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Steve's pov
I can't find her or Bucky it's like they fell off the face of the earth. My mind keeps replaying all the fucked up shit I said about her. All the shit I did. I want a chance to treat her right. To marry her like I promised. I tried tracking their phones but they're here. So that was a bust. I tried finding them on cameras and they haven't been sighted. It's like they just...vanished.

I turn the radio on and hear her voice. There's a new song out.

Took me over to your house to meet your family
Introduced me to them sayin' that you'd marry me
Then you'd look me in the eye and say, "It's just a joke"
Then you'd kiss me and I'd smile, did you even know?
When you'd say that kinda thing, I'd be excited
Got me hopin' maybe one day you would mean it
Always thought I'd only make a fool of someone else
Now you've only gone and made me make one of myself
I guess that flowers aren't just used for big apologies
I guess I should've been more conscious how you spoke to me
'Cause when we'd fight, you give me space and not communicate
And for a while, I thought that's what I should appreciate
Maybe I was holdin' on to what I thought you were
But when you think too hard, eventually, it starts to hurt
The version of you in my head now I know wasn't true
Young people fall for the wrong people, guess my one was you

She's still hurting. It means she still cares right? I might have a shot. I listen more

I was getting any flight so we could make it work
You'd ignore me, could have told me you were seeing her
Kinda hate myself for justifying your mistakes
Took a minute but I learned that shit the hard way
Who are you to tell me I can't be heartbroken?
Babe, you had the chance, the door for you was open
If it's what you need to tell yourself to sleep at night
Pretend I haven't found a man who finally treats me right
I guess that flowers aren't just used for big apologies
I guess I should've been more conscious how you spoke to me
'Cause when we'd fight, you'd give me space and not communicate
And for a while I thought that's what I should appreciate
Maybe I was holding onto what I thought you were
But when you think too hard, eventually it starts to hurt
The version of you in my head, now I know wasn't true
Young people fall for the wrong people, guess my one was you
If there's anything I've learned, it's you should watch yourself
If it's hurting you, then leave and go and get some help

I pause. Who the hell? Is she with someone? That can't be. I love her. We have to make this work. Have to.

Buckys pov
Our little guy should be here any day now. I'm excited to see what fatherhood and motherhood will bring us. We're thinking of names. She bites her lip and I ask "what?" She shakes her head "nothing" I take her hand in mine and send her a smile "cmon doll. You're obviously thinking of something. Tell me"

"It's a name idea but I'm not sure if you'd be okay with it" she replies shyly. Like I didn't just have my way with her. She's been insatiable as of late. I don't mind. I'll take care of her in any way she'll need. I kiss her knuckles "whatever it is I'm sure I'll love it doll. Cmon let me hear that idea if yours" she replies "Anthony james barnes" a smile splits my face open "you want to name him after me" she blushes and nods "it's just a thought. Because you've been so perfect to us. And love me unconditionally and love him so as well. Even if he's not yours biologically. That doesn't matter to you. You're his father bucky. I'm every way that counts and...I want him to have your name" I touch her stomach our little guy immediately kicking "Anthony james barnes" with a grin. He kicks again and I chuckle "I think he likes it" she asks "do you?" I smile "I love it doll." She groans and I sit up and ask "is everything okay? Is he coming?" She shakes her head "he kicked my bladder" I nod and help her up to the bathroom and back up again. She's been ordered to bed rest. Anthony hasn't made pregnancy easy on her at all. I kiss her softly "I'm going to do everything I can to honor your choice in naming him after me. Be the best man I can be to him" she smiles "you already are" I take her in "what?" She asks and I grin "you're glowing" she smiles "you and our baby boy makes me do so" I help her lay back down and ask "what do you want for breakfast josie" she says "I can go and get it j" I shake my head "not on those stairs you can't" she pouts and I kiss her head "it's for your safety doll. What are you two hungry for" she tells me and I leave and make what she wants. I head back upstairs and give her the food. Her using the bump as a little table and I chuckle seeing Anthony kick the plate a bit.

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