Manipulation [Bucky Barnes Fic]

My name is Ruth Costa and I am twelve years old. I was abused and traumatized because of my past, which led me to find the one of the most dangerous things in Romania, all because I broke into an "abandoned" apartment for food.

The Winter Soldier stared at me from the doorway, plums in a clear plastic bag in his gloved hands. I held his candy bars and other fruits I found in the fridge. We both stared at each other. I don't know if I should run, give them back, or start bawling, because I feel that all three of those options were pretty good.

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