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buckybarnesappreciationsociety · 7 years ago

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Didn’t Mean To Hurt You

Summary: This is part 2 of “You’re Not My Dad” Bella’s receives a dose of reality!

Word Count:1,339

Warnings: Swearing, angst, stern lecture

A/N: Thank you for reading not only part 1, but any of my fics. Your support and encouragement means a lot.

HUGE THANK YOU TO @omalleysgirl22, my friend and beta

COLD, HARD FACTS

Y/N and Bucky practically ran every traffic light heading to La Guardia. He asked his wife to drive because his nerves were frazzled. She tried to calm him down. Feelings of relief and anger coursed through both their bodies. How could Bella do this to them? What was she thinking?

Upon arrival in the basement, the sign on the wall indicated they were in the right place. Inhaling and exhaling, Bucky opened the door to see a disheveled Bella, face stained with tears. Y/N sat beside Bella, who laid her head on her mother’s shoulder and whimpered. Bucky grabbed the chair.next to his wife with a pained expression.

The detective turned to them and spoke, “Isabella, I wanted to wait until your parents arrived before I spoke in depth to you.” Bella straightened in the chair.

Det. Scarborough handed Isabella 5 pictures. Looking at him with brows furrowed, she asked who were these girls.

The silver haired detective turned his steely gaze towards Bella. “Those pictures you’re holding are girls who ran away from home. The youngest being 11 years old. Her mother said one night, the girl snuck out of the house. Her body was found in a wooded area not far from where she lived.”

Bella gasped. He continued. “The other photos are of girls who were either killed or sold as sex slaves. Do you understand what I’m telling you?” She nodded ‘yes.’

Bucky seized the opportunity to speak, “Isabella, you may be upset with us about god knows what, but running away wasn’t a smart thing to do. Your mom, Tony, Nat, Wanda, Sam, Steve and Steven were worried out of our minds. D’ya even care what’cha done to us?”

“Yessir,” as she played with her fingers. Det. Scarborough gave her one final dose of wisdom. “Young lady, you have two parents who love you very much. Before you decide to run away again, talk to them. And if they’re busy, I’m quite certain there’s someone at home who’s more than willing to sit down and help you hash things out. If you don’t feel like talking, write a letter, but don’t you ever do that again. You took a huge risk Isabella. Next time you might not be so lucky. Mr. and Mrs. Barnes, you may take her home. I believe the three of you need to talk.” Bucky and Y/N thanked Det. Scarborough profusely.

The car ride home remained silent. It was 1: 45 a.m. and everyone was tired, in need of a shower, food and sleep.

Y/N instructed Bella to take a shower and grab something to eat. “I’m not hungry mom. Just gonna go to bed. Goodnight dad.” Bucky didn’t say anything. His look of disappointment spoke volumes.

Bucky remained silent for the remainder of the night. For the time being, sleep eluded him so he opted to beat the hell out of a few heavy bags. Y/N was too drained. She showered and climbed into bed. Once her head hit the pillow, she entered into a fitful sleep.

MOMENT OF TRUTH

Isabella slept until 11:45 a.m. Stretching her aching arms and legs, it was time to face her parents.

With a sheepish expression on her face, Bella approached the living room where Bucky and Y/N were waiting. She sat in the chair opposite them and hung her head.

Y/N spoke first. “Well young lady, would you like to tell us what brought that stunt on?”

Sighing deeply, Bella talked to her parents. “I’m sorry, I-I.” Before she could finish, Bucky cut her off, raising his voice, “You’re sorry?! Is that all you have to say for yourself?! Do you have any idea how angry I am right now?!” Y/N laid a gentle hand on his arm, “Calm down sweetheart. Please.”

Bella regained her composure. “It all started one day while I was in my free period at school. I got a call from my ‘non-dad’s’ mother. She told me that mom caused him to leave us because she cheated and he thought I wasn’t his daughter.” Fire and brimstone rose in Y/N’s eyes. The metal plates in Bucky’s arm shifted, as he clinched his fist.

“Continue” was all the Y/N could muster.

“After that, they’d call me and talk. I didn’t know what to do. I was so mad at you. To make things worse, some kids were whispering about dad, saying he’s a cold blooded monster. I tried to defend you but they just laughed at me. All I could do was run to the restroom, lock myself in a stall and cry.” Now, tears were falling all around the room.

Bucky cleared his throat, “Bella, you shouldn’t have went through this alone. Haven’t we always told you if you ever needed to talk to us, we’re here for you?”

Wiping her eyes, Bella nodded. “Can you ever forgive me? I’ve caused both of you pain and it wasn’t right. Instead of talking, I got mad and didn’t ask for the truth.”

Bucky opened his arms and Bella ran to him. “You’ll always be my dad and I love you. All that stuff I said before wasn’t true. I’m begging you to forgive me, please?”

Her understanding dad replied, “Bella, I’m not gonna lie sweetheart, you hurt me and your mom. What those folks told’ya ‘bout your mom were lies and you should’a come to us.”

Breaking from her dad’s loving arms, Bella announced, “I know and mom, I’ll never listen to them again. Even before you married dad, you took care of me by yourself. I had clothes, food and we even went on picnics to the zoo and aquarium.

I’ll never forget that.”

Y/N listened attentively as Bella repeated her remorse like a prayer. “I forgive you but you’re grounded until further notice and I’m confiscating your phone and laptop. Uncle Tony will buy you a new phone, but it’ll be programmed with only our numbers. I decide if any of your friends are allowed to call. You’ll go to school and come home, do your homework. Also, I’m buying you a journal. Instead of lashing out, write it down. Do you understand the gravity of what you’ve done?”

“Yes ma’am I do,” she slumped in the chair. “Also, would you please call me Izzy? Bella doesn’t exist. She never did, And dad, if you’ll have me, I’d love to be your Sugar Plum.”

A bright smile appeared on his face.

Bucky and Y/N told her to grab some food and go to her room. Izzy looked at her parents with doe eyes.

Wanda took Steven to school, so he didn’t witness what occurred between last night and this morning.

Y/N grabbed her phone. “It’s time to call those asshat’s and let them have it. How dare they taint our daughter’s mind with bullshit!” Bucky agreed, “Give’um pure hell doll.”

With a devilish smirk on her face, Y/N said, “Oh don’t you worry, dear husband. By the time I’m finished, they’ll be looking over their shoulders walking down the street. And I’m calling from Izzy’s phone!”

Bucky kissed Y/N deeply before she left the room.

Although Izzy deeply hurt him, Bucky would rather be hurt than not have her in his life. The source of her anger were folks manipulating her feelings. The tongue lashing Detective Scarborough gave her really hit home. All those girls either dead or sex slaves. He thanked whatever god it is Izzy wasn’t one of them.

Life as they knew it had been shaken to the core. But love outweighs hate in this family. Izzy was home, safe. Now, let the healing begin.

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