Bucky Barnes Imagines

Part 9

You slowly stood to your feet, peeling your suit off piece by piece.

"I can't believe he shot me," you spoke to yourself.

You looked up and saw the smoke. "Oh my," you took off towards it.

Bucky was standing outside helping Steve. Steve had a huge gash across his face, from you smacking him. Tony stood looking down at the giant hole he made.

When you walked up all three men looked at you.

"I can't believe you did this," Bucky said.

"What?" You were confused. "Bucky, I—"

"I already told him what you did to me," Tony said cutting you off.

"What I did to you?" You're eyebrows went up. "Steve you know this isn't true."

"(Y/n), I was unconscious because of you," Steve said making you feel extremely guilty. "I believe Tony on this one."

"Then why am I the one with the broken suit? Why am I the one who was shot hundreds of feet backwards?" You asked. Tony stared. Bucky looked away. Steve looked down.

You were infuriated. Tony did this on purpose. "Fine then. I'm sorry Steve, for what I did to you, I really am. But this," you said motioning to the hole, "I'm sorry for what I caused."

You stormed off into the woods. Away from everything you knew.