His Girl || B.B

2.

I woke up from a deep sleep, I had slept great last night. This bed was so comfortable. I stretched and walked into my bathroom.

I brushed my hair and my teeth, and then got dressed for the day. I put on some sweat pants and a sweater, since I was kind of cold.

I went downstairs to go make a coffee. I grabbed a coffee mug and started the coffee machine.

"Hey." Someone said.

I turned around to see Bucky, Steve, and Sam. "Hey guys."

Bucky was staring at me, I could still feel his stare as I turned around to make sure the coffee was going into my cup.

"So Avery, are you excited that you're an avenger now?" Sam asks me.

I nod as I sip my coffee, smiling. Bucky's stare on me was heavy.

"Well me and Steve are due downstairs for training. I'll see you guys later." Sam said as him and Steve walked out of the room.

Buckys stare on me didn't stop, in fact, he kept his gaze for what felt like ten minutes before finally looking away.

"So, your parents died?" He asks. Woah, that's quite the question.

"Uhh, yeah. they did. Car accident. I don't know." I tell him, kind of lying.

Technically, they did die in a car accident, but I know there's more to it that the police aren't letting out into the public. And if the police refuse to tell us anything, I might have to take matters into my own hands, and use my abilities to bring justice to my parents.

"So, is there anything else you can do? Other than karate." Bucky asks me, his gaze returning on me.

"Actually, yeah." I tell him, putting my coffee down. I stare at the sink, trying to use my mind, until the water finally sparks to life.

"Holy shit! You can move things with your mind!" He exclaims.

"You sound surprised." I giggle, picking my coffee back up and taking a sip of the hotness.

"I guess I am. I never thought you could do that." He smiles at me, his teeth showing and everything. I have never seen a smile like that.

"Avery! Your party, well, welcoming party is Friday. I will be inviting lots of people to celebrate your arrival." Tony exclaims, as he walks in to the room.

"Oh, you really don't have to do that." I tell him.

"No, we are doing it!" He sounds so excited, that I wonder when the last time he threw a party was.

"Okay then!" I say, trying to sound amused.

But the truth is, if we have a big party, I know Gunner will come. He has tried to kidnap me before. I know he has killed other women since we broke up, and he is in hiding. But Gunner is smart, and he won't give up until he's gotten what he wants, and I am what he wants.

Buckys touch startles me out of my thoughts, his hand on my shoulder.

"You alright?" He asks me, and I know no matter what I saw, he will see right through my absolute lies.

"Yeah." I lie, and he gives me a sympathetic look, just more proof that he can see right through my lies.

I don't know how he can, considering that we just met literally less than twenty-four hours ago.

But there's something different about Bucky. I'm not sure what it is about him, but he understands me.

I walk to couch in the living room, being followed my the man with the metal arm.

"Can I ask, about your ex boyfriend?" Bucky asks, moving a little closer to me.

"Oh yeah, of course. Um, it's kind of a long story. We broke up a couple months ago, maybe nine months ago? I don't remember. But, he would hurt me and sometimes lock me in his basement. He was stupid, so I always got out, but then he would always move places, so whenever I went to the police, they couldn't do anything. I'm scared that he will try and come for me again. I know it's stupid, but—"

"No. No, Avery, that is not stupid, and it's not okay at all. What's his name again?" Bucky asks me.

"Gunner Crowley." I say.

"If he ever, ever does something to you, you tell me. Please. I will protect you." He tells me, his eyes looking into mine.

"Okay." I tell him, not really knowing what else to say.

"Jeez, dark story?" Sam says, as he walks into the room.

"Sort of."

I look at Bucky, his words falling over me like a spell. More like a curse.

I put my coffee on the table in front of me, and then bundle up under the blankets of the couch. I feel Buckys touch come near me, the heat sparkling in the air. It's like, we were meant to be together. If only it were that easy.

I can't risk putting Bucky in danger. He is a sweet guy, and deserves a good girl, who won't put him in any danger or risk. I don't even want to risk it, I could end up really hurting him, or someone else could really hurt him. I would never, ever forgive myself, if something happened to him because of me.

"Hey, you alright?" Bucky asks me once again, and I don't even have the answer to get my point across.

Bucky knows I'm not okay, but he doesn't mention it because more people start filling the empty spaces in the room.

I can not be here right now. I can feel the tears coming down my face.

"Woah, Avery, are you okay?" Natasha asks me, coming over and taking me in a big hug.

"I don't know. Yeah, I'm fine. Just, I'm just emotional right now. I think i'm going to go to my room. Bye guys." I tell everyone, before walking, no, running, to my room.

As soon as the door shuts, the tears come out uncontrollably. I don't know what's wrong with me. They spill, my body hyperventilating, shaking until my bones rattle.

I don't know why I opened up to Bucky. Every time the topic comes up, I immediately start balling.

I reach to my bed, eventually finding the strength to walk to it. I collapse right there on my bed, the emotions taking over my entire body.

Eventually, I force myself into a sleep, shaking as my mind starts to wear off into the darkness.