MARVEL IMAGINES

Forever Part One ~ Bucky

Requested by jetblaack. Hope you like it!
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How did I get here? I was walking home one minute, then a pain had spread throughout my head, and I don't remember anything else. It's dark wherever I am.

My throat is dry, but I get a few words out without a problem.

"Hello? Hey, is anyone here?" My head is pounding, and I hold NY hand to it. I hear what seems like a door, and suddenly, a light flicks on so quickly, I'm momentarily blinded.

"She's awake." A man says and my eyes adjust. In front of me, I see a tall, heavier man, standing with a clipboard. I shiver.

"W-Who are you?"y voice is hoarse and weak and I couch lightly.

"Who am I? (This will be random) I am Matthew. And you, Y/N L/N, are here for one reason and one reason only. The Winter Soldier." Fear clutches me at his words. He wants Bucky!? Why?

"Why do you need me? Why not Captain America?" They taught me to always use their superhero names when speaking to the enemy, so that's just what I do.

"Of course he will come. You are his, "girl", after all. He has a strong connection with you, so we will torture you until he arrives. We will send him videos, of course. Just to keep him on edge." I hold my head up defiantly.

"It won't work. He doesn't like me like you say. I am nothing to him." And to me, it's true. I'm not good enough for him. I never have been, and never will be. The man scoffs and pulls a video camera out from behind him.

"Let's get started, shall we?" And I cry.

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Bucky's P.O.V.
Where is she? She hasn't been here all day and Natasha said the last time she'd seen her was yesterday night. I'm starting to worry. Usually Y/N calls someone or texts.

She hasn't.

I'm about to go out and start looking for her, it being around five, until a buzz and flashing light on the television stops me. It looks to be some sort of video.

There's a man. He's talking, but I don't care. Until he steps to the right and I see Y/N there, tied to a chair, what looks pike blood dripping from her right arm and a cut on her forehead. How dare that man hurt her!

"Winter Soldier, your girlfriend needs you. Come be a hero." Then Y/N lifts her chin and speaks.

"No. If you care about me e-even a little, you'll stay far away from here! They want to wipe you again! Please," Her chin trembles. "Save yourself, Winter." And I know I can't do that. If I decide to sit back, the lady I love will be murdered. That's blood on my hands that I can't live with.

I put my flesh hand to the screen.

"I'm coming, Doll." I whisper, before striding determinedly out and to my bike. I'll find her if it's the last thing I do. I promise, Y/N, you will be safe.

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Your P.O.V.
I shouldn't have warned him. As soon as I said those words and the video stopped, I was beat again. The cuts were shallow, but this was different. This was violent and scarring.

*Tiny bit of violence, read at your own risk*

Matthew came at me with a hit iron, jerking my arm out to blaze my skin with it. I cried out but it did nothing. When he was finished with that, he jerked my hair in his fist and took out a blade, slashing my left cheek with a deep gash. I whimpered. He kicked my shins as hard as he could, then slapped me on my cut so hard I was dizzy. Then he left me alone.

"Just kill me!" I now shout, almost 100% sure there are cameras. "Get it over with! Please!" My voice sounds broken and I feel torn. I hurt so much, I don't hear the sounds outside until they're right at the closed door.

I can't place who comes in, for as soon as they do, I slip into darkness.

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When I wake, I see white. White walls, white ceiling, white floor. It looks to be a hospital, but then Bruce walks in and I know I'm in the Avengers' tower. I point to my throat, signalling it's dry. Bruce produces a cup of water and lifts my head as I drink.

"Better?" He asks.

"Much." I look around once more, and notice a certain soldier in a chair in the corner, sleeping. Bucky.

"He refused to leave. I tried to get him to eat, and only just a while ago got him to sleep." Bruce says.

"H-How long was I out?" I question.

"This is the third day." My yes widen in disbelief. Not that I've been down for that long, but that Bucky hasn't eaten for three days! I look over at him.

"I'll leave you two alone together." Bruce says, leaving the room. Bucky had started to stir. As soon as the door is safely shut once more, Bucky is at my side.

"How are you?" He asks, checking my face all around.

"Mad that you haven't eaten." He chuckles.

"You haven't either, Doll." I blush.

"I don't matter." He takes on a serious face.

"Of course you matter! You matter to Steve and Natasha and Bruce...and me. I care about you so much."

"Is that why you risked your life?" I'm touched when he nods, but also angry. I tell him he could've gotten hurt.

"You would've died! I love you too much to see that." I pause and, once e realizes what he said, he does too. He starts to try and cover it up, but keeps stuttering.

"You love me? I thought you wouldn't return the feelings!" He gasps and I gently pull him to me, lightly pressing my lips to his.

"Why wouldn't I? You're the mist amazing woman I've ever met, Doll." I smile.

Oh, how simple those days were.

Okay, there will be a part two, where he's like we talked about. I was setting the mood. I really hope you liked this, I understand if you don't. Part two coming soon. Love y'all, till next time.

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