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YOU CALL ME AGAIN DRUNK IN YOUR BENZ DRIVING HOME UNDER THE INFLUENCE

YOU SCARED ME TO DEATH BUT I'M WASTING MY BREATH CAUSE YOU ONLY LISTEN TO YOUR FUCKING FRIENDS

I DON'T RELATE TO YOU, I DON'T RELATE TO YOU NO. CAUSE I'D NEVER TREAT ME THIS SHITTY

YOU MADE ME HATE THIS CITY

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Medicine

Do you remember what your mom did when you were sick as a kid?

She would rush to the nearest pharmacy, and grab you that red box with “Children’s Tylenol” written in bold white letters on the front. The flavor had to be grape of course… because we all knew that it was the best. When she got home from work she would rip the plastic sealing off the top, and pour 15 mL of that delicious purple liquid in the little plastic cup that came in that red box. Back in those days, medicine was so simple. I mean…. it should still be. When you are sick, you take medicine. Right?

 Eventually, we all grew up, and we started taking pills to ease our pain and discomfort. When you have period cramps, what do you do? You take Advil. When you have that raging headache from not getting enough sleep, and having loads of school work to finish for the week, you take Tylenol. Right?

My major question is, what is the difference between  taking medicine when you’re sick physically versus taking medicine when you’re sick mentally? That is something that my mother cannot comprehend, and I wonder if others have the same problem.

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It has been three years since I have felt like myself. Three whole fucking years, and my mom admits that she has seen the change too. The scary thing about mental health, at least for some, is that they do not know why they are this way, and that’s how it is for me. I constantly ask myself, why am I like this? Why do I think about not being here anymore? Why do I feel numb most of the time? Is COVID to blame? Will I ever be the person I was before?

3 YEARS…..

The thing with society today is that mental health is stigmatized as something that is done for attention. How would someone be able to keep this attention seeking act up for three years, tell me that… please. 

I have been talking to someone for a little over three months now, and I feel the same. Some days are better than others, but if anything I have gotten slightly worse. I hate the person I am becoming, as much as my parents do. Nothing is worse than having to tell your family that you are struggling, and them getting mad at you. Telling you that you are a pain to even be around. Victimizing themselves, when trying to tell them ways they have hurt you. 

You ask me what is wrong with me and I tell you. It is not my fault that you do not like what you are hearing, and I cannot make you understand. At this point, I am on the verge of cutting you off, for good. Just like my sister, your other daughter who struggled with the same issues, did. Isn’t that funny, you both went 2/2. Tell me this, if both of your daughters are coming to you with the same problems that you contributed to, who do you think is in the wrong? Who is the common denominator here? (for mom & dad)

A dear friend of mine once said, “The family members you choose often treat you better than people you’re supposed to claim as your own.” <<<<<That shit resonated with me so hard, and I hope you feel the same. 

The big thing for me is that I want to change, it’s just…. It is so hard to fix what you do not know is broken, and so hard to promote change when you have lost hope. 

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When you see that your child has been struggling for such a long time, she has told you that she has been struggling, and it has taken years away from her life. You should want to help. All of the counseling visits and all of the “breathing exercises” can only go so far. I wonder when the right time will be. I’ll tell you when, when your kid is lying in a bathtub, on their bedroom floor, or hanging from their ceiling. 

This is what medicine is for. You are sick, you take medicine. 

It should be as simple as that, no question.

-B

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What are you working on now?!

i have a lot of schoolwork, but i have some old stories that need revision.

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I’m back, Pookie.

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hercules (1997) soundtrack

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revising old work

so i used to have a lot of series that i started writing like two years ago and i’m working on revising one of the series. I think you guys would love the series that i’m working on right now.

love y’all!

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rest easy king! we love you❤️😭🥀

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HAMILTON + moments that absolutely sent me

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my life just turned into my own marvel story :(

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goodbye

TW: Underage Drinking, Angst, Drug Use, Drug Abuse, Swearing, Violence, Drug Misuse, and Mention of Death.

Pairings: Pietro Maximoff x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes x Sister!Reader, Brock Rumlow x Reader, Pietro Maximoff x OC!Sierra Johnson, Reader x Avengers (Platonic)

Summary: Y/N Barnes and Pietro Maximoff, the power duo of the school, arrive at senior year of high school with their friend group, The Avengers. Things are going great for Y/N and Pietro’s friendship until life started to go downhill after the party. Will her feelings be returned or rejected?

тыква means pumpkin.

Final Chapter!!! 

   The front door opens, as Bucky and the group enters the house. Bucky notices how the house is still and silent. Usually, he would hear something when Y/N is in her room. 

     "Guys, do you hear anything," Bucky asks mysteriously.

     "No, why," Natasha answers. Bucky could feel that something was wrong with Y/N. 

     "What's wrong," Steve notices Bucky's worried expression. Bucky runs upstairs before he could answer Steve's concerned question. Bucky walks up to Y/N's door and puts his ear on it to hear anything. All he can hear is the wind from outside coming into her room from her window. He opens her door quietly and slowly so he could listen for a sign that she was ok. As he enters her room, he looks around and sees that she's not on her bed. As he walks further into her room, he notices the scattered pills on the floor. He steps closer to figure out why they were on the floor. He had a bad feeling in his gut each step he took towards the pills. He stands in front of the empty prescription bottle, he looks down and follows the trail of pills with eyes. His heart drops into his stomach when his eyes stop on his sister's unconscious body.

     "NO," Bucky cries as he drops onto the floor near Y/N.

Don't leave me be

     "Oh my gosh," Wanda breathes.

     "Don't just stand here, call 911," Bucky yells. 

     "By the time, they arrive Y/N might not survive," Sam explains.

     "Then we'll drive her there," Bucky demands as he picks her up and brings her to his car.

     "I'll drive," Steve offers.

     "No, I should-"

     "You are not in good shape, Buck. I'll drive," Steve orders as he climbs into the driver seat. Bucky climbs into the backseat and places Y/N with her head on his lap. He runs his hand through her hair as Steve speeds to the hospital. Steve parks the hospital front parking lot as Bucky carries her out. He runs into the hospital with Y/N still unconscious in his arms. 

     "Help! My sister might have overdosed on some drugs," Bucky exclaims. 

     "Get a gurney," a doctor yells. The doctor rush to put Y/N on the gurney as one checks her pulse by putting their hand on the left side of Y/N's neck. 

     "Her pulse is weak, let's transfer her to trauma room one," the doctor speaks. The group of doctors rolls Y/N into another room in the ER. As Bucky tries to walk towards the room, a nurse stops him.

     "She's my sister," Bucky weeps.

     "I understand, but you have to let the doctors do what they can to save her," the nurse consoles as she guides him to the waiting room. Bucky looks around the waiting room and sees the group sitting with worried faces.

     "Is she ok," Tony questions. 

     "They just took her in a trauma room, so I don't know how she is doing," Bucky explains.

     "Sit down. I'll get you a cup of coffee for the wait," Steve advises. Bucky sits down on the cold metal blue waiting room chair. After waiting and drinking the coffee that Steve got for him, the same nurse walks into the room and moves her hand to motion Bucky outside.

     "Your sister is stable right now. I think she'll want one familiar face when she wakes up," the nurse assures as she walks him to Y/N's room. 

     "Hey, тыква," Bucky greets.

     "Hey," Y/N groans. 

     "I'm so glad you are ok," Bucky sniffles as he walks over to the bed where Y/N laid in.

     "Sorry, I just lost control-" Y/N started, but then her body went limp. The monitor starts beeping loudly, and the nurses run into her room.

     "She's gone into V-Fib. Grab the crash cart," one of the nurses yell.

     "Sir, you have to get out of the room so they can help her," another nurse tells Bucky as they lead him out of the room and start to walk towards the waiting room.

     "Is she going to be ok," Bucky questions.

     “They are going to do everything that they can to save her," the nurse comforts as they arrive at the waiting room. Bucky walks back to his seat with sadness and anger displayed all over his face.

     "What happened? Is she ok," Wanda asks.

     "Um, she's-" 

   Bucky's words were interrupted by two people screaming in the hospital lobby. As they kept going back and forth, Bucky had identified that the couple was Pietro and Sierra.

     "So you did cheat on me," Pietro yells.

     "No," Sierra hesitates.

     "Don't lie to me," he seethes.

     "Fine, I did. But we can still be together," Sierra pleads.

     "No, it's over," Pietro growls as he walks towards the waiting room. Wanda storms over to Pietro, and they start to argue with each other.

     "You can't be here," Wanda scowls.

     "Why," Pietro challenges.

     "Because you're the reason this happened to her," Wanda scolds.

     "What," Bucky shoots up out of his seat. He grabs Pietro by the collar of his shirt and slams him into the wall. Steve manages to pull Bucky off of Pietro as Bucky kept giving Pietro the death stare. Someone clears their throat, and everyone turns their heads in that direction.

     "Y/N is now stable, and she wants to see all of you," the nurse announces.

     "You will stay outside of her room and watch. You will never talk to her again," Bucky barks at Pietro as they walk to Y/N's hospital room.

   They finally arrive at her room, and everyone besides Pietro greets Y/N at her bedside. Pietro watches how Y/N was all optimistic after almost dying. They all finally leave her room to give her time to rest, and Pietro thought it was time to go back home.

     "Pietro," a small voice speaks.

     "тыква," Pietro answers back.

     "Come in. I don't bite," Y/N mumbles.

     "But your brother-"

     "I don't care," she interrupts. Pietro walks over to her bedside and sits in a chair beside her.

     "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said those awful words," Pietro cries by her side.

     "It's ok," she forgives him as she runs her fingers through his hair. She continues this motion until Pietro falls asleep by her side, and soon the weight releases off of her shoulder as she finally falls into a tranquil sleep.

I'm the bad guy

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a heads up

hey guys :)

i am going to release the final chapter of When We All Fall Asleep, Where Do We Go tomorrow at 12 pm. I am so sad that this series is going to end but i am also so happy that you guys enjoyed it.

more one shots and series will be coming out soon.

love you all <3

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listen before i go

TW: Underage Drinking, Angst, Drug Use, Drug Abuse, Swearing, Violence, Drug Misuse, and Mention of Death.

Pairings: Pietro Maximoff x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes x Sister!Reader, Brock Rumlow x Reader, Pietro Maximoff x OC!Sierra Johnson, Reader x Avengers (Platonic)

Summary: Y/N Barnes and Pietro Maximoff, the power duo of the school, arrive at senior year of high school with their friend group, The Avengers. Things are going great for Y/N and Pietro’s friendship until life started to go downhill after the party. Will her feelings be returned or rejected?

тыква means pumpkin. 

VERY SAD CHAPTER!!!

   Y/N wakes up suddenly, rubbing her eyes in the process. She looks out the window to see that it was night, and she had slept long. She looks around and sees that her pillowcase was tear-stained from earlier. The house was quiet, which was mysterious, considering everyone was always here. She checks her phone for an explanation and saw that Bucky had texted her a few minutes ago.

     "We went out to get something to eat. We'll be back in about an hour. I'll bring back something for you," the text read.  

     "Ok. Thanks, Buck," she texts back. She walks to the bathroom and runs a bath for herself. Y/N slid into water that stopped at her waistline. The sounds around started to get quieter as her mind falls into oblivion. She slips further into the water until her face is underwater without noticing. She starts to think about the first time she met Brock and how he was so generous.

     "I can't believe I didn't see your pretty face in the hallways.”

     "Did you like that.”  Her mind replays happy moments with Brock. Then the happy moments turned into dark moments.

     "Well, I'm not in the mood to deal with your bullshit.”

     "Baby, you're prettier than her. I would pick you over her any day.”  

     "GET OUT MY CAR.”

   Y/N jolts out of the water, coughing, trying to catch her breath. She recovers for a few minutes of her laying in the water and, then she steps out the bathtub. She dries herself off with her towel and walks into her room. She gets dressed in something comfortable and falls back onto her bed. Her brain keeps reminding her that Pietro chose Sierra even after she cheated on him. Thoughts are racing through her mind at 100 mph, as Y/N tries to control them before she gets too stressed out.  Her thoughts turn into memories of things Sierra said to her that makes Y/N stressed.

     "Please don't tell him.”

     "Your little plan didn't work.”

     "You should listen to what he said.” Y/N sighs at the moments that just replayed in her head. Her thoughts were interrupted by her stomach growling due to her being hungry.  

     'I'll just get a snack to pass the time until they come back,' she reasons. Y/N heads down the stairs and into the kitchen to get a snack. She rummages through the cabinets to find something to eat, Y/N finally found a bag of chips to eat that was in the pantry. She sits down on her couch and turns on the TV to focus her mind on something else. A 90's sitcom starts to play as Y/N munches on her bag of chips. The laugh track and the show begin to turn into background noise as Y/N gets lost in her thoughts again. Her mind drifts off the night of the party that she went to celebrate the win of the football team.

     "I didn't know you smoked.”

     "I only do it sometimes, mostly when I'm stressed.”  

That's what a year-long headache does to you

     "Fuck it, I'm stressed," she declares as she pushes herself off the couch and walks into her room. She searches through her nightstand to find her lighter, rolling paper, and her baggie. She made her blunt while looking out the window staring at the night sky.

     'I should find another way to destress," she sighs. She puts the blunt in her mouth while she inhales lightly as Y/N brings the lighter to the tip of the blunt to light it. Her thumb strokes the wheel to strike the flint and then presses down on the button to release the flame. Y/N holds the lighter on the tip for a moment and then takes a big, long draw. She blows the smoke out slowly as a rush of euphoria takes over her. She takes a few more hits trying to make the heavyweight on her shoulder go away. Usually, after a few draws, she would feel the pressure being relieved off of her. But this time, she didn't feel that soothing feeling at all. She takes more quick, harsh hits out of the blunt to try to grasps that feeling, but she couldn't even if she tried anymore. She flicks the thin blunt out of her window in frustration. She watches it fall unto the grass and extinguish a couple of seconds after. Y/N drops on her bed, and she stares at her ceiling as her mind slips to another moment from the party.

     "Here, take this." Y/N remembers the small orange pill bottle with the white label placed in her hand.

     "Wait, what is this."  

     "If you want something more than marijuana, then use this," She flips over the bottle to read the prescription label as he explains. Xanax, it read.

     "No, I can't take this."  

     "Just keep it."  

   Y/N shakes her head to get out of that memory that just played in her head.  

     'Should I use it," she ponders.

     'No,' she stops herself. Y/N tries to wait and see if the blunt would relax Y/N. But as she sits and waits for what she feels like is forever, nothing happened. She paces back and forth, figuring out what she's going to do.

     "If you want something more than marijuana, then use this," the memory replays over and over again in her head. She looks around her room for the bag that she had at the party. She opens her closet and digs through it to find the bag. She finally spots it and pulls it out of her closet. Y/N flips the bag upside down and shakes all the stuff out of the bag. The pill bottle lays on her carpet, and Y/N clutches the bottle as she reads the information on the white label.  

     "Take one tablet by mouth," it read. Y/N gets off of her carpet and quickly runs downstairs to grab a bottle of water. She returns with the ice-cold water and pops off the cap of the prescription bottle. She picks up one pill with her shaky hand and then places it into her mouth to swallow it. As she drinks down the tablet, she feels the refreshing, cold water scrape the back of her throat, making her feel calm. Y/N sits down on the edge of her bed, trying to let the wave of relaxation wash over, but it never comes. She walks over to the pill bottle and grabs another pill to swallow. She drinks it down and waits, but it still doesn't happen.  

     "Why aren't you working," Y/N screams in anger at the Xanax bottle. She goes to grab another pill, but another flashback flashes through her mind.

     "That you should go ruin your life with drugs,"

   Y/N's thoughts were interrupted by her swallowing her third pill. She notices that her room starts to get dizzy, and her eyesight starts to get blurry. She tries to walk back to her bed, but darkness started to cloud her vision. As she starts to collapses on the floor, the pills in the prescription bottle spill out on the floor. Her unconscious body hits the floor with a thud. She kept one thing on her mind the whole time before everything went numb.  

     "Go ruin your life with drugs. Don't try to ruin mine in the process.”

Sorry

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you should see me in a crown

TW: Underage Drinking, Angst, Drug Use, Drug Abuse, Swearing, Violence, Drug Misuse, and Mention of Death.

Pairings: Pietro Maximoff x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes x Sister!Reader, Brock Rumlow x Reader, Pietro Maximoff x OC!Sierra Johnson, Reader x Avengers (Platonic)

Summary: Y/N Barnes and Pietro Maximoff, the power duo of the school, arrive at senior year of high school with their friend group, The Avengers. Things are going great for Y/N and Pietro’s friendship until life started to go downhill after the party. Will her feelings be returned or rejected?

тыква means pumpkin.

Outfit Inspo

   Her alarm clock goes off loudly as the clock strikes 7:00 am on a Monday. Y/N has had a change of attitude due to recent events. She's become more stable and ready for vengeance. She rushes to her bathroom to take a nice hot shower to wake her up. She steps out of the shower and looks at herself through the foggy bathroom mirror. 

     "You got this. Just be the same old Y/N with a reality check," she breathes. She looks at self one more time in the mirror before going to her closet. She passes all the shirts on the hangers until she found the best one. Y/N puts on a white wrap long sleeve top that ends at her midriff with dark blue high waisted jeans. She looks over at the clock that reads, 7:48, in its big red coloring. Her eyes widen at the time, Y/N quickly puts on her Air Jordan 1 Retro Obsidians as she runs to the living room. She grabs her keys, phone, and backpack as she rushes out of the front door and into her car. She looks at her rearview mirror to swiftly put on her lipgloss. Bucky was already at school with Steve to help with some student council event, so it was just Y/N entering the school by herself. She parked in the school parking lot near Nat's car, Y/N glances at her self in the rearview mirror and sees a flash of sinister in her eyes. She steps out of her car, and everyone stares at her as she walks to the school entrance. She smirks as she notices all of their attention is on her and only her. The boys catcall and continue to stare at her while the girls glare at her and gossip about her.

     "Do you think her and Brock broke up," Nebula whispers.

     "I don't know, but he's been on Sharon's story a lot," Gamora answers.

     "Woah, who is that," Happy asks while starstruck at the woman walking down the hall.

     "Dude, that's Y/N," Scott shockingly responds. Everyone continued to stare until the bell rung, making everyone head to class in a frenzy. Y/N heads to her first class, which happens to be the class she shares with Brock and Sharon. She walks into her first class and immediately feels pairs of eyes on her. Y/N walks to the seat next to Natasha but drops her pen on her way there. As she reaches to grab her pen, she notices Quill stare at her with lust in his eyes. She slowly bends back up, but she continues to gaze at Quill with desire in her eyes. Her eyes remain on his eyes until she walked to the seat near Natasha.

     "Damn, Y/N, you got these boys chasing after you," Nat comments.

     "Shut up," she laughs.

     "Y/N," a voice speaks.

     "Yes," Y/N answers as she turns to see who it was. It was Quill with the same lustful look in his eyes. As he whispers sweet nothings into her ear, she focuses her attention on Brock, who is scowling in her direction. Y/N playfully leans into Quill while still staring at Brock mischievously.

     "Meet me at the football field sometimes," Quill finishes.

     "I'll think about it," she whispers teasingly in his ear. As Quill walks back to his seat, Brock glowers at him the whole time.

     "Uh Oh, side-eye at 3 o'clock," Natasha alerts. Y/N glances over to the side and sees Sharon glaring at her. Y/N casually flips her off and turns back towards the lesson. 

   After boring classes and rumors spreading around the school, the lunch bell rang, now Y/N can finally stop hearing whispers about her. She heads to the table where her brother and Steve are already sitting.

     "You look like a psychopath," Bucky comments.

     “Thank you," she smirks. The rest of the group started to head in the cafeteria and sit down at the lunch table. 

     "Here's your daily iced coffee," Tony says as he hands her the cold drink.

     "I love you so much, Y/N praises. She goes to drink the coffee, but a roar of laughter stops her. Y/N glances over to the table where the noise came from to see Sharon looks at her and then murmurs something to the table.

     "I-Uhm. I'll be back," Y/N stutters.

     "Just don't kill anyone in the process," Sam jests.

     "I'll try," she grins. Y/N sneaks to Sharon's table so she can hear what Sharon is saying without her noticing. Y/N tightly grips her iced coffee as she hears someone mention her name.

     "Y/N thinks she's all that. She thinks she runs this school. That's why I got with Brock," Sharon rants.

     "And he tasted amazing-"

   Sharon was interrupted by Y/N pouring her iced cold coffee on her long, blonde hair.

I like the way they all

     "BARNES," Sharon shrieks as she jumps out of her seat.

Scream

     "Yes," Y/N answers sinisterly.

     "I'm going to destroy you," Sharon yells.

     "Are you," Y/N dares as she walks away.

     "Wait, I have a question to ask you," Y/N challenges as she walks back to Sharon.

     "What is it," Sharon annoyingly asks.

     "How do I taste," Y/N provokes. Sharon's face turned red from embarrassment as she ran out of the cafeteria. Y/N chuckles at her reaction and, so does everyone else. Y/N starts to walk back to the lunch table but was guided out of the cafeteria to the hallway by Brock.

     "Why are you acting like this," Brock scowls.

     "Acting like what," she questions.

     "Acting like we aren't together," he snarls.

     "Oh, I thought kissing other people and not texting me back meant we aren't together anymore," she retorts.

     "C'mon baby, Sharon doesn't mean anything to me," he sighs.

     "She wasn't talking about you like it was nothing," Y/N quips with her arms crossed.

     "Baby, you're prettier than her. I would pick you over her any day," he expresses as he caresses his hand on her cheek.

     "I'm okay," Y/N scoffs as she pushes his hand off of her cheek.

    "I'm not your baby if you think I'm pretty," she growls.

    "We're over," Y/N scolds at him as she starts to walk away.

    "Y/N," Brock calls after her. Y/N continues to walk away while she gives him the middle finger. 

    "Y/N," someone yells behind her.

    "What," Y/N angrily asks as she turns around to meet Sierra.

    "Please don't tell him," Sierra pleads.

    "Oh, I will," Y/N taunts.

    "I'll tell him myself. I promise," Sierra negotiates.

    "We all know you would not tell him yourself," Y/N argues.

    "Please," Sierra begs.

    "Should've thought about that before cheating on him," Y/N sasses. Y/N grabs her books from her locker and walks to her next class. Her last few classes consisted of people still whispering about her, boys trying to hit on her, and boring lessons.

   The last bell rang to announce that the school day was over. Y/N walked over to her locker to pack her homework and books into her backpack. 

     "Y/N, I'm so glad you put Sharon in her place," Wanda says as she walks up to Y/N.

     "Someone had to do it," Y/N shrugs. They pass by Sierra and see she has a terrified look on her face.

     "Are you ready," Wanda asks as they walk out of the school door.

     "I'm nervous, but I'm sure he'll understand," Y/N answers. They walk up the hill to their usual spot and see Pietro is waiting for them at the tree. 

     "Hey," Y/N greets.

     "Hey, тыква," Pietro greets back.

     "It's been a while since we talked," he continues.

     "Maybe we should all catch up," Wanda suggests. The three spent talking about how they've changed since the last time they all hung out together. Sierra was the only reason Pietro stopped hanging around them, but he doesn't realize that.

     "So what was the important thing you had to tell me," Pietro asks. Wanda and Y/N both looked at each other with anxious written all over their faces. 

     "It's about Sierra," Wanda answers.

     "What about her," he says in a curious tone.

     "Pietro. I-I'm sorry," Wanda stutters.

     "Sorry for what. What's going on," Pietro rages.

     "She cheated on you," Y/N blurts out.

     "A-are y-you sure," he sputters.

     "Yes, I caught her and Thor at a party," Y/N explains. Pietro paces back and forth, not knowing what to do.

     "I don't believe you," Pietro growls.

     "We would we lie about this," Wanda argues.

     "Pietro, you have to believe us-"

     "You guys never liked her for no reason," he interrupts Y/N.

     "And when I'm finally happy with someone, you guys want to ruin it," he rants.

     "We aren't trying it ruin your relationship," Wanda grumbles.

     "Yes, you are. Just because I'm your twin brother doesn't mean I have to listen to you, Wanda," Pietro scolds.

     "Pietro, we are trying to help," Y/N consoles.

     "Help with what? My relationship," he questions.

     "No, help you from getting hurt," she explains.

     "Y/N, just because you and Brock had issues and broke up doesn't mean you get to do that to my relationship," he insults. Wanda looked over at her and saw that Y/N was on the verge of crying.

     "That's not what she's trying to Pietro," Wanda reasons.

     "Go ruin your life with drugs. Don't try to ruin mine in the process," Pietro storms off. 

Your silence is my favorite sound

   Tears start to spill out of Y/N's eyes after Pietro's harsh words. 

     "Y/N, I'm so sorry about him. I'll talk to him," Wanda comforts.

     "Thank you," Y/N wipes away her tears, and Wanda chases after her brother. 

   As the week goes back, Pietro's harsh words kept replaying in her mind. Y/N had worn a fake smile and not let anyone see her true feelings through this entire week until Friday. Y/N was in the school bathroom when those words got in her head.

     "Your little plan didn't work," Sierra nags as she enters the bathroom. Y/N ignores her and tries to leave, but Sierra stops her.

     "You should listen to what he said," Sierra scowls.

     "What," Y/N croaks.

     "That you should go ruin your life with drugs," Sierra snarls. Y/N's wall around her feelings had broken down after those words. Y/N runs out of the bathroom and out of the school. She gets into her car and drives home as tears flow down her cheeks. Y/N pulls into her driveway and quickly enters her house. She collapses on her bed, thinking about the incidents with Pietro and Sierra. Y/N falls asleep with the words still replaying in her mind and tear-stained cheeks.

[thot4marvel]

all the good girls go to hell

TW: Underage Drinking, Angst, Drug Use, Drug Abuse, Swearing, Violence, Drug Misuse, and Mention of Death.

Pairings: Pietro Maximoff x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes x Sister!Reader, Brock Rumlow x Reader, Pietro Maximoff x OC!Sierra Johnson, Reader x Avengers (Platonic)

Summary: Y/N Barnes and Pietro Maximoff, the power duo of the school, arrive at senior year of high school with their friend group, The Avengers. Things are going great for Y/N and Pietro’s friendship until life started to go downhill after the party. Will her feelings be returned or rejected?

тыква means pumpkin.

   Y/N flutters her eyes open as she sits up on her bed. She looks around the room and then directs her attention to the place where her cut was. It was all patched up with some gauze and medical tape. Y/N realizes that she keeps ending up in these situations, she always wakes up in her bed with the previous night of her being intoxicated, and heartbroken by a boy. She limps over to her door as she passes all of the memories of Brock in her room.

     'Why," she thought.

   Y/N limps over to the bathroom to go to take a shower to get the smell of him off of her. She moans in pain as the hot water hits her slightly healed cut. She looks down at her cut to see it was somewhat better as she gets ready to face everyone downstairs. Y/N rewraps the bandages around her wound and puts tape to keep it from falling. Her hand traces over the cigarette butt-shaped burn on her thigh as she finished dressing the wound. Y/N quickly grabs the gauze wrap and throws it at the wall. She clenches the bathroom counter and looks at herself in the mirror. She sighs at the mess she made as hot tears started to fall down her face. Y/N harshly wipes them away, making the leftover mascara smudge on her face. She breathes in and lets out a shaky breath before she cleans up the bathroom and her face. After she finished, she went back to her room and saw her brother sitting on her bed. 

     "Buck, what are you doing here," she asks.

     "I need to know what happened last night," he grumbles.

     "I don't want to talk about," she answers as she goes to sit by him.

     "I just want to know why you came back bleeding and with a cigarette burn," he sniffles.

     "I'll tell you, but if you don't kill him after," she gives in.

     "No promises," he states.

     "Buck..."

     "Ok, promise," he huffs. Y/N starts to explain what happened last night except for the part where Brock gave her the Xanax. She also describes how the cigarettes he smoked reminded her about their dad and how she got the burn on her thigh. Y/N continues to tell him how she had to walk home in the rain after he drove off and how she cut her knee on the sidewalk. 

     "Are you sure I can't beat him up," he seethes.

     "No, Buck, I'm going to break it off with him when I get the chance," she explains.

     "As you should," he encourages.

     "Anyways, there's another party tonight, are you coming," he asks.

     "I think I'm going to slow down with partying for now, but I'll be the designated driver tonight," she replies. 

    "Alright, I'll tell you when the group is ready to leave," he tells her as he leaves her room. Y/N nods at him and then checks her phone to see if Brock had texted her.

no new messages

     'Of course,' she thought. She checked all of the people from school stories and started to see Brock on Sharon's story. Y/N continues to tap through it and sees Sharon posted her and Brock kissing. She throws her phone on her bed and then sighs as she sinks in her bed. 

     "It hasn't been 24 hours yet and, he's already kissing other girls," she rants into her pillow. Y/N could feel her blood boiling, but she had a revenge plan for Brock.

My Lucifer is lonely

   The day sky had turned into a night sky full of stars as Y/N slept soundly in her bed. Bucky opened his sister's door to tell her that they were leaving now only to find her sleeping on her bed. He took this opportunity to wake her up the best way ever. Bucky ran and belly-flopped on Y/N to wake up her quickly. 

     "Are you serious, Buck," she mumbles.

     "Get up, we're leaving now," he explains.

     "You could've woke me up without breaking my back," Y/N deadpans as they head downstairs to the car.

     "Nah, there's no fun in doing that," he comments when they get in the car with their friends inside. Y/N rolls her eyes at Bucky's comment and puts her key in the ignition to start the car up.

     "Is everyone's seat belt on," Y/N asks the whole group.

     "Yes, mom," Tony responds sarcastically and, everyone laughs at his witty remark.

     "Haha funny, no food for you," Y/N jokingly sneers.

     "Y/N, тыква, I was kidding," Tony apologizes.

     "Yeah, right," she monotones. They were all happy to see her smiling after what had happened last night. The whole car ride was full of laughter and Y/N' mixed music playlist. They finally arrived at the house party and started to get out of the car. 

     "Y/N, are you sure you don't wanna join us," Natasha asks.

     "No, I have a lot of stuff to do, but text me when you guys are ready to leave," she explains.

     "We'll miss you," Wanda adds.

     "Same, have fun," she replies before she drives off. Y/N drives home after going to the supermarket to pick up groceries that they need in the house. Her phone starts to ring, and she looks at it to see Natasha was calling her.

     "Y/N, you have to get here quick," Natasha began.

     "Why," she asks as she gets her keys and runs to her car.

     "Bucky got into a fight with Brock," Natasha explains.

     "I'll be there in 10," Y/N answers harshly and ends the car. She drove to the house party fast as her knuckles turned white from gripping the steering wheel hard. She parked on the side of the street and ran into the party looking for her brother. Everyone stared at her when she entered the party with anger written all over her face.

     "Y/N, we can't find Bucky. He just ran after the fight with Brock," Wanda began to talk.

     "Get everyone in the car, and I'll go find him," Y/N tells her, and Wanda nods. Y/N started to look through the entire house and, then she finds her in a hallway that reminds herself when she found Pietro and Sierra together. She opens the door to see Thor and Sierra sucking each other faces off. Y/N gasps lightly at the sight of Sierra cheating on Pietro. 

     "And this is why I warned him about you," Y/N snarls.

     "Y/N," she gasps.

     "In the flesh and caught somebody in the act," Y/N snaps and starts to walk away.

     "Please don't tell him," she begs as she follows her out of the room.

     "And why would I do that Sierra, Y/N scoffs.

     "I don't know," Sierra replies, trying to find a reason.

     "Exactly, this is why I told him not to date you. You always cheat on everyone, and I couldn't see him get hurt. Especially by you," Y/N explodes. Sierra tries to talk again to beg Y/N not to tell Pietro.

     "Go back to what you are good at, cheating," Y/N yells at her as storms away to go find Bucky.

Don't say I didn't warn ya

     "Buck, where are you," Y/N calls out. She starts walking further in the house and then sees someone sitting on a couch. She immediately recognizes that the person is her brother. She runs towards him and hugs him as they fall on the couch. 

     "Don't run like that ever," she whispers.

     "I'm sorry, I thought you were going to hate me because you told me not to beat him up," he explains.

     "Shh, I don't hate you," she consoles.

     "Let's just go back home," she tells him as she guides him out of the house. Y/N starts to drive back to their house, but the group notice there is something off with her.

     "Y/N, what happened," Steve questions.

     "Nothing happened," Y/N responds with a straight face.

     "Your face says something otherwise," Sam adds.

     "I warned him about her," Y/N growls.

     "What do you mean," Bucky asks.

     "I saw Sierra cheating on Pietro with Thor," she blurts out. Everyone freezes at her words, not knowing what to do.

     "I want to be wrong," she mumbles.

     "Are you going to tell him or should I tell him," Wanda asks.

     "We should both tell him," Y/N responds. When they arrive at the house, Y/N grabs the first aid kit to treat Bucky's injuries from the fight. Everyone was still on edge after the recent news, especially since it involved Sierra. 

     "тыква, you need to calm down," Bucky suggests.

     "I am calm," she answers as she dabs rubbing alcohol on his cuts, he groans at the stinging of the rubbing alcohol.

     "No, I can tell when you're angry," he insists.

     "This isn't time for your theory on twin telepathy," she comments as she rolls her eyes.

     "No, I'm serious. You and Wanda should tell him tomorrow, so he doesn't hear it from someone else," he explains.

     "Alright," she agrees as she finishes with his injuries and puts away the kit. Y/N heads upstairs and into her room to text Pietro about meeting Wanda and her.

     'Do I want to do this,' she thinks.

     ‘You know, fuck it,’ she thinks to herself. She opens her phone and scrolls until she finds Pietro's name in iMessage.

Y/N: Pietro, I have something to tell you.

Pietro: What is it?

Y/N: I'll tell you at our usual spot at school on Monday.

Pietro: Ok, see you there. 

Oh, this is just the calm before a disastrous storm, everyone.

There's nothing left to save now

[thot4marvel]

xanny

TW: Underage Drinking, Angst, Drug Use, Drug Abuse, Swearing, Violence, Drug Misuse, and Mention of Death.

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes x Sister!Reader, Brock Rumlow x Reader, Pietro Maximoff x OC!Sierra Johnson, Reader x Avengers (Platonic)

Summary: Y/N Barnes and Pietro Maximoff, the power duo of the school, arrive at senior year of high school with their friend group, The Avengers. Things are going great for Y/N and Pietro’s friendship until life started to go downhill after the party. Will her feelings be returned or rejected?

тыква means pumpkin.

   Y/N woke up to loud chatter coming from downstairs. She guessed that the whole group was over at her house and waiting for her to join them. 

     "Hey everyone," Y/N greets as she walks down the stairs.

     "Hey, тыква," Sam greets back and then, everyone joins in. Y/N grabs a cup of coffee and sits down beside Thor, resting her head on his broad shoulder.

     "So who's your boyfriend," Bucky asks nonchalantly.

     "H-He's not my boyfriend," Y/N stutters while she's recovering after choking on her coffee.

     "But who is he?" Bucky asks again.

     "Broc-"

     "Brock Rumlow, he just transferred here, and he's trying out for the football team," Natasha interrupts.

     "Oh him, I saw him at the football orientation meeting," Steve remembers.

     "Kid has potential," Tony adds.

     "So I didn't see you and him kissing last night in his car," Bucky challenges. Y/N’s face turns red, and the group oohs and ahhs at Bucky's comment.

   When the school week came, Brock walked Y/N to all of her classes, sat with the group at lunch, and got along with her twin brother. Everyone was talking about them, especially after Brock made the team.

     "Did you hear the new kid is on the starting line up for the team," Quill gossips.

     "Yea, I heard he was the starring quarterback on his last team," Drax adds on.

     "The new kid is so hot! How did Y/N manage to get him," Sharon rants.

     "I don't know, but they are so cute together," Hope chirps.

   He was the guy that everybody wanted or wanted to be, and you were lucky to have him.

   When the final game day arrived, Brock gave you his jersey to wear to school that day. As you were walking down the hall with Brock, two people caught your eyes. Pietro and Sierra were staring as Brock had his arm around Y/N. Y/N waved towards them, not trying to make the situation worse. Pietro waved back, but Sierra just rolled her eyes at her and walked away from them. After the team won, there was a party to celebrate the well-deserved win.

     "Congrats babe," Y/N cheers.

     "Thanks, baby," Brock whispers in her ear and then kisses her sweetly on the lips. Y/N pulled a pre-rolled blunt out of her pocket and lit it with her lighter.

     "I didn't know you smoked, тыква," Brock queries.

     "I only do it sometimes, mostly when I'm stressed," Y/N clarifies. She passes the blunt to Brock, and he takes a long draw then blows it out. Brock stubs the blunt against the wall and leads Y/N back to the party. They sit down where the group all gathers around Thor and his "magical" football.

     "I bet I could pick that up easily," Tony comments.

     "No, you are not worthy," Thor answers.

     "You'll see," Tony grumbles. Tony tries to pick it up, but it didn't move an inch. The group went around to try to pick it up, and no one can do it until Steve moved it a little bit.

     "Y/N, I think it's your turn," Thor announces.

     "Alright, don't judge me when I can't pick it up," she warns. Y/N looks at the football for a second and then puts her fingers on the football, as Bucky told her. She closes her eyes as she picks it up, scared she wasn't going to be able to. She opens her eyes to see everyone with a surprise face.

     "Why do you guys look like that-"

   Y/N looks down and sees the football in her hand, she throws it up and catches it like it's nothing.

     "Well, I guess Y/N is worthy," Thor says while he and the whole group is amazed. 

     "My sister is worthier than all of you, bitches," Bucky slurs, and the group laughs at Bucky's remark. She throws the football back to Thor as Brock leads her back outside.

     "Here, take this," Brock gives her an orange pill bottle.

     "Wait, what is this," Y/N questions.

     "If you want something more than marijuana, then use this," he explains. Y/N's thumb brushes over the label that reads, Xanax.

Don't give me a xanny now or ever

     "No, I can't take this," Y/N mumbles as she hands it back to him.

     "Just keep it," Brock insists as he puts it back into her hand. Y/N felt uneasy about carrying it because she wouldn't know what her brother would say or do.

   When everyone started to leave, Brock offered to take Y/N, and of course, she accepted. Y/N was intoxicated and tired from the alcohol and the blunt, Y/N just wanted to go to sleep. She sits still like a board in the passenger seat, not trying to throw up all over. Brock pulls into a gas station and gets out of the car to go into the store. She waits and waits until she sees Brock heading back to the car with a cardboard box in his hand.

     "Babe, what's that?" Y/N asks as he sits back in the car.

     "Just some cigarettes," he answers. Y/N cringes at the word cigarettes, she never liked them, because her father would always smoke them.

     "Can I borrow your lighter?" Brock asks.

     "Sure, it's in my purse," she answers. Brock reaches for her purse that's in the backseat and fishes out her lighter. He lights the cigarette and pulls out of the gas station. Y/N's face starts to fill with disgust as the smoke and smell fill up the car. Brock places his hand with the cigarette on her thighs as he continues to drive. The cigarette accidentally touches and burns her skin. She tries not to mind it, but she couldn't ignore it. So she removes his hand and turns the other way, not facing him. Brock was confused, so he goes to kiss her on the cheek. Y/N shifts the other way to dodge the kiss. 

     "What's your problem," Brock barks as he pulls over the car.

     "Nothing," Y/N mumbles as she rolls her eyes.

     "It doesn't seem like it's nothing," Brock continues.

     "I'm just not in the mood," Y/N explains.

     "Well, I'm not in the mood to deal with your bullshit," Brock yells.

     "What are you talking about," Y/N puzzles.

     "You want to act clueless now, get out," he exclaims.

     "What"

     "GET OUT MY CAR," he interrupts. Y/N grabs her stuff and stumbles out of the car.

I can't afford to love someone

Who isn't dying by mistake in Silver Lake

     "How am I going to get home," Y/N asks.

     "Figure it out," he snarls as he drives away. Y/N looks around and sees she's only a few minutes away from her house. She staggers down the street and then it starts raining.

     "Oh, that's perfect," she scowls at the sky. Y/N stumbles on the way home, she can't herself balanced. She trips on the sidewalk and turns over to see a gash on her thigh. Y/N gets off the ground and starts to limp the rest of the way. She finally makes it home and sees that the whole group was at the house. She rings her doorbell, and Bucky opens the door immediately.

     "You're finally home," Bucky exclaims.

     “Y-Yea," Y/N stutters as she walks inside the house. Everyone started to take notice of her drenched hair and how she stumbled inside the house.

     "You're bleeding, what happened," Bucky asks.

     "I f-fell, th-that’s it," she explains. The room started to get blurry, and sounds began to whirl around her.

     "Are you okay, тыква," Bucky worries. Y/N felt like the whole room was spinning, and she couldn't stop it.

     "Yeah, I-"

   Y/N collapsed onto the floor before she could give her answer.

Too intoxicated to be scared

   Everyone rushed over to where Y/N fell, and Bucky held his sister as he started to cry.

     "Y/N," Bucky yells as he shakes her unconscious body. He notices the cigarette butt shaped burn on her thigh. He was beyond mad at the sight of his sister hurt.

     "Y/N"

     "Y/N"

     "y/n..."

   Darkness soon started to take over her body as the calling of her name kept getting lower and lower.

[thot4marvel]

my strange addiction

TW: Underage Drinking, Angst, Drug Use, Drug Abuse, Swearing, Violence, Drug Misuse, and Mention of Death.

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Sister!Reader, Brock Rumlow x Reader, Reader x Avengers (Platonic)

Summary: Y/N Barnes and Pietro Maximoff, the power duo of the school, arrive at senior year of high school with their friend group, The Avengers. Things are going great for Y/N and Pietro’s friendship until life started to go downhill after the party. Will her feelings be returned or rejected?

тыква means pumpkin.

   Music blast from Y/N's room as she gets ready for the party with Natasha and Wanda. She puts on a deep, seductive red lipstick so she can forget about the Pietro situation. A car honk alerts the girls that Clint has arrived to take the girls to the party. They all run down the stairs, not trying to be too late to the party.

     "Where are you all going," Bucky asks.

     "A party. I'll be home later. Love you. Bye," Y/N explains quickly while running out the door. The car ride there was full of laughter and very loud singing. 

     "Alright, ladies, we are here," Clint announces. The group steps inside of the party, they were greeted by Peter and Tony. They all started dancing to the loud, bass boosted music. This handsome man approached Y/N and started dancing with her. Then they began to dance more closer to each other.

 I'm the powder, you're the fuse

Just add some friction

     "I'm Brock. Brock Rumlow," he introduces.

     "I'm Y/N Barnes," she replied. 

     "Do you go to Shield High School," Y/N asks Brock.

     "Yea, I'm a senior," Brock answers.

     "Oh, why haven't I seen you around," she wonders.

     "I just transferred from my old school," Brock clarifies.

     "I can't believe I didn't see your pretty face in the hallways," he whispers in her ear. A blush creeps up on Y/N's cheeks as he holds her waist. 

     "It would've made my first week better," he continues. Y/N looks down to hide her face in his chest, but he lifts her chin with his finger to look at her eyes. They both standstill starstruck by each other in the middle of the party and not looking at anything else.

     "I'm going to get a drink with my friends," Y/N mumbles.

     "Come and find me when you need me," she adds. Y/N walks over to her friends and grabs a red solo cup full of alcohol. 

     "Who is that," Tony whispers to Y/N.

     "Brock Rumlow," she replies with her eyes still on the new boy.

     "I never saw him around before," Wanda chimed in.

     "He just transferred," Y/N explains.

     "You know a lot about him for the little time you spent together," Natasha deadpans. Y/N rolls her eyes at Natasha's sarcastic comment. 

     "Lover Boy is heading this way," she pointed out. Y/N fixes herself with her eyes still on Brock.

     "Care to dance," Brock asks as he puts his hand out.

     "Of course," Y/N purrs as she takes his hand. He guides her out on the dance floor and puts his hands on her waist as she dances on him. Y/N goes slow to capture the rhythm of the song in her movements. Brock puts his face in her neck as she moves her hips to the beat of the song.

Put your lips on my skin and you might ignite it

Hurts, but I know how to hide it, kinda like it

   Being with Brock felt captivating, Y/N wanted more. Soon all her friends joined her and Brock on the dance floor. 

     "Brock, these are my friends," Y/N states.

     "Natasha, Wanda, Tony, Clint, and Peter," she introduces. Brock waves at the group with a genuine smile as the group return the favor. Natasha was usually protective over the guys that Y/N took an interest in, but she wasn't worried. 

     "So what school did you attend before Shield," Tony inquires.

     "Hydra. Hydra Academy," Brock reveals. The group stiffens at the name of their rival school.

     "I didn't like it. So I transferred to Shield because I knew it was better than Hydra," he explains. 

     "Will you be at football tryouts," Clint asks to break the silence.

     "Yea, I was the starring quarterback at Hydra," Brock answers.

     "You'll fit right in," Tony reassures. Y/N was glad that Brock got along with the group, but she was worried that Bucky wasn't going to like him.

   After getting to know Brock and lots of dancing, it was starting to get late.

     "тыква, it's getting late. We should go home," Natasha announces. Y/N looks at Brock, not wanting to leave him alone.

     "I think I can stay here with Brock," Y/N replies.

     "Can you drive me home," she asks Brock.

     "Yea, I can," Brock answers. 

     "See you at the house, Nat," Y/N adds. 

     "Be safe," Natasha whispers. Natasha and the group headed outside to Clint's car to go back to their house or Y/N's house.

Tell me "Nothing lasts"

Like I don't know

     "So, why is your nickname pumpkin," Brock inquiries.

     "You understand Russian," Y/N gasps.

     "Yea, I started learning when I was 5," he explains.

     "So tell me the story behind it," he adds.

     "There's no story behind it. My brother, Bucky, started calling me тыква and everyone started to use it," Y/N explains.

     "It is getting late. I should bring you home before your brother sends out a search party," Brock states. Y/N laughs at Brock's comment as he leads her outside to his car. 

     "Wow, nice car," Y/N comments.

     "Thanks," he blushed.

     "You're welcome, Mr. Fancy," Y/N replies. Brock laughs at her witty response as he opens the car door for her. On the drive to Y/N's house, Y/N and Brock talk like they knew each other for a while. She only felt like this towards a person once. She was glad that she was able to move on and fall for someone else. 

     "So I guess this is the end of our adventures," Brock comments as they arrive at Y/N's house.

     "Not really. I'll talk to you in school," Y/N reassures.

     "You will," Brock deadpans.

     "Only when I feel like it," Y/N smirks. He gasps at her response as he puts his hand on his chest like he was hurt.

     "I was joking," Y/N giggles.

     "So what can I do to make sure you will talk to me," Brock questions.

     "I don't know," Y/N mumbles as she looks down to hide her blush. Brock lifts her face to meet his gaze. He looks at her deep red lips and then her eyes with desire in his eyes. He catches her lips with his lips as he holds her cheeks. Y/N kisses him back with nothing but lust on her mind. She finds her fingers running through his hair. They both slowly pull away from each other. Y/N laughs at the sight of Brock with her red lipstick smeared across his face. He joins in with her laughing fest as he's still looking at her like she the only girl in the world. 

But you are my strange addiction

     "Did you like that," Brock asks.

     "Um, which part," Y/N answers.

[thot4marvel]

8

TW: Underage Drinking, Angst, Drug Use, Drug Abuse, Swearing, Violence, Drug Misuse, and Mention of Death.

Pairings: Pietro Maximoff x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes x Sister!Reader, Pietro Maximoff x OC!Sierra Johnson,

Summary: Y/N Barnes and Pietro Maximoff, the power duo of the school, arrive at senior year of high school with their friend group, The Avengers. Things are going great for Y/N and Pietro’s friendship until life started to go downhill after the party. Will her feelings be returned or rejected?

тыква means pumpkin.

   Y/N woke up to the feeling of someone rubbing her back. She opened her eyes to see who it is. It was Bucky who looked like he was crying for a while. Y/N gets up off of his lap and goes to close the window. She starts to remember bits and pieces of last night.

    "Thank god, you're okay!" Bucky exclaimed. He pulled you into a tight hug.

    "Buck, I'm so sorry," Y/N sobs into Bucky's shirt.

    "I didn't mean to start again," she continues.

  "No, it's okay, it's okay," Bucky whispers. He combs his fingers through her hair as his shirt gets wet by her tears. She looks around the room to see the stack of pictures still out on the floor. Every moment that she spent with Pietro went through her mind.

Wore my heart out on a chain

Around my neck, but now it's missin', hmm”

     "Alright, I'm going to get cleaned up," Y/N mumbled.

  "Ok, Lunch will be downstairs," Bucky informed as he left her room. Y/N walks out of her room and starts heading towards the bathroom. Y/N steps in the hot, steamy shower. After Y/N finished cleansing herself, she sat down on the floor of the shower. Y/N pulled her knees to her chest as her tears camouflage with the water running down her face. She turns off the shower and gets puts on a comfy outfit. Y/N walks back into her room to see Natasha sitting on her bed. Natasha looks at Y/N with big, sad eyes.

     "Y/N, Bucky told me what happened last night," she consoled.

You're lookin' at me like I'm see-through

   Y/N and Natasha finished their conversation to get lunch downstairs. As Y/N was walking downstairs with Natasha, Bucky could see the heavy bags under his little sister's eyes.

   "You know, тыква, you scared me," Bucky bewailed.  

   "Sorry, I was just..." 

   "I don't know," Y/N mumbled.

  "There is nothing to be sorry about, I just don't like seeing my little sis hurt," Bucky explained. Y/N rested her head on the table looking at Bucky with her doe y/e/c eyes.

   "What should I do now," Y/N asked the three of them.

   "It's not like I can just tell him how I feel now," Y/N added. 

   "Maybe you should just wait until they break up," Steve suggested as he was washing the dishes.

   "And you still should be friends with him so if he needs comfort, it's you who's there," Bucky added.  

   "I'll try to do that," Y/N agreed as she went upstairs leaving her three friends in the kitchen. Her whole room was filled with pictures of her friends, she looked around her room and she stopped at a certain picture. It was the time where Pietro was in the process of dying his hair silver, his smile in the picture gave Y/N innocence. She just loved how he smiled in every picture, she just loved everything about him. But he can't love her back.

'Cause who am I to be in love

When your love never is for me…me?

   When the weekend ended and the school week started, Y/N wasn't ready. She wasn't ready to face Pietro and realize that the whole weekend wasn't a dream. Y/N had expected PDA from the two, but not that much. It was like Sierra was rubbing it in her face that she could never have him. Y/N hoped Pietro would keep his promise that they would walk to class together every day. She waited at her locker for Pietro until the first bell rang for class. He never came, he broke his first promise. The whole day was just unfortunate because Pietro didn't come to sit with the group. He sat with Sierra which made Y/N feel something she hasn't felt before. For the first time, Y/N felt jealous at something so ridiculous. She had hoped Pietro will say at least one thing to her today but he ignored her.  

    Finally, the dreadful day had ended and Y/N was ready to go home. She closed her locker and was met by the sophomore, Peter Parker.

     "I'm having a party this weekend, wanna come?"  

     "Um yeah, sure," Y/N answered.  

     "Great, see you there," Peter beamed.  

   Y/N had checked her phone multiple times to see if Pietro had reached out to her but there were no messages.

Do you even feel anything?