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Hot tears poured down your face as rage and anguish gripped your heart like a vice. Your boyfriend, Bucky, hadn’t even noticed you enter his room. Probably because he was too busy sucking face with the other girl in his bed. The photo frame with a picture of you both shattered as it smashed into the wall just beside Bucky’s head. They both tore apart in an instant and whipped around to see you seething in the doorway.
“James Buchanan Barnes, we are over.” you ground out. Before either one could say a word you were already slamming the door. A fresh wave of tears swept over you as you bolted to your room.
“You should probably leave.” Bucky said. Honestly, he couldn’t even remember the girl’s name. He rolled over and ignored her as she put her clothes back on.
“It was for the best. She was going to find out anyways.” Addy, he recalled, said. She gave him a kiss before she grabbed her purse and left.
Bucky rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. Little did you know that his own heart was slowly being ripped in half. This had to be the most difficult thing he had ever done. Fighting Nazis and losing his arm was a piece of cake compared to this. Bucky had been planning this moment for a while now, and it was just as painful as he thought it would be. Addy was just some girl he picked up in a bar. She was just another chess piece in Bucky’s plan. He didn’t have any feelings for her. You were the one and only person he loved, and that’s why he had to do this. Bucky couldn’t lose you, not after the Hydra scare a couple of weeks ago.
Steve and Natasha were training in the gym when they heard the commotion on the next floor. After hearing the shattering of glass and doors slamming they rushed up to investigate. They arrived at Bucky’s door just as Addy was leaving. Nat narrowed her eyes seeing the disheveled clothes and smeared lipstick. Steve didn’t fail to notice it either. The girl gripped her purse tighter and hurried down the hall, heels in hand.
“He fucking didn’t.” Steve groaned.
“He fucking did. I’m going to Y/N’s room.” she hissed. Her heels clicked quickly on the linoleum as Steve shoved into his best friend’s room. Bucky was still in the same position. Steve made his way over to stand over him. He didn’t even seem to acknowledge the blond super soldier in his room, empty eyes still focused on the little bumps on the ceiling.
“What the hell did you do, Buck?” Steve said. This finally captured the brunette’s attention. He looked over at Steve with empty eyes.
“I protected her.” he whispered turning to stare at the ceiling again. Steve’s eyes widened and he sat down on the bed, leaning towards the other man.
“Are you fucking serious?” he growled. Taken aback by this sudden change in his friend, Bucky sat up. “If this is about the Hydra incident a couple weeks ago I swear to God.” Steve said lowly. Bucky looked away and fiddled with his hands.
“Dammit, Bucky! You of all people should know that this is the worst possible plan you could come up with! This will literally kill her. How could you be so stupid?” he raged jumping up and pointing a finger at the ex-assassin. All the brunette could do was sit there wide-eyed as his friend screamed at him.
“Fix this, or worse things are going to happen. You know how much the team loves Y/N, and you’re lucky it’s only me and Nat here right now. Just wait until the rest of the team shows up and sees Y/N like this.” Steve spit as he turned and rushed out of the room. Bucky winced as his door was slammed yet again.
“Y/N? Honey, it’s me. Can I come in?” Natasha urged softly.
“Friday, please let her in.” you asked the AI system. You were sitting cross-legged on the bed, staring out the window across from you. Natasha walked in and gasped at the wrecked state of your room. Anything that could be smashed or broken was.
“Sweetie, what happened?” Natasha came up behind you on the bed and wrapped your arms around you.
“I found him in bed with some other bitch.” you said simply. It was like you were talking about somebody else’s experience. You didn’t feel like this was actually happening to you. Everything was just so fucking numb.
“Don’t worry I’ll kick his ass for you. If you need anything just let me know.” she said gently. Natasha could tell that you were the type that just needed time and space to recover.
You could only nod. You weren’t really hearing what she was saying anyways. You didn’t even realize Nat wasn’t there anymore until she was already down the hall talking to Steve.
“Friday, please deny any more visitors for today.” you said burrowing into your fluffy duvet and shoving a pillow over your head.
“Yes, ma’am.” the electronic voice said.
“For once, I’m not really sure what to do, Steve.” Natasha bit her lip as she paced back and forth in the hallway.
“Bucky is going to have to fix this one on his own. Us meddling in this won’t help Y/N at all.” Steve crossed his arms and shook his head.
“What if he doesn’t though? You know how Y/N is.” Natasha threw her hands in the air, exasperated.
“We’ll just have to trust Buck does the right thing.” he said furrowing his eyebrows and staring longingly at his friend’s door.
The next couple of weeks just got worse and worse for you. It seemed every time you entered a room Bucky made sure that you saw him all over his new girl, Addy. The way he held her and looked at her drove you further into despair. Bucky used to do all of that to you.
It got even worse at one of Tony’s parties. Bucky made sure that you were watching him and Addy grind on each other as they danced in the middle of the room. Tears welled up in your eyes as he held her jaw tenderly and leaned down to kiss her plump lips. In an instant you were choking back a sob and running for the elevator.
Bucky peeked over his shoulder just in time to see you turn and run out of the room. He sighed and broke away from Addy to make his way over to the bar to order himself something stiff. Steve had told him to fix this, but he had already gone too far. Bucky would rather die than put you in danger. He couldn’t risk your life.
Natasha narrowed her eyes as Y/N stormed out of the room, having seen the whole thing. She gave Steve, who had also seen everything, a nod before running for the elevator. The assassin didn’t even bother to knock when she got to your door. When she entered your room you were curled up in a tight ball on the bed. In an instant the redhead was cuddling you and whispering soothing words into your ears as she stroked your hair away from your face.
“Why? Why am I not good enough for him, Nat?” you sobbed. She squeezed you tighter against her chest at that and sighed.
“That’s the problem, you’re actually too good for him, honey.” she said with a sad smile.
After that night, you absolutely refused to leave your room. When the team began to notice, Steve and Natasha had to break down and tell them what happened. Obviously, everyone was ready to skin Bucky alive after the news broke, but they knew you wouldn’t want them to fight. Instead, they decided to spoil you.
“Please, Y/N, I picked this movie out just for you!” Tony pleaded through the door. You hesitated, even though you were starting to miss hanging out with the team. They were your best friends and team mates, and you hadn’t seen them since before your heart was shattered.
“Will Bucky be joining us?” you said wincing at his name.
“Hell no, I sent his ass on a solo mission.” he huffed. Apparently Tony had heard the news, and if he heard then that means the whole team knew. Since everyone knew, then you just knew they were going to treat you like a fragile, little princess. You thought for a moment and bit your lip. Maybe that wouldn’t be such a bad thing, after all. With a sigh, you cracked open the door to see Tony fiddling with the DVD case. When he saw you looking at him he perked up and smiled.
“What God awful movie did you pick out this time?” you said with a shaky smile.
“I’ll take that as a yes!” Tony grinned as he dragged you out of your dark room.
For the first time in weeks, you felt a smile creep up on your face. You were wrapped up in a big, fluffy blanket surrounded by your friends while watching your favorite show. Tony had indeed picked out a shitty movie, but after it ended he had immediately switched over to Netflix and turned onSupernatural. You leaned up against Sam’s shoulder as you watched the other Sam, Sam Winchester, on the screen. You even managed to chuckle at a few jokes here and there. Everyone’s eyes were on you, but you ignored them and let yourself be enveloped in the world playing on the screen. After a while you brought your glass up to your lips just to realize that it was already empty. When practically everyone jumped to go get you a refill you shook your head.
“I’m an adult, guys. I can pour my own drinks.” you chuckled before unwrapping yourself from the blanket burrito.
You had just placed the pitcher of pink lemonade back into the fridge when you heard a thud behind you. You whipped around only to see Bucky pushing Addy up against the bar as they both made out furiously. Your breath caught in your throat as his smoldering gaze met yours over her shoulder. Suddenly, your drink was forgotten and you were stalking over to them.
“That must have been some mission, Buck.” you hissed and shoved his shoulder so hard that he was now facing you. Before he could say another word you decked him in the face as hard as you could. Addy screamed but shut up as soon as you glared at her. She would definitely be next if she opened her mouth again.
“I got done early.” he said spitting blood. You had successfully busted his lip wide open.
“So you decided to bring her back here and rub it in my god damn face some more?” you screamed lunging for him again. But strong arms wrapped around you before you could get to him.
“I’m sorry, Lady Y/N.” Thor said sadly as the rest of the Avengers filled the room. You struggled against the god’s arms in vain. The red was slowly leaving your vision as despair began to flood your heart again. You slumped over in Thor’s arms, your hair covering your face as tears began to trickle down your cheeks. In that moment you knew that you would never be whole again, because Bucky had stolen a piece of your heart, and he had smashed it right in front of you, repeatedly.