Lonely Nights (Steve Rogers One Shot)

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I stared at my ceiling for the fourth time that night. I was all alone in the cozy house that I shared with my boyfriend, Steven Rogers or as he is famously known Captain America. I've been with Steve for about a year now, and he's been the best thing that has happened to me. However, with him being Captain America and all, sometimes he has to be away on missions. And tonight was one of those nights; Steve's been away on a mission going on a week now and I've been missing him like crazy. He would call to check in but the conversation would be extremely short. Whenever he's away for a long period like this, my mind begins to... wander.

I never liked being by myself for too long, even when I was a kid. I would start to feel depressed and my heart would swell with sadness. I would feel lonely to put it simply. I would try to do things to get my mind off of it: listen to music, train in the gym, paint. But this time nothing seemed to work. I missed Steve so much it was killing me. I sighed deeply after a failed attempt to listen to music to ease my nerves. I picked up my cell phone and called Steve. I needed to hear his voice.

The phone rang twice before I heard his voice at the end of the receiver.

“Hello?”

“Hi Steve. Are you busy?”

Steve's voice sounded chipper at the other end. “Oh Raina, I always have time to speak to my favorite girl. How are you?”

I felt my eyes swell with tears and a lump formed in my throat. I swallowed and took a deep breath before I spoke again. “I'm okay.”

Steve frowned. “Are you sure? You don't sound okay.”

I gave a forced chuckle as I blinked back tears. “Yeah I'm fine. Honestly.”

“Raina, don't lie to me. I know when something's up. Baby, tell me what's wrong. Please.” Steve sounded extremely concerned.

I put the phone down next to me then I wiped my face. Steve could always tell when someone is hurting; it's like a gift of his. He would always want someone to tell him what's wrong so he could do what he can to try and fix it. It was one of the reasons why I fell in love with him. I let a few tears fall from my face before I picked up the phone again.

“Raina? Are you still there?” Steve asked with worry.

“I'm here,” my voice began to crack. “I… just had a bad day is all.”

“Do you wanna talk about it? Maybe I can help.”

Another lump formed in my throat and my breath quivered. “I miss you,” I whispered.

“Huh?” Steve asked. “Raina I can't hear you.”

I gave a shaky sigh; the tears now falling heavily from my face. “Steve I miss you. More than you can imagine. I know you're on a mission and you can handle yourself but it hurts to be away from you.”

Steve gave a sad smile. “Oh honey I miss you too. And I know the feeling, I don't like being away from you either.”

I started to cry harder. “It's worse this time. My head won't stop with the depressing thoughts and no matter what I do to try and ease my thoughts, they just get stronger. I miss your touch; I miss your voice. Steve… I really miss you and I feel so lonely. I just wish you were here.” My voice cracked as I tried to hold back my tears but to no avail.

“Raina, darling, please don't cry.” I heard the pain behind Steve's voice as I continued to cry. “It'll be okay. I promise.” All of a sudden, the line went dead as Steve hung up the phone. My heart shattered as I cried into my pillow.

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