Dawn | Bucky Barnes ✔️

7. Lost

Omg thank you all so much for 70k reads, I hope you all are enjoying the book as much as I am enjoying writing it <3

Needed a break from revising so here's a wee chapter for you's all :)

B U C K Y   B A R N E S

My head rolls to the side with a huff escaping my mouth, eyes staring straight ahead at the covered apartment window I am sharing with Steve. My head resting on the pillowcase, hand underneath my pillow. My legs intertwine between the sheets, creating a warm coat around me but it doesn't help the coldness that impacts inside of me.

I can feel the dry tear stains on my checks, surely if I look in a mirror it will show the red puffiness underneath my eyes, in which it will show case the aftermath of what I had witness on the cameras when Dawn was taken from us, from me four days ago. I had watched as her widow sisters take her, beaten her had broken not me but Natasha as well as we watched Seventeen fight for her life.

I almost begged underneath my breath that she had made it out of there before they had gotten her but I knew deep down in the end, they would end up getting her. How true I was.

My room is messy with leftover filled plates on the dressers, clothing scattered across the floor, books messily covering the window sill with other items laying about. I've been the most wrecked one about Dawn's kidnapping. I know i should be looking for her, but the mere thought of what i had seen brought me into a spiral of what i was made to watch back in Hydra when Seventeen was taken.

Flash backs of that time leaked into my brain and i've been bed rested for four days with those tormenting thoughts. I know if my Dawn was here, she'll be shouting and slapping my face to get the fuck up. Sorry language. But in reality, she is in fact not here so i am mopping like a childish little kid in bed.

Don't get me wrong yesterday i had gotten out of bed to go for a walk around the park but it didn't help with the thoughts still playing in my head, so that I decided to just come back to the apartment and threw a pill of sleeping tablets and i was out like a light.

My free hand clenches around the bullet necklace around my neck, brought up to my mouth as i place soft kisses on it every now and then. My mind still swarms with Dawn's beaten up body from her cell and from Hydra, that even if i could i can't get up to actually motivate myself to go fucking find her.

My bedroom door finally springs open with a thud to the wall, footsteps enter my room. I don't bother looking up to see who it was, I just wait until I see Natasha spring apart the blinds which causes a wince to escape me. I pitch my eyes shut in reflex at the beam of bright light towards my eyes, grumpily bringing my covers over my head as i pretend I am asleep.

"Barnes, stop pretending you're sleeping."

"I am a sleep." I grumbled out, through the sheets.

I hear a soft sigh from behind the covers before it is being striped off from me, I don't bother to reach to them as i curl myself into a ball as i wince at another flashback in my head.

"Stop moping like a five year old, Barnes. You're hundred years old, wise up." Natasha says cooly before placing herself comfortably on the bed, her hand softly rubbing my shoulder.

"I am not moping." I mumbled with a huff.

She raised her brow, "Fine then an toddler tantrum." She retorted with a grin.