Bucky Barnes imagines

Stalker.

A/N - this is not proofread, so there will be alot of typos !!!

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i get woken up by a loud knock on my door.

I rub my hands over my eyes wondering who's knocking on my door at this time. I pick up my phone seeing it's 2:38am. Why would someone—

My thoughts get interrupting by another loud knock. Followed by another, and another, and another.

I throw off my covers, quickly slipping on my hoodie that was on a chair, and speed walking to the door.

I go to unlock my front door, thinking it's bucky or maybe nat, but as i look through the peephole, i see someone that ive never seen before.

He knocks again, making me twist back the lock and take a step back.

"Cmon sweetheart open the door." He shouts, looking straight throw the peephole. I can see him wearing a black cap, a grey tank top, and that he has a long beard followed by multiple tattoos.

"I can see you." He says, making me jump. "Open the door now." He bangs the door a couple more times, looking straight at me.

I try to think of what i should do. I don't know this man. Ive never seen him in my life, and i don't know if i should speak or—

"Open the door!" He shouts again making me jump again.

I swallow back my nerves. "Who are you are?" I ask, loud enough so he can hear me.

"Don't worry about who i am sweetheart, i just want to know if you'll open this door for me." He says, a big smile taking over his face.

"I-i don't know who you are." I say, mentally slapping myself for stuttering. "So no, i cant open the door for you." I try to be respectful since he may be intoxicated, but he doesn't look like he's drunk and that makes me even more scared.

His smile slowly disappears. "Are you sure?" He asks.

"Yes." I say quickly, hoping he takes the hint and leaves me alone.

"Are you really sure?"

"Yes, i am. And ill really appreciate if you step away from my door sir." I say.

"Oh I can't do that, sweetheart." He says softly.

I swallow again, attempting to not show any fear, even though im absolutely terrified.

"Why not?" I ask, my voice trembling. I mentally slap myself, for showing fear.

"Because, i want to rape and kill you." I gasp, tears starting to cloud my eyes.

Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry.

"Sir, please can you leave?" I ask again, my body starting to tremble with fear.

"Open the door, sweetheart." He says, again another smile, taking over his mouth. "If you don't open this door now, i will break it down." He says, calmly.

"Sir, you need to—"

"OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR!" He shouts, punching and kicking the door at the same time.

I feel a tear fall from my eye, as i quickly run to my room for my phone.

I dial buckys number, just hoping and praying that he's awake.

He answers on the third ring.

"Doll, do you know what time it is? Shouldn't you be—"

"Bucky," a heavy sob escapes my mouth without me letting it. I hear bucky throw off his covers and sit up.