Title of story: Scars (Part 1)
Type of story: Very sad
Trigger warning!!! Talk about self harm! You have been warned!
Word count: 578.
Song of choice: Hold on by: Chord Overstreet .
Author note: Someone asked me to write about this but they wished to not be tagged. PLEASE, if you have a problem with self harm DON'T READ! And if you have struggles with this yourself in the past or now I'm always here to talk. 💗
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Just like rhythm and song go together, Bucky and Steve go together. This is how it is and always will be. Not even 70 years could break them apart. The only problem is, they both refused to admit they love each other more then friends. Though all of the pain and sorrow, they always found each other and yet they still can't to find the words 'I love you' when ever they try to confess.
Since Bucky got back from hydra, after all of those years it left scars. Not scars on the outside but on the inside. Steve has tried to get Bucky to talk, tried to help him in anyway but Bucky just won't. Steve can tell Bucky is hurting but he just can't get him to talk. Day after day Steve tries to get him to talk, he just says "I'm fine" and either changes the topic or leaves the room. Steve loves Bucky with all of his heart and to see him like this hurts him.
It was just another night. It was about 3am when Bucky started to have a nightmare but this one got bad. Steve was on a mission all day so he was passed out on the couch, never making it to his room. Around 3:30 Bucky woke up, panicking, sweating, trying to get set on reality. As Bucky sat there tears began to welled up in his eyes. Bucky's hands turned into his hands turned into fists out of anger, not at him past but at himself.
Bucky then got out of the covers, got off the bed and walked into the bathroom. With his hands still shaking, he opened up the bathroom cabinets and pulled out his Razer blade. Bucky lifted up his sleeve, revealing his upper bicep, also revealing past scars from such nights like this. As he ran the blade over his arm, seeing the blood slowly seep through the cut a tear fell from his eye. Bucky knew cutting himself was not right but the pain he felt on the inside was to much to bear on his own. Bucky made another cut then sat the Razer blade down. He stood there looking into the morrow at all of the past scars and now the soon to be scars.
*5 minutes ago*
Steve woke up on the couch. At first forgot why he was on the couch then he remembered he fell asleep. Steve laid there for a minute before getting up and walking to him room. Before he went to bed, he wanted to check on Bucky. As Steve walked into Bucky room, he saw Bucky was not in bed then he saw Bucky's bathroom door open.
*Present time*
As Steve walked into the bathroom, he saw the blood runing down Bucky's arm. "Bucky?" Steve asked in almost a whisper, "Steve?!" Bucky replayed pulling back down his shirt.
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End of part one.
A/N
Hello babies,
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