𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓
This story takes place after Captain America: The Winter Soldier.
Bucky isn't longer controlled by Hydra, but he's left with a big trauma he has to deal with. That's why Steve wants him to follo...
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"Go, I'll meet you guys inside in a few minutes." Steve says as he stops the car in front of the hospital. I quickly get out of the car and run inside not looking behind me if Wanda is following me or not.
"Hello, how may I h-" The woman behind the reception starts but her eyes widen when she finally looks up and sees Allison in my arms covered in her blood.
"Please help, she got shot in her belly." I beg and the woman quickly clicks on an emergency bottom and requests doctors to come to the reception. A few seconds later a doctor is by my side flashing lights into her eyes.
"How long has she been unconscious?" The doctor asks as he checks for a heartbeat before mentioning to me to follow him to the surgery room.
"5 minutes.. maybe 10.. I don't know." I say in a panic. Other doctors finally make their way towards us with a bed. But I am scared to let her go. I don't want to let go because maybe this is the last time I will hold my Ally.
"Sir, we will take care of her and do everything we can. We promise." One of the doctors says before he takes Allison out of my arms and sets her down on the bed taking her away.
I look down and see her blood all over my clothes and hands making me freeze. I have a lot of blood on my hands from my past but I never thought I would have hers onto them too one day. This is all my fault.
"Bucky?" Wanda whispers as she lays her hand onto my shoulder but I ignore her as I keep looking at my bloody hands. She also looks down at my hands before I hear her walk away.
"Do you have any spare shirts?" Wanda asks the woman behind the reception and I hear her say yes. I am still frozen in place staring at my hands.
It should have been me. I should have been laying in surgery right now with a shot wound, not Allison. They were after me and I put her in danger by falling in love with her. How could I have been so stupid!?
"C'mon, Buck." Steve says as he leads me to a door. I didn't even notice he came inside. Once we reach the bathroom he takes my shirt off and turns the water on. I quickly put my hands under it wanting to get rid of Allison's blood. The sink is coloring completely red making me dizzy.
I roughly pour soap on my metal hand as the blood is already dried on it. I scrub on it as hard as I can but it won't come off. Tears leave my eyes as I keep scrubbing until Steve's hands cover mine to stop me but my emotions get the best of me and I slam my metal hand into the mirror in front of me causing it to shatter. I hear Wanda gasp behind me as the floor gets covered into glass.
I collapse on the ground with my back against the wall while I hug my legs. I lay my head onto my knees and cry quietly. After a few seconds I feel a hand on both of my shoulders. One of Steve and one of Wanda as they try to comfort me. "What happened Buck?"
