Soooo someone wanted a part two, and here it is!!!!
You groaned in pain as you woke up, it was a stupid idea to drink. The sun beams gave warmth to your bare legs. Suddenly you sat up, and looked around. Bucky's bed room. You looked over at the alarm. It read 8:45. You sighed and stood, Rick would be wondering where the hell you were. You're eyes darted to where Bucky's body was last night, but he wasn't there. You shrugged and continued to walk downstairs. Just as you were going to turn into the kitchen, you heard Tony, Steve, Bucky and Natasha talking in semi soft voices.
"She's in a abusive relationship! Who gives a flying fu- who cares if we just. Kill him?" Natasha proclaimed flipping some hair out of her eyes.
"Although I would love to just kill the guy, that's 1. Illegal and 2. I don't want Y/N to be upset." Steve replied.
"I like Natasha's plan better." Tony said biting down on a piece of toast. Y/N came out from around the corner.
"You guys are so complex, just let me get my stuff and get out." Bucky and the others turned. You walked over to the table, where they all sat. Bucky looked up at you.
"You hungover?" Tony asked, you nodded and he pushed two pills over.
"Thanks. So who's going to help me get my stuff?" Bucky stood quickly. "Let me get clothes on." Bucky sat down and Natasha stood following you. The two of you walked upstairs.
"Did you confess to Buck?" Nat asked walking closer behind you.
"Yes, I told him too much I think. He told you guys everything." You walk into Natasha's room and steal a black hoodie.
"You were drunk Y/N, don't blame yourself." You walk back out of the room and into Bucky's room to grab your leggings.
"I have to go, but I'll talk to you when I get back." You walked down the stairs and as you turned the corner you were met with a strong figure. The body stumbled backwards and you fall flat on your rear.
"Shit, Y/N sorry." Bucky holds out his gloved hand. You smile and take it as he lifts you up. Bucky wears a red long sleeve shirt and a jacket. A blue baseball cap is tightly on his head. Gloves over his hands as well.
"So do you want to go?" You ask realizing that you're hand is still grasping onto Bucky's. He nods and you start walking towards the door. When Steve comes around the corner you quickly drop Bucky's hand. You look away from Bucky and walk outside, knowing he would talk to Steve. It was chilly, and the clouds were hovering over the sun. About five minutes later Bucky walked outside next to you.
"You ready?" He asks, a soft smile resting on his face. You nod and walk down the sidewalk with him.
Within ten minutes your closer to Rick's apartment. Bucky had noticed that you hadn't spoke to him, and your face was filled with angst.
"You can talk to me, Y/N." His glove hand tipped your chin up so your eyes weren't focusing on the cement. You chuckled, and remembered the times you would do that to Buck. He grinned at the sound of your laugh.
"I'm scared Buck, I should of just told him I never loved him. I feel worse about not telling you about my feelings, even after." You clear your throat. "Ever since we made out, while I was still dating him." You laughed and pushed some hair out of your face.
"Shhh." Bucky pulled you close as you walked. "I don't think you shouldn't feel bad about anything. Y/N when we kissed that one time you honestly confessed all of the feelings." Then suddenly you were right in front of the menacing steps of the apartment. Bucky squeezed your hand.
You clicked the key in and walked inside, Rick turned as he seen you and Bucky walking in.
"Hey, um why are you holding hands with Barney?" Rick's voice rough.
"I'm leaving you Rick." You're voice determined, so you walked with Bucky still attached to you to the bedroom. Bucky grabbed your bookbag and handed it to you, as you threw clothes and dresses in two different bags Rick walked in.
"What the hell! Why are you leaving me?" Bucky stayed silent.
"You were mean to me, and I- I don't love you, I never really did." Rick gasped and walked closer to you, Bucky stood in the way.
"I bet you love this monster." Bucky tensed and you pushed Bucky's chest back so you were now in front of him. He looked down at you, one of your bags flung on his back.
"Buck's not a monster, you are." Tears wanted to spill over, but you stayed strong.
"You, Rick. You made me feel bad, gross about my self. Bucky has never even made me mad once. You don't know how to treat women, but Bucky. He's so much better than you. He's a real man." You jabbed Rick in the chest with your pointer finger. Bucky had a small smile resting on his face.
"I can't live without you, Y/N." You laughed and grabbed the other bag. Rick sat on the bed, tears falling quickly.
"I've wasted so many tears on you Rick, you don't deserve anymore." You grabbed Bucky's hand and walked out of the bedroom. Rick followed behind you, sobbing pathetically.
You opened the door and walked out, Bucky reached down for the shoes you asked him to grab.
"Have the ugly bitch, I don't care." Rick spat. Bucky slowly rose from his sitting position, he sauntered over to Rick. With one swift hit, Rick was holding his nose and on the ground weeping. Bucky turned, grabbed the shoes and walked out the door. You turned and looked up at him, a little confused.
"Thank you Bucky."
"No, thank you." You started walking home with him.
Once you made it back to the tower, you walked quickly to Bucky's room. Sitting the stuff down, Bucky shuffled behind you.
Bucky sat down on the bed and you followed.
"What You did today was very very awesome." Bucky remarked. "A little hot too." He joked. You nudged him.
"What did Rick say as we were leaving."
"Don't worry about it, doll." You nodded and snuggled into Bucky's chest.
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