Till the End of the Line: Our Beginning | Stucky Fanfic

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

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The past couple of years, Steve and Bucky's relationship only grew closer. They spent most of their time together, splitting the time between their houses. During the summer,they played closer to Bucky's house so he could watch Becky and Eugene. For winter, they'd have to be at Steve's seeing as he was always sick once the temperature dropped below sixty.

They were the best of friends. Steve felt like the only person he could truly count on all the time, was Bucky. Half the time, Bucky never played with his other friends because Steve was all he needed. He just enjoyed being with Steve and Steve enjoyed being with him.

The two were on the playground for the last time that year. Everyone else was screaming and shouting, ready for summer break to officially start. Steve, however, wasn't as thrilled. "But why do you have to go?" He asked Bucky as they sat underneath a tree.

"Because I need to go to the sixth grade and you need to go to the fifth grade. This school doesn't offer sixth grade, so I have to go to another school for a few years. It'll be okay. We can hang out all summer and everyday after school." Bucky wrapped an arm around Steve. "I won't leave you, I promise."

"But you are. I'll be all alone with nobody to talk to all year long. No one will let me play with them if you're not here. I'll be stuck watching again. Or in the nurse's office." Steve pouted, his bottom lip stuck out as far as he could.

Bucky laughed softly. "You'll be okay. I know you're strong enough. Besides, it's only for a year."

"Yeah. . . an entire year." Steve laid his head on Bucky's shoulder, a wave of emotions hitting him. He ignored most of them, trying to focus on keeping Bucky at the school he was going to.

"Don't be sad now! We have, like, an hour before school's out for summer! Then we can play all day long and maybe, if we ask Momma, we can go to Coney Island! I'm sure you're tall enough for the Cyclone now!" Bucky ruffled Steve's hair, a grin on his face. They both knew he was still too short, but they weren't concerned with summer activities. Truth is, both of the boys were terrified of leaving each other.

Bucky's teacher called him in before Steve could respond. Steve wished him luck at his "graduation party" and watched the older boy run off into the building.

Steve had never felt worse. The idea of losing his friend was too much, despite the fact summer lay ahead of them. He was afraid that Bucky would disappear from his life once he's made friends and gotten used to the environment at his new school.

Steve just knew this was the end.

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The summer flew by them both, but lucky for Steve, he and Rebecca were closer than ever. At least once a week, Bucky would teach Eugene how to play baseball. The three-year-old and Steve weren't the best players, so Bucky taught them one at a time. Steve would sit on the steps of Bucky's building, drawing the two play or whatever else catches his eyes. Becky would color his pictures from the previous day, asking him what color he wanted this or if this color looked good.

By the time school came around, Steve wasn't worried at all about being left alone. He had Becky. They'd sit together at lunch and play together at recess. The two of them being so close helped ease Steve's mind and more importantly Bucky's.

Bucky had told them both to look out for one another, even threatened a couple kids (behind Steve's back) in Steve's grade to not mess with them. It was his turn to be worried. He was worried about Steve adjusting to the new order of things without him. He was worried about Becky getting picked on, too. He was worried that them being friends wasn't the best idea. He was just worried.