A/N: I used google translate for the parts in Russian, I'm really sorry if they aren't correct
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"Давай, Александра! Продолжать!" 'Come on Alexandra, your weak! Keep going!'
Alexandra continued, but her body was ready to give out. If she stopped, she would be punished. She did not want to be punished. She had spent years learning, training, suffering. She couldn't give up now. She was scared of what they would do to her.
"слабый!"'Weak!'
Alexandra cried. She was sure her body would collapse beneath her. But finally, her teacher instructed everyone to stop. Alexandra attempted to stop smoothly, making sure she at least finished on a good note. That's when she realized she was the only one still standing.
Dozens of girls were on the floor, either passed out or crying in pain. Alexandra was the only one remaining in her group.
"Молодец, мисс Новикова" 'Well done, Miss Novikova'
Alexandra silently sighed of relief, but kept an emotionless face for the teacher.
"Мисс Сорокина!" 'Miss Sorokina!'
Her teacher called out. Suddenly, a lady approached Alexandra. And she handed her a gun.
"Стрелять!" 'Shoot!'
Alexandra received the gun, holding it tightly.
She didn't want to do this.
But it's either kill or be killed. So she aimed. She aimed at the girl closest to her, lying on the ground in pain.
The girl looked up, terrified.
"Пожалуйста, не нужно!" ' Please, don't!'
Alexandra didn't want to do it. But she had to listen. She had no other choice.
"Извини сестра" 'I'm sorry, sister'
With one swift movement, she pulled the trigger.
BANG!
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Alex woke up, breathing heavily. Sweat dripped down her face, as she realized it was only a nightmare. She looked over at the clock on her bedside table. 3:27 am, it read. Alex sighed.
"I'll just get up." she muttered to herself, before settling in a sitting position over the edge of her bed.
I thought the nightmares were gone.
Alex put on her dressing gown (Idk how other countries say dressing gown but I'm not looking it up sooo) and walked into her kitchen. She got herself some cereal and sat at her counter. She couldn't stop thinking about her nightmare. It had been months since she'd had one.
Why would they come back?...
She continued to think for a while, but then her phone buzzed, revealing a message from Bucky.
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Bucky walked towards Alex, aiming a gun to her head.
"Please don't do this. It's me, Bucky please, you know me!"
"No I don't."
Alex kept walking backwards but her back hit the wall. Bucky slowly inched towards her, the gun rising to her head.
"Please! You know me! We're friends!"
"No we're not!"
"Just try to remember me! Please!"
"No!"
Bucky inched even closer to her, the gun now right up to her head.
"Bucky?! You don't have to do this... Bucky?!"
"...Who the hell is Bucky?"
BANG!
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Bucky woke up startled, his breathing heavy and uneven. He was covered in layers of sweat, lying on the floor. Again. He swore he fell asleep on the couch.
Alex.
Bucky instinctively raced to his phone, finding Alex's number.
Bucky: Are you okay?
Bucky sent the message instantly, not really thinking about it.
I shouldn't of sent that. Dammit!
Bucky glanced over at the time. 3:52 am. She won't even be up.
He went to the message and tried to figure out how to delete it (he may be hot but he's hopeless a technology), but before he figured it out, he got a reply.
Alex: Uh, yeah.. Are u okay??
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Alex read the message Bucky sent. Alex was confused. Why would he ask if she was okay? How could he know...
It's probably a coincidence.
Alex replies quite quickly.
Alex: Uh, yeah.. Are u okay??
Alex got a little worried. Why would Bucky text her at nearly 4 in the morning. Did something happen to him?
Bucky: I'm good I guess. Sorry if I woke you up.
Alex: Oh no, you didn't wake me up, I was already awake. Why are you up?
Alex waited for his response, but she was pretty sure she already knew why.
Bucky: Just another nightmare, no big deal..
Alex sighed.
Alex: Oh, okay..
Alex wasn't sure what else to say after that. It had been about 5 minutes and Bucky had probably gone off his phone by now. But she still wanted to reply.
Alex: I had one too
Alex expected Bucky to reply a little while after, but he replied instantly,
Bucky: What?
Alex: A nightmare.. I had one too
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Alex had a nightmare?
Bucky: Oh, are you okay?
Alex: It's okay, it's not that bad. I'll be fine
Bucky: oh, okay
And that's where the conversation ended.
A/N:
So,
Idek what just happened but I like it sooo I'm keeping it.
I call this character development ladies, blokes, and non-binary folks. But I like where Alex's story is going, I have a few things planned but I'll see what happens.
ALSO okay okay okay so I only just found out Australia is the only country that pronounces AC/DC 'acca dacca', do you guys not do that? I love that it's the Aussies who say the name of an Australian band wrong tho lmao.
Also, Wonderwall is such a BOP UGH
Ok thanks bye :)
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