Dawn | Bucky Barnes ✔️

31. Protect

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

My body screams as i get pushed into my cell with a hiss, my eyes shut tightly to block out the brightness in the room. I haven't spoken since I was pulled out of the room and back into a four walled up room to get tortured again, my body feels even more broken. I haven't spoken, I'm just that drained of life.

I need sugar.

I need my insulin.

I need a happy meal.

When I had looked into the reflected mirror of the door in the torture room, my eyes seemed so empty, my skin looked like it was vacant of a lost soul. Inside of me I feel like I have if it wasn't for the emotions giving it away on how I am feeling right now. I curse myself that I am crying into myself, even after all the beatings I had taken from the Redroom.

But I guess it has been months since I've been there to feel anything of a sort, that I jinx myself that this would never happen again. Now I feel even more scarred.

"Seventeen" I hear buckys deep concern from beside me on the other side of the metal cages barrier. I lift my head, slowly brushing my hair out of my face when Bucky finally sees my busted up face.

"Oh my god" he shifted over to the cell reaching his hand in for me, as I flinch away from his touch. His eyes flash with pain but I calm my breathing and shifted near the cell as he slowly giving me time to pull away as he cups my cheek rubbing it affectionately.

Tension radiated from Winter's body, his eyes narrowed angrily. "You okay?" He asked, voice tight as his shoulders.

"Yeah" I answered softly, the single word was short and tight, full of pain.

"I'm gonna kill them" he mutters underneath his breath with a dark look in his eyes.

My body aches as I shift closer, my shoulder still knocked out of its sockets. I try to roll my shoulder to get more comfortable, but it's to painful. Winter's thumb glides slowly over my wounds on my face, my legs feel numb and bruised as the asphalt surface underneath me hard and cold.

All I hear is my hallowed breathing with winter using his bedsheets and water faucet once again to clean off the dried in blood. My vision refused to focus, and the only thing I could identify around me was Winter's soft touches on my skin with the thin material of the sheet.

My tongue farts out to run along the ridge of my dried lips, dried blood left on my lips invade my mouth. My tongue cringing at the taste, my jaw clenching together when Winter wipes over a recent wound from before I came back into this cell.

I feel my head roll to the side to lean against the cold metal barricade wall, closing my eyes momentarily before I felt a cold hand cup my cheek tapping lightly as I snap awake only to realise it's Winter's metal arm.

"Dawn don't sleep" He stated, my eyes fluttering softly as I see his concerned face. I try to nod my head but it only gives me a headache. My jaw clenching once again to swallow down the pain, trying to hide my grimaces but he notices.

"Hold on for me, Dawn. Winter help Dawn" he mumbled more to himself as I struggle to bypass the single spike of pain before it fades into a ache.

I didn't know how long it's been but I soon feel like being sick, I haven't had my insulin in god knows from not knowing if it's been night or day. My sugar levels has worn out as I could feel the symptoms kicking in more with the bleeding and no insulin, tears whelm up in my eyes as I began to get irritated.

My hands shake down by my sides, my lip trembling to escape a choked sob. My hands reach up to my ears, and feeling my heartbeat pounding so fast almost like my heart has relocated to my head.

As if Winter couldn't bare the fact that I am in pain, his eyes turn serious before his hands let go off me. He stands up his breathing hard, his eyes narrowing on the barriers. His arms stick out gripping the barriers tightly before pulling apart the railings, I watch with hooded eyes as he stops through the pulled apart hole he created.

He steps through, instantly engulfing me into a tight embrace. I heard him mutter to himself over and over again but I couldn't decipher what he is saying from his mouth in my shoulder. He soon pulls away before his eyes cast down to my limp shoulder hanging loosely across my shoulder.

His metal hand went up to my mouth so I couldn't make a sound. He grabs my upper arm with his other hand, he looks at me in the eyes with our noses almost touching, staring deeply at each other. I nod my head for him to go on with it, he clenched my arm at the bicep.

"Breath in on the count of three.. one...two.." he started before I could even realise he clenched his jaw and I felt the most excruciating climatic snap of my shoulder relocating back into its socket.

I scream violently into his hand in severe agony, my good arm reaches towards Winter. I grab at his hip in reflex, his eyes soften in the slightest as he mutters soft encouraging words to me to try calm me down from my cry against his metal palm.

With my shoulder finally back into place, the once severe pain starts to subside but just leaves an agitated feeling. I whimper as he tries to massage my shoulder to stop the irritation of the swollen soreness to soon make it a bit tender.

I lean into his side with soft silent cries escaping me every so often as he hugs me tightly. My eyes see a blurred red light in the corner of the room as I feel a sudden feel of pairs of eyes watching us but for some strange reason they don't come in and barge on us.

A part of me is thankful for some unknown reason for them but at the same time what game are they playing at if they wanted us to forget each other?

My thoughtful question leaves unanswered as I close my eyes, my breathing evening out as I fall into a slumber with Winter's soft humming.

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Aw my babies, I love them so much!

Next chapter tomorrow my loves, good night or morning my buckaroo's angels <3

UNEDITED