Y/n:„im tired..."
Steve:„y/n please! You slept the whole day and night!"
~y/n pov~
I stood up and felt dizzy...after I got dressed I walked downstairs, ate something and drove to school by bus.
As I was sitting in class I felt Freddie pulling my hair which hurt but I couldn't do anything against it.
Well I could defend myself...should I?
I thought about it the whole lesson and as he pulled on my hair again I punched him into the face.
Teacher;„y/n! Oh my god! To the principal now!"
Y)n:„he was pulling my hair..."
Teacher;‚principal now!"
I sighed but walked into his office.
He called my dad's and they came some minutes later.
Bucky:„y/n what did you do?"
Principal:„the problems are starting again!"
Y/n:„he was pulling my hair...I swear!'
Steve:„we know that hurts but that doesn't mean that you can punch someone!"
Y/n:„you told me to defend myself!"
Steve:„not like that!'
Principal:„im gonna talk to Freddie and his parents! Y/n I know you're trying your best to walk out of their way but maybe you should talk to them a bit! Get friends hm?"
I just nodded and felt how I got dizzy and tired.
As we stood up I felt to my knees.
Principal;‚y/n? You ok?"
I nodded but felt so tired that as my dad stretched his hand out, to help me up that I saw it twice and couldn't stand up.
Steve:„y/n...hey you ok?"
Y/n:„dizzy..."
Bucky;‚alright let's get you to Bruce!"
He picked me up and they drove as fast as they could back to the compound.
Steve:„bruce? Bruce where are you?!'
He wasn't there so they tried to call him.
After he didn't pick up I already felt asleep in my dad's arms.
Maybe ten minutes later Bruce came into the room and saw me.
Bruce:„you put her into school right?'
Steve:‚yeah we thought she slept enough..."
Bruce:„she was clearly tired! You can't just put her back to school!"
Bucky:‚bruce that's not important right now! We need to know what we should do!'
Bruce:‚she needs sleep! And she needs to drink more!"
They put me to bed and I woke up in the evening.
Bucky:„y)n dinner will be ready in ten!"
I nodded and sat down on the couch.
After food I felt a bit better and my dad's wanted to talk to me so we walked upstairs.
Steve:„y/n we wanted to talk about the punch!'
Y/n:„im sorry..."
Steve:„ sorry won't fix everything ok? You could've hurt him!"
Y/n:„but-"
Bucky:‚no but y/n!"
Y/n:„but he hurts me too!"
Steve:‚we know...it's hard!'
Y/n:„you don't know anything..."
Steve:„hm?"
Y/n:„you don't know anything!"
Bucky:‚y/n!"
Steve;„apologize right now!'
Y/n:„no! It's true! You don't know how this feels!"
Steve:„y/n! It's not about if I know how it feels!"
Y/n;„you never help me out! You just make it worse!"
Bucky:„y/n stop it!"
Y/n:„you told me to defend myself! I did! And you are angry!"
Steve:„y/n! I didn't mean punching! I meant to stop them from hurting you!"
Y/n:„then tell me! How could I know?!"
Steve:‚first of all don't raise your voice at me young lady! And second I thought that you were so smart and think about it!'
