Destruction ━ Bucky Barnes [2]

03 ━ REVELATION

DESTRUCTION.
( chapter three. )

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Edited 12/26/2015 @5:34 PM
Edited 08/11/2016 @12:15 PM
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Edited 03/12/2025 @4:11 AM

WHEN THE NEXT MORNING ARRIVED, Andy was fully aware that Bucky was likely already gone.

She frowned, sitting up in her bed and trying to ignore the dull ache in her chest. It was selfish to have wanted more time. Dinner the night before had been silent, but both of them had lingered afterward to talk for a while.

Andy took a glance around her room, basking in the silence before she stood to get dressed. As promised, she went to the desk and grabbed her medication. The glass of water she'd left the on the desk the night before was warm as she drank.

Heading downstairs was an ordeal in ignoring Bucky's lack of presence. As she passed by the extra bedroom he'd slept in, she didn't bother to confirm her suspicions. It was safe to assume that he'd already left.

It was better that way; for him to leave without saying goodbye.

Andy would've held him back and the longing she struggled to stifle was proof of that. She let out a sharp tsk as she entered the kitchen, scolding herself for her inability to let go. She reached into the fridge to grab a bottle of orange juice.

When she'd poured herself a glass, she took a sip and turned to look out the window. The sun was already shining high, telling of how long Andrea had slept in. Not that she had much planned for the day beyond some minor errands. Groceries being her most immediate concern.

Andrea set the cup on the counter, her eye catching on the paper that fluttered aside as she did. The scrawl was unfamiliar, but there was only one person who could've wrote it. She smiled as she read the note. To see that even his writing had changed was funny somehow.

TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF.

— J.

James. Not Bucky, lest anyone else find the note. Smart, considering Andy was feeling sentimental as she tucked it away into her pocket.

The brunette exhaled a large breath, looking up at the ceiling as she recalled their conversation the night before. Reluctantly, he'd packed away the sleeping pills as he laid out his plan to leave the US. They hadn't made any promises to each other, but they agreed that it was smarter for him to check in with her when he could.

Andy had told him that if she didn't hear from him for two weeks, then she was going out to find him. He wasn't exactly keen on the idea. But, Andrea's stubborness had won out in the end and he'd lost yet another battle to her.