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Bucky.
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Home Without You.
~~~~~"Stay." Bucky pleaded with you., his arms out stretched towards you.
"No." You slammed the door on your way out.
You had left before bucky had the chance to say the words that would mend the things that were broken.
He thought it was far too late.
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You laid in your bed, flat on your back with the palms of your hands digging into your tear soaked eyes.
You screamed so harshly it hurt your throat.
"Why?!" You screamed at yourself again.
Every night for the past week since you last saw Bucky you had cried yourself to sleep, it had become a routine.
Your stomach hurt from sobbing so hard and your chest hurt from the aching pain that exploded through your veins.
"Fuck.." You sobbed gently, finally regaining some of your so called self-control.
"Why does everyday have to be so hard?" You pathetically sobbed into your pillow.
Not long after you had somewhat settled.
The dip in the bed behind you didn't even startle you, Natasha wrapped her free arm around your waist and held your shaking body.
"Shh, its okay. Your okay. It will be alright." Natasha muttered in Russian, her hand gently stroking through your tangled hair.
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You gritted your teeth.
"I dont want another drink, I already have one." You pointed down to your beer and smiled at the man.
"Just one wont hurt." The guy pleaded, he obviously wanted to brag to his 'home boys' about you.
"I have work tomorrow." You sighed, thinking of every excuse you could. Ones that would not hurt his feelings.
Across the bar Steve's ears perked up at the sound of your voice.
"Over there, at eleven fifteen, my time." Steve jitted his head towards your general direction.
"Ooo.. Fuck." Bucky hummed.
"Its been two weeks. Im sure you can talk to her now." Steve spoke softly.
"I cheated on her Steve. Its not like i just broke her favourite vase, or smashed her door in, I fucking slept with another girl." Bucky was the one gritting his teeth now.
"You didn't mean to. You weren't yourself." Tony tried to help out. He wasn't very good at it sometimes but UE did try.
"It was still me, my body, my hands, my lips on hers and not Y/N's." Bucky recited the words you had said to him.
"My dick, as she put it." Bucky half smiled at this. It was so you, to end such an emotional statement with profanities.
Tony and Steve smiled at their broken friend.
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AVENGER IMAGINES
FanficThis is my first imagines book, some chapters are sad, some happy and some are everything in between. Please enjoy. REQUESTS ARE; {•} OPEN {} CLOSED I do not own any of the superhero characters mentioned in this book besides that of my own creation...