Freaks||Wanda and Pietro Maximoff

Chapter 5

"Is he alright?"
The words burst out of Steve's mouth as soon as the door to Bucky's house opens. The police cars next door are slowly one by one departing and there is a faint crying coming from inside.

May stands at the doorway. Her brown hair is in a bun with a small strand loose on the side of her face. She wears a very pretty blue dress and normally she would be smiling happily. Not today. She looks worried and tired and her makeup is rubbing off, showing some spots and dark circles under her eyes. She shakes her head letting the strand of hair flick around her face.
"He's very shaken" she looks down at her hands. One of her nails are broken"I settled him down. Closed the curtains. Called mum and dad. They should be home as quick as possible. Whatever he saw... well it's seemed to have scared the shit out of him"
"Language" Steve mutters and follows her in to the house and waits as she locks the door "When did it happen?"
"I got home ten minutes before I called you. He wanted to see you" she says, leading him down the hallway and towards the stairs "I saw the body and the blood but I've seen plenty of horror movies it didn't phase me apart from the fact that it was right in front of my eyes. The thing that must of scared him was what the murderer did himself. He keeps shaking his head and refusing to tell me his name. He must think the murderer wanted to kill him as well."
"I can't believe this is happening to Bucky" Steve sighs as they walk down the landing towards Bucky's open bedroom door.
Light pours out and loud music plays.
" I thought it might drown out the sounds of next door" May shrugs
"Smart" Steve smiles softly and steps in to the room

The light seems blinding after the dark landing. Bucky's bedroom is as neat as always. Just how he likes it. Punk music blasts though the speakers next to his broken vintage TV. For some reason Bucky loves anything vintage mostly due to his parents' weird obsession with them.

Bucky himself sits on his bed in his usual jeans and white shirt. His knees are against his chest, his arms hugging his legs. His hair is messy almost covers his bright blue eyes. Tears streak his face as he stares blankly at the window where dark curtains are drawn. Steve stands for a moment trying to take it all in. This is totally opposite to the Bucky he know.

At the sound of his footsteps in to the room Bucky's head snaps up so quickly Steve is scared his neck might actually snap. His face lights up with relief as he sees that it's only Steve.
"Steve..." He breathes out, his voice shaking
Normally his eyes are wide with happiness but this time they are wide with terror.
"Bucky..." Steve breaks off as he runs over and embraces Bucky in a huge hug
Tears fill up in his eyes. As he feels Bucky's shaking body in his weak skinny one.
"How are the twins?" mutters Bucky
"They're fine" Steve sighs breaking away from the hug "But this isn't about them. What happened to you Buck?"
Bucky stares straight in to Steve's eyes as if contemplating something but he doesn't say anything.
"If you don't tell me what you saw..." Steve hesitates. He doesn't want to force anything out of Bucky but he feels the urge to know "I won't be able to help you"
Bucky just shakes his head looking down at his knees.
"You don't want to know" he glances quickly at the curtains, winces slightly as if remembering something
"Did they catch him?" Steve asks hesitantly
Bucky nods
"He let them" he responds before leaning forward in to Steve's chest
Shocked, Steve pulls Bucky in to him, wrapping his arms around his trembling body even though they don't fit all the way round. They sit in silence for about two minutes. The loud music seems very distant. The only noises seem to be Bucky's quiet sobbing. Steve cranes his neck to see May still standing at the doorway tears filling up her eyes. Her expression is helpless mixed but before he can say anything to her there is a loud sound of the front door banging open and people hurrying in.

"May!"
Bucky's mum's voice echoes up the stairs. May quickly turns on her heels and leaves the room. There is the sound of her trudging down the stairs as quickly as possible.
"It's your parents" Steve whispers " should I go?"
"Don't!" Bucky's grip on Steve suddenly tightens and is voice is full of anxiety and terror "stay...please"
"I'll stay, I'll stay" Steve says stroking Bucky's hair lightly before breaking off"but you need to tell them what happened okay?"
Bucky looks away for a second, his eyes glazed with tears before nodding.
"Fine"
                                  *
"Did you hear those police cars last night?"
Pietro sits on his bed looking through a book on American history which he found in the chest of draws. Wanda sits in the centre of the room tugging strands of fabric off the carpet she is sitting on.
"They scared the crap out of me" she gives a little shudder "they just wouldn't stop"
"Did you sleep?" Pietro looks over his book his eyes concerned
"Not really" Wanda glares at him "mostly because you made me sleep yesterday, partly because of the police cars and partly because of the nightmares"
"You talk about nightmares so casually"Pietro sighs
It is true. Since nightmares had become a massive part of Wanda's life she had treated them as part of her from the age when she began to understand herself. Pietro didn't have many,thank god, but he was used to having to hold Wanda down while she screamed or having to wake up two or three times a night just to calm her down.
"You know it's surprising that I haven't just got used to them and stooped waking up" Wanda shrugs "but they don't really work that way I suppose"
"I'm not a great physiologist" Pietro grins at himself "but it's definitely to do with what you can do"
"With great power comes great responsibility" Wanda smirks "you love that line don't you?"
"Shut up!" Pietro laughs chucking a pillow at her. She shoots it back in his face with her hex and giggles helplessly when he fall back in his bed.
"I'm not very responsible though" Wanda grins "and neither are you"
"I help us survive!"
"I'm the one who hides us!"
"Well Steve is doing all of that now" Pietro smiles
"We need it" Wanda says going back to pulling fabric off the carpet "since mum and dad we have had to do everything for ourselves. Illegally mind you and it's nice for someone else to do it for us"
"And soon I'll kill Stark and we will all live happily ever after!" Pietro says, his tone cheerful

Wanda starts to giggle again as Steve walks in carrying a bag of doughnuts and a bottle of juice.
"Breakfast" he smiles at the happy expressions on the twin's faces "call me on this number if you need anything. I might not respond if I'm in class though"
He passes them a small phone and a piece of paper with a number scribbled down on it.
"Mum and Dad both leave for work at about nine so your free to go outside a bit but be super careful and make sure they're gone" he looks hesitant saying this " I'm gonna go I've got Bucky to take to school today. Poor guy had a rough night"
"What happened?" Wanda asks worriedly
"Let's just say he's changed" Steve looks upset now "I'll see you soon guys"