broken mirrors

~ talk to me ~

TW- mention of suicide, abuse, self harm and ED.

When georgie woke up she rubbed her eyes getting the sleep out. Yawning she walked downstairs. Sure her hair was a mess but so was she who cares.

When she got downstairs she received, hugs? She was just getting used to the stares. Weird.

"weird." She muttered under her breath.
She sat down on her chair and started picking the skin on her nails it's a habit she made.
(anyone do this or just me) Her leg was bouncing up and down too. A thick bit of blood was washing down her finger. She rolled her eyes at the look of it if only this stupid habit didn't have to bleed so much. She wiped it with her shirt watching more blood come out.
kinda satisfying not going to lie.

She didn't mind the blood that much it just sometimes got annoying. She tapped her knees thinking about something. What is that something? Absolutely nothing. She was getting bored out of her mind. If she could she would pull every strand out of her head this is how bored she was. She didn't want to eat. Not really that it's just she couldn't. Ever since yeah it happened she just hadn't been feeling like herself. She felt like she could be a killer in an instant i mean she was wasn't she?

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While everyone was distracted she quickly stood up and left i mean everyone saw her but she didn't care. She wasn't touching the food and she felt wrong if she just wasted it all. It was beginning to get to much, she saw the innocent lives she took, the cells, the experiments, the trauma, worried she wasn't good enough, her weight, her looks, her scars. Everything. She hated everything about herself.

She wanted to end it all. No suffering. No pain. Free.

She wanted to do it. She quickly grabbed her blade and dug deep. The blood quickly poured out and she was in tears. She walked to the mirror turned to the side and looked at her belly.
fattie.

She hated the look of herself. She looked at the bottle of pills she had stored in her cupboard.
soon.
she was going to do it soon. Not sure when. But she knew it had to be done. No one truly loved her.

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flashback

"fucking prick can't even do a simple job correctly."
"i-i'm sorry i truly am!"
"oh you'll be sorry soon."
A boot soon got met with her face. Her lip was bleeding, her eyebrow was bleeding. Everything was bloody. She had a kick to the rib. Broken. She thought. She wheezed trying to breathe. But she couldn't. Her head was met with the wall when he picked her up. She had a dislocated right shoulder. Every time she moved it she cried out in pain. Her mouth was dripping blood everywhere. He dropped her hard on the floor kicking her unconscious.
"no one will ever love you."

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He was right. No one would or did. It was time she let herself be free. But not yet. She took a glance at the pills on her bed again before sitting with her head on her knees sighing. Her eyes were filling with tears when someone walked in. She wiped her eyes quickly before looking at the red head in front of her.

"hey kid you okay." She asked softly wiping away her hair from her face.
"i'm fine thanks." She whispered in a soft tone.
"stop saying that i know when your lying."
"no im g-good i promise." she looked down quickly.

Nat sat on georgie's bed and georgie laid down on her lap.
"talk to me love."
"i i d-don't know."
"well do it when your ready im here to listen okay?"
She nodded her head.
Nat braided georgie's hair being very careful, quickly untangling it playing with her hair when she noticed the girl was out cold. She smiled softly.

She noticed how similar she looked to bucky. She smiled at the thought quickly tucking her in.

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Nat pov

She went downstairs when she sat on the couch reading a book. When she felt Bucky sit down next to her.
"is she fine?"
"she said she is but i doubt she is." Bucky rubbed his hands over his face.
"hey don't worry your doing great i promise."
"thanks nat." She smiled before picking her book up again reading where she was up too.

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Bucky pov 🫨

Bucky was walking past georgie's room when he saw her sat up doing nothing.
"hey georgie."
"hey dad" she whispered gently.
He sat down next to her.
"are you alright?"
"y-yes." She sat up quickly then slumped back down. (guys idk if that makes sense but i can see it in my brain i js lowkey can't explain)

"talk to me i know your struggling."
She crawled over to him sitting next to him.
"n-no i'm good i-i'm just worried about hydra." That's not what she was worried about but she wasn't always the best liar at times like this.
"if you say so but always come to me."
"okay well i'm going to shower."
"alright." he ruffled her hair before leaving.

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"phew that wasn't my best lie." She said in the mirror.

She stripped and then got in the shower. She counted all her scars.
freak
weirdo.

She turned it up all the way feeling the burning sensation all over her arms. Some blood still sticking to her left arm form yk. She saw the fresh cuts, old ones, and scars. She signed then washed her hair. She quickly exited and brushed her black locks.

She tossed on a pair of clothes. Jumper of course zipping it up all the way. She put on a pair of hello kitty pyjama pants with a navy striped zip up. She left her room to be met with steve.
"oh hey steve."
"hey there kid how you doing."
"yeah i'm good nat and bucky are helping me."
Steve smiled at the thought bucky always talked about having kids but couldn't ever finish his dream well he was happy he finally did.
"that's good." She smiled back before skipping away.

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1043 words. NOW GUYS I KNOW THIS IS RLLY SHORT BUT CUT ME SOME SLACK ITS 4:30 IN THR MORNING. Anyways i'll be back the next chapter EXTRA LONG to make up for these shit chapters. Ily all <3 ALSO add some suggestions i do not mind. I really appreciate them <333