Dawn | Bucky Barnes ✔️

4. Caged up

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W I D O W S E V E N T E E N

I don't know how long I've been caged up in this box for, my hands shake with each passing moment. My head on my knees with my arms wrapped up around me, my back up against the far end of the caged up room in the corner. Dry tears stain my face, from the moment I had killed that man I had been swiftly pulled from the metal bed to only end up into a dark caged up barricade room.

The room is drastically quiet except for my soft sobs every now and then, the room contains a single bed with a flat fluffed pillow. A side unit with a bible in the drawer and a small lap on top of it that holds the most lightness in my darkness at the time being. A sink and toilet to my right as I sometimes hear the soft drips of water from the faucet.

My head drums while my hands feel electric pull towards the light switch that twitches every single time I move my hand an inch. If I could guess, I may have been here for a good two days but I wouldn't know because there's no windows just a big metal door with an latch where it slides food and water on a tray for me every couple hours.

How considerate of them I guess.

"I've got sunshine on a cloudy day" I murmured under my breath with a cracked sob, I reached my hand outwards as I stare at my hand with a frown. "When it's cold outside.." I smiled softly at the tune always coming into my mind even though I don't know where I had heard it.

I press my finger downwards before continuing the motion with my other fingers as a string of electric current dance across my fingers like back in the hospital room as if they glide like piano keys.

"I've got the month of May, I guess you'd say
what can make me feel this way..." My small frowned smile turned into a scowl with my shoulders tense like something, someone is watching me. I see the red dot from my side vision of the camera on the other end of the room looking in my direction.

I leant my head back, tilting it slightly to the side narrowing my eyes on the device with a hated glare as if I stared any longer it will somehow spontaneously combust from the death glare.

"My girl, my girl, my girl. Talkin' 'bout my girl
My girl" I hummed again continuing to play with my new ability, I guess I could say I have controlled this part of softly stringing it across my finger tips but I haven't been near anybody to test my ability if I can but I know I can't.

I won't allow it to happen again - even if it's not my intention to do so. I sit back, leant my head against the stoned cold wall with a sigh, "I've got so much honey. The bees envy me-" I pause my song when I feel my body tense again, I close my eyes keeping my shaking hands down by my sides. I closed my eyes with short even breaths to listen in on my surroundings, similar to how you skim through songs on a playlist.

I skimmed past noises as I hear the water faucet dripping again, and my slow soft breathing coming throughout my lungs, and focused on the faint sound of footsteps outside the door as I hear jingling of keys from the owner as they opened the door with bang against the wall as I cringe at the sound.

That wall has feelings they should really be considerate of it, I swear.

Several footsteps ascend inside the room, hearing the hard combat boots hitting the ground when it suddenly stops, a last pair of footsteps ascend but these are much softer than the soldiers. My eyes remain closed wanting to stay in my head a bit longer but I know it wouldn't last.