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ready for anything? [closed] Josephine-barton

steven-grant:

josephine-barton:

"I know what happens when people go through war Steven…" she said, "And I really don’t think that kicking down a door is normal…" she said kneeling infront of him not wanting to get the sofa wet, "I know how hard it gets after you spend your whole life blocking people from your life, but I’m here to stay, as a friend, and friends tell each other things, and give each other help when they need it."

His teeth were gritting so hard they’d chip at any moment. and his hand dug into the arm of the coach so tightly it was nearly quivering. He couldn’t explain. To explain was to admit he was broken and legends don’t break. She spoke as if she understood, so why didn’t she realize talking wouldn’t help. Act normal, and you’ll be normal; advise often given to the young soldiers during the war days. “I’m fine” he said coldly, his eyes distant though they met her’s they were somewhere else. “I understand that you’re trying to help. But you’re not” he spoke earnestly.

Josephine stood up, “Fine, maybe this will be what you wish to hear, or the last thing you would ever wish to hear, but there is something wrong with you Steven.” she said sternly, “I know how much you don’t want to talk! I know it seems like I don’t, but you’re the only person I have! To watch you die was bad enough. Now I know your big secret, but somehow I’m still being kept in the dark.”

ready for anything? [closed] Josephine-barton

steven-grant:

josephine-barton:

Josephine was shocked by what was happening, “Steven,” she said running over to the door, She grabbed his arm, “Did I say something?” she asked confused, “I’m sorry…” she looked down then back up to him, “I didn’t mean to say anything wrong…” she said then decided not to be pushed down this time, “S-sit down.” she commanded looking at him sternly with some uncertainty in her voice and face.

He she tugged his arm it was as if he pulled him back to reality. The flashbacks never did last long. There was a moment of silence before he answered, as he tried to get himself together. Without a word he agreed, making his way back to the couch and taking a seat. He knew the conversation coming would be much much worse then the one before. Whether she was angry or concerned.

"I know what happens when people go through war Steven…" she said, "And I really don’t think that kicking down a door is normal…" she said kneeling infront of him not wanting to get the sofa wet, "I know how hard it gets after you spend your whole life blocking people from your life, but I’m here to stay, as a friend, and friends tell each other things, and give each other help when they need it."

ready for anything? [closed] Josephine-barton

steven-grant:

josephine-barton:

"I know how hard it is to let people in." Josephine said, "I lived a tough life and was robbed of many things, but you don’t have to be robbed of the truth and friendship Steven." she looked into his eyes, "I’m not trying to be overwhelming, but… I’m trying to find some way to cope with everything, and I think right now, really, I just need to know that you trust me. I trust you and need you to know that I’ll be there for you to the end of the line…" she looked deep into his eyes, "Alright?…"

God he hated talking. He cared for Josie but the last thing she needed was for him to open up. Things were much better with everything stowed away. After all his walls were the only thing that kept him functioning and he wasn’t about to tear them down now. As She went on it was clear just how uncomfortable he was growing. He slipped his hands in his pockets and idly rolled back on forth on his heels, eyes squinting and lips turned into a slight frown.

Until she said it. How could she have known. Could it really be some freak coincidence. Memories of Bucky flashed in front of his widened eyes until he was completely surrounded by them. From fond memories of his brother to being nearly beaten to death by…his brother. He took a step back, looking around bewildered and panicked. It took all his concentration to remember what was reality. “I have to go” he managed. Stumbling back words a few steps before turning and making his way quickly for the door way. All the while memories tormented him from every direction

Josephine was shocked by what was happening, “Steven,” she said running over to the door, She grabbed his arm, “Did I say something?” she asked confused, “I’m sorry…” she looked down then back up to him, “I didn’t mean to say anything wrong…” she said then decided not to be pushed down this time, “S-sit down.” she commanded looking at him sternly with some uncertainty in her voice and face.

ready for anything? [closed] Josephine-barton

steven-grant:

josephine-barton:

steven-grant:

 

"I know, relax" he tried to calm her. "You have to understand, I just wanted to keep you safe." he explained, and though he still stood by his decision he felt slightly guilty. "The world I live in…its…" he struggled to find a right words. "A scary place" he settled

"Steven, I just… I don’t know." she said looking down, "I watched the ship fall… and you were on it…" she looked up with fear, "How are you here?" she asked, "I care about you, and to basically see you’re only friend die on TV is a little heartbreaking. Then you come home and I have to act like everything is okay…" she ran a hand through her wet and saucy hair.

As she spoke the guilt only grew. “that’s…not fair” he admit, his gaze falling to the ground as he realized just as how thoughtless he had been. Looking back up, he met her eyes solidly. “I’m sorry” he apologized earnestly. “It’s not always easy to get close to people when you live like I do” he tried to explain, speaking words he never previously let himself admit. “I want to do right by you, but at the same time. People I know get hurt” his voice quieted slightly, his blue eyes searching her’s for answers.

"I know how hard it is to let people in." Josephine said, "I lived a tough life and was robbed of many things, but you don’t have to be robbed of the truth and friendship Steven." she looked into his eyes, "I’m not trying to be overwhelming, but… I’m trying to find some way to cope with everything, and I think right now, really, I just need to know that you trust me. I trust you and need you to know that I’ll be there for you to the end of the line…" she looked deep into his eyes, "Alright?…"

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