Bucky Barnes' Daughter

Chapter Thirty-Two

Jason disappeared a few minutes ago, probably looking for more alcohol.  I wanted to cut him off but I wasn't feeling too hot myself.  Coke doesn't contain alochol so I shouldn't be feeling like this.  I feel someone put an arm around my waist. 

"Having fun?"  I didn't recognize the guy.  I attempt to pull away but my reflexes were slowed.  Something was terribly wrong.  "Why don't we go upstairs?"  He whispers as he starts leading me back towards the house.

"No, I don't want to."  I tell him as I try to pull away again.  My reflexes were slowing down and I could feel my brain go foggy.  What was happening to me?

"Come on, you'll enjoy it."  He tells me and for a moment my brain feels like I'm safe.  I quickly snap out of it as I start to struggle.  I had enough control now to pull away slightly.  However, he pulls me closer and pretty much carries me upstairs.

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Luke's POV:

"Have you seen, Serenity?"  I ask Jason worriedly as I scan the dance floor for our Russian.  She was nowhere to be seen and to make matters worse, Jason was clearly wasted.  "You are cut off."  I snatch the bottle of beer from his hands and I manage to take his car keys.

"Have you seen, the new girl?"  I ask Cory as he passes with a wasted sophmore.  This party is getting out of hand.  My brother shakes his head no as he moves the girl inside.

"Peter took her upstairs."  A girl from the senior class tells me. 

I race up the stairs hoping i would get there before anything happened.  The door to my room was ajar and I heard Jeff and Peter joking inside.  I throw open the door.

"OUT!"  I pull them away from the unconscious girl.  The guys flee before they can do anymore damage or before I change my mind.  "Tsarina..."  I gently pick her up.  She didn't wake up but I could see her breathing so I knew she wasn't dead.

"Cory, call Jason's brother."  He springs into action when he sees Serenity.  He also grabs Jason so he would be at the front door when his brother arrived.

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I could hear everything happening around me but I couldn't move or open my eyes.  Luke found me before anything happened but I just wished he hadn't invited me.  However, he was my protector now as he craddles me in his arms.

"What the hell happened?"  I didn't recognize the voice.  "Is Serenity okay?"

"A few of the footballers gave her something.  Can your dad check her out?  I don't want anything to happen to her."  Luke hands me off to the new person.  "Also, Jason's wasted.  But he just needs to sleep it off."

"I'll let you know when my dad sees her.  You might want to get this party shut down though before someone gets hurt."

"I know," Luke replies.  "I was planning on calling the cops if people don't leave."

"Just be careful."  The guy puts me in the car and puts on my seat belt.   "If you can hear me, please say something."  He pleads with me in my mothertongue.

"Jason?"  I managed to get out the one word and he sighs in relief.  

"He's okay, tsarina."  He assures me.  "You're safe."  He puts his brother in the car and then drives off.  I felt myself coming to again.  The drugs should have lasted longer in my system but it could be my mutantions that are saving me.

I slowly adjust my seating position as we near Jason's house.  My head pounds angerily and I vow never to drink alcohol at another party.

"What happened?"  Jason's father asks as his son parks the vehicle and goes to my door to help me.  I wanted to get out on my own but the drugs weren't out of my system yet. 

"Someone drugged her, and your son's wasted."  The guy carries me inside and I lean my head against his chest tiredly.  My head was killing me and I knew from prior experience that coming out of this won't be easy.

"I don't like parties."  I inform them as they put me on a bed. 

"Do you have any clue about what drug?"  The son shakes his head.  "Sweetheart, I'm going to draw some blood and gets some fluids into you before we do anything else."  I nod as Jason's dad moves to go through the cabinets lining the wall.

I drifted in and out of consciouness for the next couple hours.  I started to feel better after falling asleep for sevearl hours and I even managed to sit up on my own.  Jason's dad and brother spent time rotating between watching me and watching Jason.  I was never left alone while I was unconscious.  It made me feel safe knowing they were watching over me.

The morning came too soon, and I had a horrible headache.  It probably wasn't as bad as Jason's but I might actually be winning this.

"Take it easy."  The brother tells me as I sit up. He watches me from the doorway. "How are you feeling?"  He asks and I shrug.  I then realize he's speaking my mother tongue.

"Wait, you speak russian?"  I look over at him and he smiles.  "Is Jason okay?"  I switch back to english even though he clearly speaks my language.

"He would be nursing a hangover but my father along with a lot of the track boys fathers, sent all of them out on a ten mile hike.  They should be back by dinner.  He motions for me to follow him.  I slowly get to my feet.

"THank you for picking us up last night."  I tell him as I slowly follow him.  He leads me towards the kitchen where Jason's dad is making breakfast.

"How are you feeling?"  He asks me as he puts a few pancakes on a plate then hands them to me.

"Headache, dizziness...normal things considering what happened last night."  I reply as I start to eat my pancakes.

"How much do you remember?"  He asks me.

"I blacked out when they started to lead me up the stairs.  I woke up in the car."  They study me waiting for me to tell them exactly what I remembered.  "Look, this isn't my first time around the ball park."  I tell them remembering the phrase from Luke.

"We're just worrying about you."  The brother tells me.

"Well, I'm fine."  I reply even though I really wasn't.  We sit there in silence as I fight the tears that wanted to slip down my cheeks.  I needed to be strong.  I couldn't cry every time something went wrong.  Where's the little girl who was tortured and beaten into submission?  I can't find her strength anymore.

"I was planning on heading into town, if you would like to join me."  The brother tells me and I nod, not wanting to be sitting around the house right now.  "We'll leave in thirty, if you want to take a shower..."  I nod because the smells from last night are clinging to my clothes.

"Don't push yourself too much today."  Jason's dad tells me.  "If you start feeling sick, come back here."  I agree to his terms before going into the bathroom to change into another set of clothes.

I let the hot water wash over me as I attempt to forget everything that happened.  Luke saved me from what could have happened but he shouldn't have had to save me.  Even Americans are vile people.

When I emerge from the shower, I feel a little better.  My hair falls in damp waves down my back.  It's been getting so long over these past couple months.  I study my reflection trying to find something about me that gave away all the pain I've experienced.  But, I couldn't.

My face was free of scars and even though my arms have scars covering them, they aren't as noticable as I used to think.  I guess time was healing all my wounds.

"Are you okay in there?"  Jason's brother asks and I quickly shove my things in my bag before emerging.  "Are you sure you're up to going to town?"

"Of course."