How Does A Moment Last Forever (Beauty and the Beast // Mob AU!)

6:BLEEDING OUT

 Once the party ended Bucky led you to a room you'd never been in that had a large balcony and the two of you sat on a bench on the gorgeous balcony. "Y/n." Bucky took your hands into his. "I-I can't keep you here any longer, I can't force you to stay, are you happy here, with me?"

"Yes, but even if I got to see my family, tonight, I'm always gonna miss them." You told him honestly.

Bucky nodded. "I'm gonna let you go home tonight. I'm gonna have one of my drivers take you to Staten Island back home, you can be free, i'm ending the deal, and I'll see to it that your family never has harm come to them nor you."

You hugged him. "Thank you so much." Bucky squeezed you into him.

Steve was the one instructed to be the one to take you home you pulled up to the building that you grew up in and headed up in the elevator as you did, as the doors opened to the penthouse you were met with your family all being held hostage by Brock's men. "Y/n!" He called out with a gleaming smile.

"Brock? What are you doing wh-"
He cut you off. "I wanted to save you from barnes and your family now knew the address so I could get you away from that beast."

"He let me leave, please let my family go." You asked.

He walked towards you and waved his hand to tell his men to put their guns down. "Where is the house?" He whispered, pulling a gun at your lower stomach.

"I'm not gonna tell you, I'm not there anymore Brock, whatever you want besides the address I'll do just don't hurt my family." You whimpered.

He sighed. "Would you marry me?"

"No." You answered, and then you felt white hot searing pain, you felt warm blood seep through the gold dress you'd worn -not changing before you left the mansion- as one man came down with the invitation that you had made you'd know it from anywhere. "No." You coughed up blood on the ground.

"Lets go." Brock nod heading out of the penthouse.

Bucky sat in the office, his cold walls going back up in the hour that you'd left, he was still in the suit he wore for the party as he sipped on bourbon. "You let her go?" Natasha asked softly.

"I did what I needed to, for her." He said staring off. "Just leave me right now."

You laid on the floor bleeding. "I've gotta go I've got to get back to the mansion."

"Y/n you can't you've got to get to a hospital." Your dad told you.

You shook your head. "I've gotta go." You held onto the couch to stand up. "I'm going to stop this and save Bucky." You coughed up more blood. "I don't care if I have to drive myself."

You grabbed the key for your dad's Prius, and you made your way to the elevator trying not to pass out. You drove as fast as you could through the streets trying to get to Bucky's mansion as fast as you could.

Brock had his men use one of the SUVs as a batting ram and sign it repetitively into the fence. He was confused, because Barnes didn't have people already out waiting to fight them. They walked into the mansion which was oddly silent.

Fact is Bucky was informed about what was going on right out his front door but he just didn't care, he chose to let go the last person and thing he'd ever love.

Natasha came out first fighting, shooting a gun at the men who were attacking the place she basically called home every one were going against the want of Bucky and were fighting. Brock snuck around the mess of punching and brutality to head up and find Barnes.

You pulled up to the mansion to find the fence to let people in and out was broken down, the front of your dress was covered in blood from the bullet wound. You made your way up the steps of the mansion, Natasha looked at you after you watched her brutally murdered a man. Her eyes looked like tea cup saucers. "Y/n are you alright?"

"W-wheres Brock?" You asked.

Her eyebrows furrowed. "Rumlow?"

You nodded. "He's gonna kill Bucky." You informed her.

She looked around for the man. "He must have slipped out, Bucky's in his office last I saw him."

Brock had found Bucky but not in his office; he was in his room, on the balcony. "Barnes!" Brock had yelled Bucky turned around. "This is what you get for taking her."

Brock didn't wanna kill him with a gun he was gonna kill him with his own hands, Bucky punched him and beat the man's head against the railing of the balcony Bucky looked around and stood on the railing making his way up onto the roof rain had started to pour down on top of them, Brock followed after him.

You'd gotten to the office not finding him but an empty bourbon bottle, he was defending himself drunk, you thought of where he could be and the only answer was his room, you ran to the room at the end of the hallway. You noticed blood on the balcony you sat on hours ago with the man, you looked up, you were starting to feel light headed from blood lost. You saw the men battling it out on the roof. You watched as Bucky had Brock by the neck, about to throw him down three four stories. "Please, Please I'll do anything." Brock begged.

Bucky showed remorse. "Get out of my house now." He said darkly.

"Bucky!" You called out as you stood on the roof.

His face softened. "Y/n." He smiled as he walked towards where you were at. "Y-you came back?" Both of you were too engrossed in each other to see Brock coming up behind Bucky, with one swift move of a knife Brock cut off Bucky's left arm, Bucky yelled out in pain, then turned around seeing Brock and the amputated limb and Bucky picked Brock up by his collar of the shirt he wore and this time he didn't hesitate to low him off the roof sending him to his death.

Bucky wasn't concerned about his bleeding; he was more concerned about you. "Y/n!" He called out when he saw you collapse to the roof.
"Bucky you need to get to the hospital." You said.

He shook his head. "I don't care about me you-you need to get to a hospital."
Natasha came running out having called an ambulance for you originally, now for Bucky too.