Sebastian Stan Imagines

«Forgetting- Bucky»

Title: Forgetting

WC: 1960

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I walked into the tower. I wondered as I walked around the tower. I had gone for a walk and now I need to go in another one. It's just that Steve promised to be there for me. He promised to help me remember about my past life.

But he forgot all about me. He helped his friend remember about his past. Tears were in my eyes. I had gotten on the floor where he training room is at. I looked around I felt as if my friends betrayed me. Because not just Steve but Tony. He has been all hooked up about Steve's friend. And Natasha she doesn't talk to me as much because she always with Steve and that friend of his.

I feel as if I'm left out. I walked in the trading room. And there four people and three of them are people who were my "friends". I then walked out but I heard Steve call for me. But I just ignored him. I walked down the hallway. I hear the footsteps then I felt the hand on my shoulder. I snapped.

I turned around and pinned them to the wall. There I see Steve's eyes. I turned my head to the footsteps. There I see three people. And the man I guess who's stealing my friends away. Of course.

I let go of Steve. The man seemed angry with me. I glared at him.

"I'm leaving." I just said. I then walked away. I know you may wonder where Wanda, Vision, Clint, Banner, and Thor are at. But they're all out doing their own thing. Also they aren't as close as the two men and woman with me. I started to stormed away.

"Kylie!" I heard Tony yell. I stopped in my tracks. I turned around. My jaw was clenched. I stared at the people that stand there in confusion.

"Just forget I was ever here. Just forget that you do have other friends then just him." I spoke venom. Steve's confused face fell as did Tony and Natasha's.

"Just forget. Don't come looking for me." I told them. I turned around. I walked to the elevator. They didn't even move. They just stayed there.

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It's been months. I didn't want them to find me to where I have to move all the time. I hate it but I know they'll just try to find me. I usually just stay a week in one place then move. I looked around.

I looked around as I sat there. I messed with the knife in my hand. I think of all the times I had with my friends and the team. The good times I miss. But I can't go back. No it's not right. I said goodbye so I would keep to it. I then hear footsteps up to the front door of the apartment. Well it's a ruined down place. I mean no one but me lives in here at the moment. Then I heard the door opened. I got up. I held the knife in my hand to where my knuckles turned white.

Then I see one of the faces I now hate. I growled.

"What do you want?!" I yelled at the man. Steve better fucking leave me alone.

"Kylie please come-"
"No you forget about me so I should forget about you!" I yelled at him. His face was soft. My jaw was clenched on anger. Tears formed in my eyes due to all the anger going through my veins.

"Kylie please let me explain."
"What that my own bests friend who is suppose to help me remember forgets me for some other person!?" I asked him. I closed my eyes trying not to let her out. She can't come out. She can't control me. He seemed to noticed.

"Kylie need to talk."
"Why should we talk when you wouldn't talk to me?!" Then it happened. I threw the knife but missed on purpose for him to leave or well to mainly to kill him with my hands. Because she came out.