I woke up and Bruce was to the side of me, I had secretly locked myself back to the bedpost in the night, I didn't want to risk anything.
I looked at the time it was 6am, until all of a sudden I felt sick, I quickly unlocked my handcuffs from the bed and made my way to the bathroom and threw up.
Why does this keep happening.I took a deep breath and got back up and decided to go downstairs to get a drink.As i was downstairs I noticed someone was sat there alone.I moved closer until i realised who it was.It was Bucky.
I walked into the room without a sound but he sensed I was there.I made my way nearer to the sink to get a drink until he grunted heavily and I froze in the spot.It wasn't Bucky, it was the soldier.
He stared at me directly in the eyes as I looked into his eyes, full of death and horror.He stood up.
"Bucky?"I said anxiously.He growled.
This is not good.
He slowly started marching towards me which i slowly retreated to.Until i hit a wall.He came closer and closer until i realised what he had picked up in his hand.A knife.
"B-bucky"I repeated but he continued coming closer and closer, until he was practically on top of me.He slowly moved his hand with the knife up to my throat and i just watched his every move taking deep breaths.
He was just watching me and what i would do, because if i did anything, i would be dead.
Clint then walked in the room.
"Nat?"He said, confused at the dimly lit kitchen.
I then saw the face on Bucky's face change.
"Clint leave"I stated.
"Nat i knew you were into some kinks, but holy shit".He said laughing.
"Clint this is not a fucking joke, he's the soldier you need to leave."I responded quickly still looking into his eyes.
"I'm not leaving you, he has a knife to your throat"Clint exclaimed.
He growled even louder.
"Clint!".
He took his arm away from me and was about to throw it at Clint until i caught his arm making it fall out of his hand.He instead went for me as i fell to the ground, i swear his eyes glimmered red for a second.
"Nat!"Clint shouted.
"I told you to fucking leave"I shouted back as i tried to dodge his attack.
"I'm not letting you die,"He replied.
"Well i think i'm about to now."I spat back angrily trying to hold Bucky off me.
Then Steve came into the room hearing all the shouting.
Now we were in that same exact position. He had picked up the knife and held it to my throat just watching me.
"Bucky"Steve shouted, running up to me.
"No stop"I replied back and he stood in his spot.
"What the fuck is going on?"Tony then shouted hearing the commotion.
"James, let go"I replied hoping that would work. He growled again.
I slowly started lowering his knife but then Steve walked towards us again and he suddenly threw his fist at me but I dodged it and it broke a hole in the wall.
"Not the walls"Tony shouted annoyed.
He growled as I scrambled away and chased after me until Bruce shouted "Bucky"and he quickly turned around and marched after him. Steve quickly ran up to him and tackled him to the ground, hitting him hard enough to get out of his trance.
