Hey guys, I know that I have four unfinished fanfictions, but this is just a short idea I've had for a while that I wanted to do. I should have it complete fairly soon.
Just a warning, this story does contain child abuse.Let me know what you think!
God bless,
Trekkiehood
~TH~
Steve was cold. His clothes didn't exactly fit with the weather. But, there wasn't much he could do to change it. He just needed to get home.
But, he didn't really want to go home either.
He kicked a small stone and he walked home. He had to stop to catch his breath. Why was it so cold? It was only October.
"Hey, hey Rogers." Steve turned around to see some of the boys from school. Not the nice ones.
Steve took off running as fast as he could, but it still wasn't fast enough. Someone grabbed his arm from behind.
"Aw, come on Rogers. It's just us. Whatcha so afraid of?" The leader of the group, Charles Muntsy, scoffed. Steve just stood trying to breathe.
"Yeah Rogers," another joined in, "we just wanted to talk to ya."
"To be honest, we're surprised ya showed up at all. You've been sick so much." Charles said patting him on the back, in a not so friendly manner. "Can't be easy being such a weak, pathetic-"
Someone pulled Charles and his friend away, "Leave him alone,"
"Aw, it's Bucky to the rescue. Why don't ya just leave him to us? He's none of your business anyway."
"Get out of here Charles," Bucky growled. He positioned himself between Steve and the boys.
Bucky was large for his age and quite intimidating.
"Fine," Charles said retreating, "But this ain'tover."
"Are you okay?" The dark haired boy asked.
Steve nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine. I coulda taken them you know."
"Sure, kid," then he stuck out his hand, "Bucky Barnes,"
"Steve Rogers," he wheezed, returning the handshake.
But, he could have taken them. Really, he could have.
~TH~
There is the very short first chapter.More coming soon!God blessed,
Trekkiehood