Bucky Barnes had found refuge on a small farm in Montana two years ago.
It was there that the Winter Soldier seemed to disappear from his mind and Bucky was able to be himself again.
He fell in love with a young woman. Ray introduced him into a wo...
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chapter thirteen nightmares
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Ray's eyes were shut ever so lightly, her body relaxed into the soft bed underneath her. Her teeth sunk into her bottom lip, suppressing the moan inside of her that was dying to escape. Her hands, fisted in the covers, toes curled, back arched. The breath in her lungs never seemed to stay for very long. It seemed to disappear with every movement.
And when it finally came, her body filled with euphoria, her head hit the pillow once more and her gaze fell upon the white ceiling.
Soft kisses were pressed to her inner thighs before the blankets were lifted and the man between her legs moved from the floor. Ray, who's cheeks were ever so pink in blush, pulled the covers to shy away.
Though there needn't be a reason to shy away from the man that held her heart, and she knew that very well.
"I feel like I should return the favor." Her voice was only a whisper in the quiet room. She paused for only a moment, waiting for a snarky response.
Though when she didn't get one, she turned to look at the man in the bedroom with her.
Only it wasn't a man. It was a monster.
With black holes as eyes and a gaping mouth, the man stumbled towards the bed.
Ray couldn't keep the screams from falling from her lips and she moved backwards. Her back hit the wall and within a second a hand was wrapped around her throat.
She couldn't breathe. She was suffocating. Her throat was raw in pain, black spots filled her vision, and she could only accept that Death had finally caught up to her.
And then, she died.
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"Ray! Wake up." Bucky panicked. His hands were in her shoulders, trying to wake the sleeping girl. "Wake up, come on."
Ray's eyes were still closed, though muffled screams and protests kept coming from her mouth. A gleam of sweat was covering her body, and Bucky could see it even in the dark of the night.
Bucky tried one more time to shake her awake before he moved to the bed. His feet carried him to the door faster than ever, and soon he was yelling. "Help! Someone help me! Steve!"
At the sound of rough movement from the bed, the former Solider turned in time to watch as Ray slipped into a seizure. "Oh my God." He mumbled to himself.
