Twenty: Quiet.

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I wanted to scream and scream. I wanted to rid my vocal chords of vibration, and let silence over come me, until breathing felt irregular. Where I was sitting was bright and cold. But not a familiar, hypothermia-prone cold. A frightening, warm cold. None of it made sense. 

I couldn't hear anything, even if I focused hard, all I could hear was silence. No soft chatter, or electrical hum. Just quiet. It was driving me crazy, and my mind was taking turns down dark places I hadn't allowed it to explore since their days. It used to be a hobby, letting my mind fall until it made me want to kill. It was the only conscious ability I had, and I was surprisingly good at it. 

But I couldn't trigger myself like that. I couldn't just give up on the promise I had made to Bucky. I had to try.


"I know how you think. You used to do it when we were younger too." He whispered, holding me close. It was hours after my anxiety had taken over. "You have to promise me that you won't let it consume your time, okay? I like it when you're happy, it reminds me that we can make it."

"What if I can't do it, Buck? What if-"

"Promise me." I then nodded, lacing my pinky with his. "Pinky swear."


I wondered about him and Steve, how they were doing, if they'd even noticed I was gone. They had to have. It's been days..Right? 

I flinched when the door opened, the dark on the other side making the light scatter as the dark filtered in. "Get up." The voice was cold and unforgiving, frightening even, making all of my instincts scream danger. Or were they screaming that I was the danger?

"No," A sudden shot of confidence spiked through me, thinking maybe - just maybe - I could fight my way out of this one. "Excuse me? I thought I told you to get up." He growled, taking a step towards me.

"And I thought I told you no." I stood, weak as I'll get out, but strong enough to fight for a little. I had no idea that this man had powers. But they were a hell of a lot stronger than I was.

The pain that had been inflicted on me was unbearable, my mind almost blacking out but my body unwilling. He'd only waved his hand and every sense I had buckled and fell into excruciating pain, and red hot anger. 

"I'll say it again. Get off your ass." 

Bucky please. 




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