Chapter thirty-seven - night terrors

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Brandy's POV:
I am currently cuddled into Bucky's side and mumbling a song to him quietly.

Stumble in, fighting spin.

If you don't you're falling on your face again.

Tumble down, roll around.

And you know that everything is moving now.

So lately I, wonder why, run or hide.

Oh, and when I do, I'm sure I'll end up moving too.

A suit and tie, sell or buy, laugh or cry.

What's a guy to do when nothing's standing still for you.

So many angles so many lines.

So many ways to see the sunrise.

Everything moves everything pulses.

Everything lies in the eyes of you.

Everything moves everything pulses.

Everything lies in the eyes of you.

Everything lies in the eyes of you.

In the eyes of you, in the eyes of you.

Ramble on, chug along.

And if the beats stops thumping man than something's wrong.

Ignore it son, it's just a song.

But I can see your white knuckled hand from holding on.

So lately I, wonder why, we rely, on the sure thing.

It's too d___ comforting.

To stay alive, overdrive, till we find something new, to keep the pulse alive in you.

So many angles so many lines.

So many ways to see the sunrise.

Everything moves everything pulses.

Everything lies in the eyes of you.

Everything moves everything pulses.

Everything lies in the eyes of you.

Everything lies in the eyes of you.

In the eyes of you, in the eyes of you.

Even though I don't know quite what to do.

Time shows what we know is hardly ever true.

I'd rather have than never have the spinning room.

The feeling that I move.

No more standing still at your will, but you can try until you see the motions moving you.

Everything moves everything pulses.

Everything lies in the eyes of you.

Everything moves everything pulses.

Everything lies in the eyes of you.

Everything lies in the eyes of you.

Everything lies in the eyes of you.

Everything lies in the eyes of you.

In the eyes of you, in the eyes of you.

In the eyes of you.

He pulls me close to his chest, and I can tell we were both shaking.

Nightmares don't treat either of us well.

I lean into his chest, and he puts his head on mine. I feel tears threatening to fall from my eyes, but I hold them back.

I feel cold drops, drop into my hair and I look up and see tears falling down Bucky's face.

I turn around fully and grab his face in both of my hands.

He looks up at me, and more tears fall down his face.

" D-dont cry..." My voice is shakey. I feel tears fall and begin to pool down my face.

He pulls my hands away, and clutches me close again and wipes my tears.

I hug him close as well and we both silently cry.

<The next day because I'm too lazy(。•̀ᴗ-)✧>

We walk into the kitchen and see the others. Our eyes were puffy and red from crying, and we had fallen asleep.

Steve looked over at us and frowned.

" What's wrong with you two?" I sat down next to Peter and laid my head down.

" A wonderful thing called night terrors has blessed us." I growl sarcastically.

Peter pats my shoulder with a gentle smile. Bucky takes a seat on the other side of me, and lays his head down too.

" Well aren't you two rays of sunshine today?" Tony jokes and I hide my face in my arms.

" What were y'all's nightmares about?" Peter asked quietly and I tense.

Bucky glances at me and I glance back.

" We-well um... m-mine was uh...." My words tremble just as much as I did.

" About th-that place.... wh-when I first c-came.." I say almost a whisper.

I curl into myself and stare in front of me. Steve takes a seat where I was looking and looked at us concerned.

" When she first came to Hydra, sh-she was what? Th-three?" Bucky's voice shook less than mine.

I look up slightly and see everyones gaze on me.

I curl into myself more and feel tears well up in my eyes, threatening to fall.

" Why didn't you tell us?" Mama Spiders voice was quiet and sad.

" I-it w-w-wouldn't have m-mattered..." I stutter quietly and feel a tear fall. Then another. Then another.

Bucky pulls my chair closer to him and hugged me close, wiping my tears.

I could feel everyone's gaze peircing through me. And it scared me.

" Why would you think that?" Steve's voice surprises me after a couple of minutes of silence.

" I-I don't kn-know..." I mumble and a voice growls in my head.

Stop acting like a baby, and become your age!

Stop crying, your fine!

Stop being so useless, and stop lying!

I feel more tears fall down. The voice was right.

But I couldn't. I couldn't stop crying.

More tears fell after the last, and all I could do was lean on Bucky.

Bucky. The only person who was keeping my sanity in check. The person who I suffered so many years with.

I feel his grip around me grip me stronger. And he whispered reassuring things into my ear.

Peter leaned in and hugged me as well. Soon everyone was hugging us close and mumbling reassurance.

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