Overdose(Bucky Barnes&Oc)

Chapter Seven

A/N-  So........ don't hate me please. Don't freak out.😉 drug abuse.

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Bucky walks back in his house, taking his coat off and hanging it on the hook. He sighs

"Shes already asleep"

"Thanks Daisy for watching her" Bucky smiles a bit.

"Of course, how are you doing though? How was it?"

"It was fine" Bucky responds. Daisy nods. "I'll see you later then"

"Yeah"

Daisy walks out the house. Bucky sighs again. His takes a folded piece of paper out his pocket and places it on the counter. Bucky looks at the picture and words on the paper.

Angela Val Meier
February 10, 1992- April 30, 2018

Bucky can feel his heart breaking even more, the tears rushing through his eyes. Shes gone, shes never coming back. He no longer has the love of his life.Bucky holds back a sob.

The doctor told him that she died on the operating table, she bleed too much. Bucky couldn't contain his cries once he heard the news, his father holding him as he cried.

Its only been 2 weeks and hes still a reck, he hasn't been the same without her. But he has his daughter, he named her Andy. And shes been keeping him together, he loves her so much.

Bucky sheds a tear and wipes it quickly, he stands up straight and walks upstairs, to his bedroom.

Bucky sighs, it even hurts to say 'his room's again. Bucky takes off his suit, leaving him in his boxer. He sits on the bed, his mind on Angela and all the memories they shared.

He misses her like crazy. He reaches over and picks up a pillow, Angela's pillow. He holds it to him, inhaling her scent. Bucky immediately breaks into tears, holding the pillow as he sobs.

It's his fault, all his fault. His mother killed her, because of him. Hes so lost, he doesn't know how to move on, how to raise their daughter alone. Angela... he needs her. 

He then starts to hear Andy crying in the other room, Bucky wipes his eyes and puts the pillow on the bed. He stands up and walks to his daughters room, walking to the crib and picking her up.

"Shh, it's ok, I'm here" he coes as he rocks her backs and forth. "Daddys here"

Andy's cries start to die down a bit. Bucky sighs and kisses her forehead, he takes a seat on the chair behind him. He studies her face, Andy has Angela's lips, her nose, her slight freckles. Bucky feels another sob coming but he holds it. Hes a dad now, hes gotta put his daughter first.

"I love you my Angel"

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7 months later...

"You ok?"

"You don't have to keep asking me Steve" He responds. "I'm fine"

"Buck you don't have to be fine right away, you can take sometime to grieve"

"Right now I want to find my mother and kill her" he states. "Its my fault shes dead"

"Buck... it's not"

"Steve just... don't please" Bucky wipes Andy's mouth with a towel. Andy babbles and continues to eat her food.

"Shes adorable" Steve smiles.

"Shes is"

Steve caresses Andy's hand. "So, you thinking about getting a nanny in a few years?"

"I would probably have to" Bucky responds, he sighs softly. "I go to bed every night, and I... sleep with her pillow next to me, and smell her scent and I believe shes still here with me. Its sounds crazy I know"