Sunflower

27

"What?" I asked rudely.

He looked at me again, still smiling. "That's what you're doing now? Flirting with other Avengers?"

Oh my word.

I gasped as I smiled. "Oh my god," I said, standing up. "You jealous bastard," I said, suddenly turning my facial expression mad. "You know what? Get out of my face." I pointed to the stairs, leading back down to Loki's basement.

Bucky stood still, looking at my eyes, clearly showing no intention to move. I raised my eyebrow, clearly starting to get pissed. I shook my head, looking down, suddenly noticing a small knife on the table at my feet. I hesitated.

Looking back up to Bucky, I sighed. "Please get out of my face right now," I asked calmly, but still he didn't move a muscle. I lost it.

In one movement I bent down, grabbed the knife, and threw it, surprising Bucky. It just missed him, but flew right into the wall, barely an inch away from his ear. Shocked he looked at the knife next to him, then back at me, seeing no hesitation in my eyes.

"God, woman? You trying to kill me?" he yelled, making me roll my eyes.

Steve, Tony, Clint, and Bruce came running up the stairs in alert. They saw me walk on my way out of the room, past Sam who also came storming in. They all suddenly noticed the knife, which penetrated the wall. They looked at me walk out, before looking at Bucky who looked at me in anger and disbelief. Samuel pulled out the knife, realizing it was easily seven inched long, easily six inches deep into the wall. He looked at Bucky and frowned.

"What did you do to upset her?"

In disbelief Bucky looked at him. "I didn't do anything wrong!" he yelled, before storming off up the stairs.

Steve looked at my direction, and without thinking twice, he walked down the hall, quickly catching up to me as he started jogging. I was about to go outside when Steve called my name. I turned around, looking at him as he approached me.

"Yeah?" I asked, my voice still a bit irritated.

He looked at me, noticing something on my eyes. "You're mad?" he asked carefully.

I sighed. "Anger does that to my eyes as you have noticed," I said, looking away from him.

He smiled. "When are you starting training?" he asked, confusing me.

"Oh, uh, tomorrow?" I said, looking at his smile.

"No," he said insistently. "Meet me outside in fifteen minutes, no exceptions."

Before I could argue, he walked off, leaving me standing at the back door. I frowned. Well that just happened... I jogged up to Wanda's room, knocking on the door. She opened up shocked by seeing me stand in front of her.

"Uhm, hello Wanda, may I enter?" I asked, a confused look on my face.

She smiled carefully. "Yeah, sure, come on in!"

I smiled, walking in. Immediately I rushed to her closet as I explained that I needed to borrow a sports bra and leggings and why. She helped me fish out the best pair that would fit me, a grey pair of leggings and a grey sports bra with a basic loose black crop top. I kept on my sneakers and just tied my hair op into a pony.