"Stop it, you two. Bucky and I are friends. Don't even go there." I shook my head at them.
"Oh, come on Max! You know you have a thing for him!" The blonde teased.
"Had. I had a thing for him. Past tense. And that was, like, my sophomore year of h...
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Fucking. Shit.
That's it.
I'm buying new curtains.
First thing tomorrow morning, I'm buying new fucking curtains.
I jammed the palms of my hands into my eyes, rubbing until spots started to form in my vision. Remembering last night night as I did so. The heartache returned with each second that I thought about what was said and done.
"Shit. Shit. Shit." I mumbled, climbing off of the bed and throwing on a t shirt and shorts before barreling down the stairs and into the living room.
In the kitchen sat Wand and Pietro. Perched at the table with a coffee in their hands and a mug out for me. No fourth one, meaning Steve was still asleep.
"Jesus, Max. Why are you in such a hurry this morning? It's only 9:45." Pietro laughed.
"I have to call Bucky."
The tone in my voice made both of the twin stop smiling and exchange a look as I dialed the number into the phone.
"Come on. Come on. Someone pick up the fucking phone. For the love of go-."
"Good morning, this is Mrs. Barnes!"
"Hey, Winni! It's Max!"
"Oh! Happy Sunday, sweetheart! How was Steves party last?"
"It was great, we all had a lot of fun. It's always a blast when we can all get together."
"You kids have always been so close with each other. And I know James just loves spending time with you."
"Yea, he's always been a great friend."
"George and I have always thought you and Bucky were just the cutest kids together! Us and your folks have thought for years that you two would surely get together!"
If you only knew, Winni. If you only knew.
"We get that a lot. Who knows, maybe one day it'll happen. But, speaking of James. Is he awake?"
"Oh, no. He never came home last night. I assumed he stayed at your place with Steve like he usually does."
My stomach sunk to the floor and my chest tightened. What does she mean 'he never made it home'? He lives right next door. Where the fuck could he have gone?
"No, he wasn't here last night. If you see him could you tell him to call me back? It's urgent."
"Of course, sweetheart. But, he should be there soon. It's movie night, and he wouldn't miss that for anything."
"Thanks, Winni. I'll let you know if I see him first."
"Thank you, dear."
The line went dead and I mindlessly put the phone back on the receiver and moved over to the kitchen table. My eyes stayed on my feet until I got to the table and focused on the cup in front of me.
