Stucky's Kid

(91)

~morning~

My dad's woke me up and drove to the other school with me.

I walked in and saw all the kids.

I was feeling anxious today to be honest.

The teacher helped me with my homework and writing.

My dad's wanted to walk out but I didn't let them go.

Teacher:„y/n...your dads will pick you up later!'

Y/n:„no! I'm not letting them out! Never!'

Bucky smiled and stroked over my head.

Steve:„y/n please we will be here in some hours ok? It's like your normal school!'

I nodded and they walked out.

After some hours they picked me up and we drove home.

Steve:„and?"

Y/n:„mhm..."

Steve:„what does mhm mean?"

Y/n:„good..."

Bucky;„something wrong doll?"

He asked and looked back at me.

Y/n:„no..."

Steve:„ice hockey falls out today and you won't be able to play until you feel your hand again!"

Y/n:„no..."

Steve:„sorry princess...you must find another hobby for a while..."

Y/n:„no! I don't want to!"

Bucky:„y/n please let us talk about it at home!"

As we arrived I stormed out of the car and ran into my room.

I hadn't talked to them or eaten anything and at 8 pm I felt asleep.

~morning~

I wasn't angry at my dad's anymore, so after they woke me up they drove me to school.

I went to my old school again and saw Freddie and Jason.

We had English and I saw that Freddie was making fun of me and my hand.

Y/n:„its your fault Freddie!"

The teacher was outside of the class cause she talked to my math teacher.

Freddie:„my fault? You are so stupid and felt on the ice!"

Y/n:„no! You pushed me!"

Freddie:„huh she can talk?!"

They started laughing and I looked away.

Freddie:„owww wanna ran over to your daddy's and cry?"

I took a sharp pencil and ran towards him.

~steve pov~

Bucky was taking my shirt off and playing around with my body until my phone rang.

Steve:„y/n's teacher!"

Bucky:„no...let it be! Call her in ten minutes! Ok?"

Steve;„ok mhm..."

I moaned as he put another kiss on my chest, then on my lips and then he bit them slightly.

Bucky:„so fucking fine..."

Suddenly the teacher called me again so I picked up.

Bucky:„stev-"

Steve:„shhhh! Hello?"

Teacher:„you must come to the principal office now!"

I fastly got dressed and we drove to the school.

Bucky:„what happened?"

Steve:„i don't know..."

As we walked inside we saw y/n sitting on a chair, not crying or looking upset.

Bucky;„she looks fine what's the problem?"

Teacher:„the problem is that Freddie here has a pencil in his hand!'

Freddie was crying on the other chair and a doctor tried to take the pencil out.

Bucky:„y/n are you insane?!"

Y/n:„he made fun of me!"

Steve:„y/n no no no...this this isn't really happening right now right?!"

Teacher:„you need to learn how to behave!"

Y/n:„no! He made fun-"

Bucky:„don't say a word y/n!"

Steve:„we are so so sorry! She won't do it again!"

Principal:„y/n will go to another school!"

Bucky:„no that's not fair! Did you saw her hand?!"

Steve:„buck chill!'

Bucky:„no! I gave up last time! I took the flayer! I staid calm! But what he has on his hand is nothing! She was bleeding allot-"

Principal:„im sorry sir! But we can't do this any longer!"

I grabbed y/n and we walked out.

No one said anything until we arrived at home.

Nat:„again? What happened? Was Freddie mean? Didn't they want you in their team-"

Steve:„she stabbed a kid with a pencil into the arm!"

I was still holding y/n by her arm and she started crying.

Y/n:„let me out!"