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Man Of Her Dreams

This was my entry for reedsy prompts 😬👀 but I just edited it a Lil bit and decided to post it here too💃 Hope you guys like it ❤

STEVE ROGERS X READER

Prompt: You thought he was dead, but there he is, right in front of you on the street, smiling at you.

Warnings: dark-ish (kinda), creepy plot 🤷‍♀️👀 (shitty writing...)

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She was walking on the road in the middle of the night. It was becoming a routine, the night terrors didn't let her sleep. He wasn’t in her life anymore but his thoughts were always there.

She couldn’t understand why she was always thinking about him? Did she miss him? Or was he just keeping his promise to never leave her alone? 

Whatever it was, it was making her insane. She wanted to forget him and move on with her life but the scars he left on her mind wouldn’t fade away. 

She kept walking aimlessly with his thoughts in mind. The cool air felt pleasant against her bare arms. The moonlight guided her through the path. No one was there at that hour. 

Suddenly she heard the leaves crunching from my left. She looked around to see someone was there but just met with trees leading to the path of darkness. 

She ignored it and continued walking, thinking it would be some animal. But the sound came again and this time it was footsteps. 

She turned in the direction of the source. Still nothing in view. She felt goosebumps forming on her skin which she didn’t know were from the chilly air or the scary scenarios her mind was making up. 

She blamed the breeze and took a step towards the darkness, ignoring her brain's warnings.

She took a breath and a few more steps, “hello?” 

When no reply came she decided to return. But suddenly a figure appeared. A man with his back towards her. He was wearing a suit. 

She frowned seeing him there. Maybe he was lost, she thought. But before she could ask him anything he slowly turned towards her, showing his face. 

Her heart stopped beating the moment she saw his face. The small amount of moonlight peeking through the leaves of trees was making him look scarier. 

He was standing there with a smile on his face. His piercing blue eyes felt reaching her soul. She should have run seeing the man she thought to be dead six months ago but was he really there or it was just an illusion. 

She kept staring at him waiting for him to disappear. “Did you miss me sweetheart?” he said, taking a step towards her.

She involuntarily took a step back. And all of a sudden she was six months back when he was alive. She was telling herself it was just a dream and she was just about to wake up. But he was coming nearer every minute. He never spoke to her or came near me in my dreams before. 

And before he could come closer and step in her personal space and she ran, just like she used to do before. She turned and tried to run when her head hit his chest. He was there standing right in front of her with calm expressions. 

She looked back behind in disbelief, how could he do that? He chuckled as if he could read her

“You think you can escape from me? You can’t get rid of me sweetheart just accept it,” he said tracing her cheek with his hand. 

She hissed the moment he touched her, his contact was burning her skin. She tried to move away but he held her wrist with a painful grip. 

Tears came out of her eyes, “please...let me go” she begged again, just like she used to do before. He shook his head. 

“You thought killing me would make you free huh? But look at you now. You are still the same, still fear me. I’m still here with you but with a stronger effect on you now. So thank you for murdering my darling” he said laughing at me.

She trembled to hear his words. “I...I didn’t kill you” she whispered, shaking her head. 

“Oh, you did. Remember when you hit me with a vase and then kept stabbing me with a skewer. 

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" Steve, please... I’m sorry” she begged him. But he only ignored her and moved towards her with a belt in his hand. 

He tsk, “you should have thought about it before but you were too busy being a disrespectful bitch. Now c’mon take your punishment like a good girl” 

She took a vase in her hand which only made her receive a sinister smile from him. “Really, you gonna hit me with this now” he came near her, ready to strike with the belt but the adrenaline rushing through her veins gave her the power to hit the vase on his head. 

He cursed at her seeing blood coming out of his head. He stumbled trying to catch her but his vision started to blur and made him fall on the ground. She looked at him and moved towards him with reluctant steps. A skewer in her hand ready to defend herself if he moved. 

. 

She felt a proud feeling seeing him on the floor with a cracked open head. He wasn’t unconscious completely and tried to grab her, seeing her standing over his head. Without thinking anything, she started to stab her weapon in his guts, letting all her frustrations out on him. 

When he stopped moving, her movements also stopped. She was breathing heavily and fell on her knees beside him. 

Tears came out of her eyes seeing the man she once thought to love.

The man who kept her as a prisoner in the form of wife, just to let out his frustrations. But she was free now.

It felt peaceful, the silence, a few minutes without being terrified.

But that feeling didn’t last long and her life became more miserable than before

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Her head was pounding and breaths getting shallow every second. “I… I didn't” she was repeating that again and again, trying to convince herself more than him. 

He just stood there laughing at her, mockingly. She took her head in hands, screaming in pain. A few minutes later everything stopped. His maniac laugh, her painful screams. 

She looked up and found no one in sight. What was that she didn't understand. Was that a dream, an illusion. Was she just assuming things because of her fear? 

The only thing she knew, that she was becoming insane. No matter what it was, her fear or his ghost, he was still with her, somehow.

She couldn’t get freedom from the man which she once thought to be the man of my dreams. He would always be there if not physically present in her life than in her dreams…