–" he holds my arm, softly but I can't move any muscle in my body for some reason. "Krystal–" I feel Billy's palm over my cheek and he turns my head to face him, gently.

My brain is constantly replaying the moment I saw Bucky's lips over Connie's and I can't control my breathing. No, no, no, no, no, this can't be happening, again. 

"Hey, Krystal–" Billy softly patted my cheek and I met his eyes. "Tell me 3 white things in this room." He said and I couldn't fathom him. "C'mon, 3 white things." He said, nodding his head with raised brows.

"Uh–" I part my lips and turn my head to look around while breathing rapidly. "Uhm– the chairs." I whisper through my trembling lips, my voice coming out full of gravel.