"WHO DID YOU TELL?" James screamed at Steve. Steve had come to pick James up for school and he was greeted by James sobbing in his room. "WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO STEVE, I'M 16? I HAVE NO WAY PLACE TO GO! BOTH OF MY PARENTS ARE ARRESTED BECAUSE OF YOU. I CAN'T " Just the night before James' mother had gotten home, and was greeted by her husband in handcuffs and pair waiting for her. The cops wished him luck and promised him that they would get ahold of a relative. They also promised that they would send someone to take him to the station for questioning. Of course come morning no one had came for him.
"I-I," Steve stuttered, "I didn't think that" Steve continued to stumbled over his words. "That they would, they would...". Suddenly Steve got very confident in himself, "You weren't safe with them. You couldn't tell anyone without fear. And you were scared. I wasn't going to leave you with them any longer. I love you." With that he finished. James was getting upset. How could Steve betray him like that?
Steve never meant to hurt him. He would never hurt his best friend, the man he was in love with, his world. Never. And now, he hated him. He knew, telling was the best option. No matter what happened. He assumed that his dad would be taken away and James would stay with his mother. And in the end he was James' hero once again. But instead James hated Steve and had no parents. After a moment of silence after the end of the yelling, James stormed out of the house. They had been in the living room next to the front door so James easily ran out after grabbing his keys and phone. Steve didn't know where he went but he intended to find out.
James drove and drove into the city. He was headed for the Starks' house. The Starks' house was, well it was more of a mansion, where Tony Stark, his adopted brother, T'Challa, and his parents. The Starks were very wealthy and very well connected. Tony's father was a scientist, who worked for the government. After another minute or so, he pulled into their driveway. Tony's parents were used to seeing James' car there. James stepped out of his Black Chevy Nova and started walking towards the house. He had seen Tony's car so he knew he and T'Challa would still be here. He already knew was skipping school today and hopefully he could get them to skip with him. He lightly knocked on the door and the door was opened by Tony's mom. He was greeted with the smell of crepes. Tony, T'Challa, and his favorite breakfast. They were also strawberry. "Hi James, nice of you to come by. Would you like to have some breakfast?" She said. He grinned and replied, "Yes, thank you." He then allowed him to come and lead him to the dining room. She really didn't have to, James was at the Starks all the time. He went in and saw Tony and T'Challa eating as their dad, Howard Stark, was leaving. And of a sudden he stops in front of Bucky and says, "Son, are you alright?" After debating about whether he would break down into tears and sob into his chest and be held by one of the only father figures he'd ever had, or simply put on the same fake smile and say he's fine and that's okay. He choose to break down in front of 2 of his closest friends and their parents whom all cared for him in extreme ways. So that's what he did. And as he started to fall Mr.Stark knew what was happening. He had always had his suspicions about how James' dad treated him. And knew they were about to be confirmed. So Mr.Stark opens his arms and James falls into them. He holds him for a minute till James stops crying. Mr.Stark knew what he needed. Comfort. So he lead James to the living room where they could sit and talk. Mr.Stark wrapped his arms around him. James laid his head on his shoulder and began to speak, "My dad h-he," as James' voice cracked he looked up at Mr.Stark with tears in his eyes. "I know son, I know." Mr.Stark said. James tried to bury his head farther into his shoulder. He let tears fall. He knew that he was loved and cared for here. "Was he arrested?" Mr.Stark asked after a moment of silence. The crying had stopped at this point, and it was only silent tears now. James didn't understand how he knew what happened to his father, but he did. He had always been thankful to have Tony and T'Challa as friends. He was also very thankful for the relationship he had with their parents. It was almost like he had a second pair of parents, better parents, people who acted like real parents. No. They were real parents.
He had remember, once before seeing Mrs.Stark's blood. It was almost white. She had got a paper cut. Although he had never seen Mr.Stark's blood, he was almost certain it was white. A man so loving and kind like him, could never do anything wrong.
James only nodded to answer his question and then buried his head back into the crook of Mr.Stark's neck. Silent tears began to fall again, and Mr.Stark did the thing any good father would do. He began murmuring, "You're safe son, you are safe." And as he continued he to say that James had stopped crying.
He pulled away just enough to wipe a tear off James' face. "Come on," he said as he picked James up and carried him to one of the many spare bedrooms they had and sat him down on the bed. And as he set him down Mr.Stark said, "And don't worry if Steve comes, you're not taking visitors."
In the other room Tony, by now, had texted Steve to get answers. All he had gotten was, his parents are jail and has no place to stay. He assumed that his father would be fine if James stayed here, so he would try and make that happen. Tony, however, did not tell Steve that James, T'Challa, and himself were skipping school and staying at his house. Tony didn't want to tell Steve, mostly because he didn't know how Bucky would react, and he really didn't want to upset him more. He and T'Challa were both worried about him.
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Poisoned Blood
FanfictionInnocence. We are all born in with could tell with just a blood sample? In James Barnes' world your blood darkens with each sin. So, in this world, the saints bleed light beautiful colors, while a sinner's blood stains their skin black and other dar...