"Bucky, don't!" You almost screamed, your throat raw with the effort it took to speak.
If you could look in a mirror, you suspected that running up your neck would be all sorts of colourful bruises.
"Who's Bucky?" He asked.
It broke your heart to see him like this. He was everything you remembered, exactly the way you left him, only with slightly more hair. And yet, he was not entirely Bucky, and it was yet to be discovered if he was even there anymore.
"Bucky, don't do this!" You exclaimed for a second time as he tightened his hand on the trigger. A tear fell down your face and burned your cheek as you searched his eyes.
You heard a gun shot.
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