Come Alive

by iamsteverogers

Bucky is a military veteran with some serious PTSD, besides from being in the army he also did other things that haunt him and further increase his depression. His life changes when he meets someone that could help him. This is a story of a man whose internal conflict is himself, his past haunts him every day and everyday he fights himself to stay alive. AU Full summary inside.

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Hello! Here my OC makes her small introduction to the story. I dont really go into detail of her description because I want you guys to imagine her as you'd like but if you want me to add some, let me know! There's no backstory here of how they met or anything but stay tuned for more details of their relationship in future one shots. Thanks for reading!

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He could feel the quick beats of his heart. They sounded loud on his ears, choked on his throat. Bucky swallowed. Meanwhile, Belle only started at him, tears of anger rolled down her cheeks. Angry at him, at his unconcern and disregard of himself. But also sad, certainly not pity, just sad that he couldn't see the positive things, the good in him. But mostly, tears of heartbreak. It's been years since Belle had ever felt something so close to this, so close to love and nevertheless, love someone else. Now that she does, Bucky denied it, denied them the opportunity to share that love.

He wanted out, to run away again so that he couldn't see the tears and emotions in her eyes. He knew that this image of her, this one specifically wouldn't leave him, would taunt him and he hated himself for it. Bucky also hated how he also did not want to run away. To instead reach her, hold her and let himself feel. Hated himself for not being good enough, for ever saying yes to the country, giving it all and receiving as an alternative, nightmares and other not so pretty things. If he hadn't, maybe they would've met differently. Maybe they would've already gotten married and settle down. He would of spend the rest of his days wishing for more time with her because forever wasn't enough.

Standing in the middle of her living room, where he found himself a lot of the time, where he only felt safe. He hated that too. Bucky could only hold her stare for so long. The silence, he knew because of his past, was dangerous and when in most days it was all he wished for, he wanted it gone now. How Bucky so desperately wanted her to say something, anything. But Belle had said enough, now it was his turn.