I lay on my bed, my pencil scratching memories into the paper. I don't want to forget. He is laying beside me, his nose in a book Bruce gave him. We don't speak. He hardly starts conversations anymore, and I never did. We just sit here.
I trace my finger over the bump on my arm where they stuck tubes in me. Filled my veins up so I didn't die. Every now and then I wish they hadn't.
"You been seeing Dr. Harriman?"
"No." I murmur. "Have you?
"Fair enough."
He glances up at me for a moment, thinking he goes unnoticed. I watch the snow fall.
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An Attempt at Sunshine (Winter Soldier) (Marvel)
Fanfiction[I keep seeing ghosts. They whisper and scream and cry and I do not understand. I think I am a ghost too.] My debut fanfic! How exciting! Just a little Marvel for you my dears- have fun! NOTE: PLEASE PLEASE read the dates before each section!!!! Th...
