Soldier and Flower

Thinking

"Miss Y/L/N! Wake up we are at work not in bed!"

"I'm sorry Mr. Adams." I said sleepy.

It was Monday the whole night I thought about Bucky. I was so sleepy that I forgot the half of the orders. I work as a waitress in the local pub.

After work me and my friend went home, she lives in the house on the opposite of our house.

"He slept in YOUR room!" my friend screamed.

"Don't be so loud. Everybody could hear us and then I would be the whore of the town."

"But is he good looking?"

I showed her the picture of him and Steve.

"He looks like that guy from the newspaper. That Captain America. He is supposed to rescue America or something like that. Just in really thin and yeah not so good looking."

"What Bucky?"

I pointed at Bucky.

"No, the guy next to him."

"Steve?"

"I don't know his name but it could be his name. I just read the headline and looked at the picture."

When I got home, I read the newspaper. Where there was a picture of the American dream man. Probably blonde I thought. The small letters under the picture read Steve Rogers. I smiled a bit and then I prepared dinner. I was so tired that I just cooked some noodles. My dad got home with a smile on his face.

"What happened? Why are so happy?"

"I don't have to go to war I am not made for the army."

"That's awesome."

We both smiled and sat down the whole evening we smiled and played some games. It was one of the best evenings in my life.

As I watched the ceiling over my bed, I wondered what Bucky was doing right now. He could be in danger or worse dead.

"What am I thinking about?"

The next morning, I woke up and I was confused because I had a very realistic dream about Bucky and me together. I went into my bathroom and got ready for my work.

My friend already waited for me outside the house.

"Good morning sleeping beauty." She said sarcastically.

"Good morning."

We walked for a bit but we didn't talk.

"What is it you are so quiet? You are never so quiet? ... Come on talk to me."

"I had a dream about Bucky and me together."

"You and that soldier boy. I hope you know that he is American, somewhere in Italy and he could be dead already. These soldiers are all the same sleep with you and leave you."

"Don't talk so shitty about these people. They go to the army to defend their lives for their country and the people who live there."

"Y/n where are you going, I wasn't meant to say that. I- I'm sorry. You met him once and probably you will never meet him again."

"...I didn't sleep with him."

The whole day I didn't talk to her. I just did my work and tried to focus on the costumers and not on her or Bucky.

I had nothing more to say. When I got home, I wrote a note for my dad that he should make dinner on his own.

Dad, I'm not hungry I don't feel so

well, I'll go for a walk and then

go to bed. Please don't bother

me I just want to relax a bit.

Thank you

y/n

I took the box with his pictures and the watch in them with me. I walked back to that cemetery sat down at the bench and cried. My mind was just full of things. First: What is wrong with me just a good-looking soldier slept in my room and now I think he is my soulmate or what. Second: I never quit friendships for a guy.

After an hour of thinking and crying I wanted to go home in my bed and sleep. Wanting to forget everything and going into a world where we can be everybody. I put the box with the pictures in the coat. I walked home slowly. The sky was already dark.

When I stood in front of my house I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and opened my eyes again. I looked up into my dad's bedroom, he was reading a book on his desk. Suddenly he got grabbed from behind. I ran inside I heard voices from the upper floor talking in German.

"Er ist nicht da." He is not there.

"Dann könnt ihr den erschießen den brauchen wir nicht mehr." So, you can shoot him we don't need him anymore.

I ran upstairs and screamed:" Nein, ihr könnt mich nehmen aber lasst meinen Vater in Ruhe!" You can take me instead but leave my father be.

"Die ist doch gut oder?" She is good or am I wrong?

"Ja die passt die können wir nehmen." Yes, she is fine we can take her with us.