Final Lap - Sambucky AU

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The next day, Bucky woke up slowly. He groaned in pain as he tried to get up. His head was so sore, and his chest was just sore.

He held his head as he looked at the clock. It said 7 am.

Bucky slightly forgot where he was. He suddenly realized how weirdly quiet it was. He looked around and then saw Sam asleep in the same bed as him.

He looked at him slightly and then remembered why it was so nice and quiet. He wasn't at home. He closed his eyes as he sat up and basked in the silence, and the warmth of someone else's company.

The company of a person who valued him and his life. He got up and walked over to the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror.

He saw bruises near where he hit his head. The accident started to come back to him. He got spun around, and he slammed his head on the halo.

His helmet had cracked when he hit the wall. Then he was knocked out. He rubbed his neck and sighed as he just ignored it.

He walked back into the shared room. He wanted to go running so, he opened his bag and pulled out a tshirt and shorts.

He changed into his shorts. But when it came to his shirt, he attempted to lift his arms but winced. He sighed and tried a few more times before he exhausted himself out.

As he was giving up, someone helped pull his shirt over his head. He turned and was face to face with Sam.

"Morning..." Bucky Said. Sam simply nodded and put the new shirt over his head. "If you need help, just tell me..." Sam said staying in front of him.

Bucky nodded as he pulled his arms through the holes. Sam fixed the shirt on him and then turned and sat on the bed. He held his head and just laid down.

"Need anything?" Bucky asked. Sam chuckled and shook his head.

"No..." Sam said as he heard some knocks on the door. He propped himself up and sighed. "Come in..."

AJ and Cass peeked their heads in. "Morning..." AJ Said as he looked at the two adults. Bucky noticed they were in swim trunks.

"Do you guys wanna come swimming with us? Everyone else is at the pool." Cass said. Sam chuckled as he looked at the boys.

"Sure. I can come on down. We can leave Bucky up here to rest." He said as he got up and pulled his shirt off.

The boys cheered, but Bucky was a tad stunned by Sam. "I'll meet you all down there." He said as he cleared his throat.

Sam looked at him surprised. "You don't have to, Bucky. You can rest up here." Sam said as he grabbed his sunglasses. Bucky looked at him.

"Uh-I'll come down and sleep on a lounge chair." Bucky said. Sam chuckled and nodded. "Alright, see you in a bit."

He followed the boys down to the pool.

Bucky stood in the room and held his head. "Oh shit..." he said as he realized how much of a crush this was turning into.

Bucky felt his heart racing. He sat by the window and took deep breaths. The last time he had a crush and opened up about it, he got kicked out of his home.

Bucky ran home after a race. His face was flushed and he was excited.

For the first time he had experienced a crush, and he was going to Formula One! He made it to the big leagues! He couldn't wait to tell his parents. At 18 years old, he was still excited.

Yes, he had a very harsh relationship with his parents but he felt as if this would be okay. They always told him everything they do to him was for his own good.

Of course, that's what he thought at 18.

He got home and walked on in. "Mom?"
He said as he took his shoes off. He saw his mother and father sitting in the living room watching TV.

"Yes sweetheart?" His mother said. He smiled and sat at her feet. "I have a crush on someone..." he said with a soft smile. His dad listened in.

"Yeah! They're so nice, he makes me laugh, he held my hand and was such a gentleman!" Bucky said.

That's when everything changed.

His father stood up and grabbed him by his racing suit collar. He screamed and yelled such horrible things at him. His mother tried to get between the two, but she couldn't.

Bucky at the time was taller and stronger than his father. He shoved his father off of him. His father glared at him.

"Since you're able to make grown up decisions, get out of my damn house!"

Bucky looked confused. "What?"

"Pack all your things and get out of my house. You're no longer welcome here!" He yelled.

Bucky paused. He had basically just came out, and they're kicking him out? He was too stunned. Before he could even ask why, he was grabbed and thrown towards the hallway.

"Pack your shit!"

Bucky did as he was told.

He eventually packed everything up was shoved out of the house. The door slammed behind him. He gripped the handles of his bags.

"I... I made it to F1..." he said teary eyed.

That's when Bucky grew up. At that moment, he learned that what the decisions his parents made were not the best decisions.

He looked up and frowned.

He learned that he had himself, and had to take care of himself and make them regret it.

Bucky snapped back to reality and looked out the window. He just sighed and grabbed his sunglasses and headed down to the pool.

He had to be careful. If he came out to anyone... he felt as if he was torn down to the ground.

He could handle that.

Not again.