Past Present Future Mistakes Are Always Made

Chapter 2: Leaving Home Is Harder Than It Seems

I adore Nightcore

Okay, so this chapter may be short... and sucky... Sigh... I am not good at portraying people, especially people back in the earlier 1900s... Le sigh.

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70 (or more or less) years ago

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19 year old Clarissa was sitting down on the couch, in the apartment, that she shares with her older brother Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers. Clary was alone in the apartment, while Bucky and Steve were out doing god knows what, while she just stayed home.

They had offered her to come with them, but she had declined.

In a few nights, Clary would have to sneak out and leave everything behind. Everything that she loves. She won't even be able to say goodbye to her brother, or even or lover(aka Steve and that rhymes)

The boys had been gone for at least 6 hours, which made Clary start to worry.

When Clary got worried, her whole body would start to shut down. She would get flashbacks, to times that weren't good. She would never get the good memories in the flashbacks, only the bad ones. The bad ones would make Clary zone out. Her whole body would be on shut down. Like turning off a tv and it won't turn back on until you fix it.

Clary was out.

Her body sat limp on the sofa.

She hated flashbacks, they made her feel sick. She would feel like she was back to that exact time. If it was a flashback to where Clary had gotten hurt, she would come out of shut down, screaming in pain.

Flashback to about 2 years ago

It was a late afternoon, maybe around 5:30 6:00, who knew? Nobody was keeping time! Clarissa was out with one of her friends, laughing, gossping, and whatever they did back in the 1900s.

Clary had dropped her friend off, at her friends house. So that meant that Clary was walking home, by herself.

She was going to pass walking through a dark alley, but she heard voices that did not sound to friendly.

Clary had walked into the dark alley, seeing two older boys, one was tall and skinny, the other was short and round.

She saw a very smaller man standing in front of them, Clary knew exactly who it was! It was Steve... (dun dun dun!!!)

Clary made her way, quietly, around the two older boys. Clary didn't know what was going on, but she was going to finish whatever it was. She stood in front of Steve, which caused her to get a cheekfull of fist. Clary stumbled back a bit and she grunted. "You shouldn't of done that!" She growled.

Clary kicked the taller one in the area where the sun does not shine. The taller boy fell to the ground and groaned in pain. Clary turned her attention to the shorter one and she smirked, "I suggested that you take your friend and leave!"

The shorter one helped his friend and they both scurried off like a bunch of pussy.

Clary turned around and looked at Steve, who wasn't that much shorter than her. "You okay?" She asked. Steve looked at Clary and he didn't answer. "Uh, Steve?" She said, waving her hand in front of his face.

Steve snapped out of his day dreaming and he nodded, "Er, uh, yeah! What about you? Oh my gosh, your cheek!" Steve pointed out. "Huh? Oh yeah! Don't worry, I'm fine! It stings just a little." She said, also she gave him a reasurring smile.

The two headed back to the aparment. When Bucky saw Clary's face, he had a cow.

End of flashback

Clarissa's whole body felt as if she was in the middle of an earthquake. Her body was still in shut down. She could hear faint voices yelling something.

Clary was slowly coming out of shut down. Her body felt as if she was fallen apart. Clary's vision was blurry and her hearing sucked.

Soon, Clarissa's vision was starting to clear out, along with her hearing. Clary knew that there was someone sitting on the left side of the couch and someone on her right side. Her vision was fully clear now, along with her hearing.

"CLARY!" Bucky shouted. Clary jumped away from Bucky and she ended up on Steve. Clary did not scream out in pain this time, but she was starting to sob.

Steve was clueless on what was going on. He just patted her back awkwardly. Steve gave Bucky a 'help me' look.

Bucky picked up the girl. Clary buried her face into the crook of Bucky's neck and she continued to sob.

Bucky had taken Clary to her small room and he placed her on her bed.

Bucky got onto his knees, next to the bed. He was face to face with Clary. He was wiping away her tears away. "Hey, calm down, Squirt." He said, a small was in his voice.

Clary let out a small laugh. Ever since they were little, Bucky had called her Squirt. She loved the nickname.

"Just take deep breaths! In and out." Bucky started to take deep breaths. After a few minutes, Clary started to do the same thing.

Soon, Clary was calmed. "What was that all about?" He whispered. "N-nothing." She whispered. "Uh huh." Bucky grinned. "You should get some rest." Bucky said. Clary fake pouted. Bucky chuckled. He gave her a long kiss on the forehead. "I love you, Clary." Bucky said before leaving.

"I love you too, Buck." She whispered.

Clary knew that it was a matter of time before she would be gone.

She shook those thoughts aside and she fell asleep.

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Okay, not the best chapter and I feel that this song suites Clary... Heh, I hoped you guys like this story!