Storm Of Pain (Bucky X Reader)

Ray

"James, Hazel, get out here right now!" Ray screamed. Ray was meant to be our foster carer, but he was no carer at all. All he ever did was get drunk and beat me and Bucky. Bucky wiped the tears from his eyes and I wiped the tears from mine. We stood up, looked at each other and sighed. When would our suffering ever end? We walked out of the closet into the living room to reveal a smashed vase and blood on the carpet from mine and Bucky's beatings. "James get here now!" Ray shouted. He let go of my hand and walked towards Ray. "My name is Bucky, not James." Bucky whispered to Ray. It was true. Bucky's real name was James Buchanan Barnes, so we all just shortened 'Buchanan' and called him Bucky. He hated being called James.

The next thing I knew Ray had pulled his fist back and punched Bucky in the face. He fell to the ground and landed on his back. "How dare you speak to me that way!" screamed Ray. I couldn't stand still any longer. I ran up and knelt down beside Bucky. "And you, you're just a stupid, little girl!" Ray picked me up by my hair. I put my hand on his arm to try and get him off of me but his grip on my hair only tightened. He threw me to the ground. My head hit the corner of the coffee table. I fell to the floor in pain.

I crawled back up towards Bucky. I put my hand on his chest and shook him gently. Ray sniggered and walked into the other room, disgustingly proud of his actions. "Bucky, come on, you have to wake up." I whispered to him while I gently shook him. There was a sudden movement in his hand and then his eyes slowly flickered open. The recent punch from Ray had cut his lip open and there was blood dripping down his face. He smiled at me. "You look terrible." he joked as I slowly helped lift him to his feet. Once he was up I steadied him and then walked him back to the closet.