Come Back to Me

Come Back to Me (Stucky)

"I Can't live anymore sam"

Steve sat in the corner of the room looking at the floor with droopy purple eyes. Sam knew something was up but sam didnt want to ask over the past few days in case he intrudded into his private space. Steves arms were folded with His Head hung low. His Head was constanly trobbing and thinking and wondering. The hum of electricty in the back ground made the whole room un inviting and sam made himself say something.

"What do you mean steve?" Sam was puzzled, he was realived that Steve was finally going to tell him why he was so down.

Sam got out of his seat and walked over the corner. Steve still didnt look up his mind racing with thoughts.Sam put his arm over Steve and looked at him, trying to find his eyes. But All he could look at was his shiney Blonde hair. He still didnt look up.

"Steve Look at me"

Steves Face was swelling with tears, he couldnt hold it together anymore. All the times he said he was fine was a trying to conceal the secret within him. Deeper and Deeper it would hurt.

Steve wasnt himself. He couldnt sleep and all those night he lay their starring at the white ceiling with the paint peeling away above him.If he even got a chance to let his body rest, his mind would be filled with the memories of both of them. He missed him so much.He missed his Best Buds Smile,His laugh He missed his dear friend and he'd do anything for his old buddy back. He missed the good times with his best buddy.

But then the Nightmares would soon follow with him yelling and shouting and sometimes gasping for air. He would always dread the night for the past would haunt him and mess his whole mind up.

Steve looked up from the ground just slighty and at Sam. "I'm so sorry" he mumbled with a unsteady voice. His eyes still red with tears in his eyes.

"I know your upset,but you have to let go Steve. As hard as it is you know you must..."

"What if i dont want to huh?!!" Steve got out of the seat not looking at sam. Sams arm swinging away from his shoulder.

"You dont know what ive been going through! you dont know why i cant sleep at night and thinking of him just makes me weak! I CANT GO ON LIKE THIS ANYMORE SAM I NEED HIM!!" Steve violently kicks the chair with a stack of modern history textbooks. Paper and pens roll all over the floor. Sam watches Steve kick some more furniture and He cant help but plead.

"Steve please. Your going to be okay." Sam walkes up to him reaching his hand out. Steve turns away and faces the wall.

"Steve were here for you. Please tell me whats going on?" sam Pleads

Steves wipes his face dry and walks past sam towards the front door with Both fists clunched.

Steve reaches for his jacket and looks at him, his face glum and droopy.

"Why dont you just tell me why his so important to you. You've lost heaps of men in the war. Steve please...."

Steve finds the ground and starres at it again. He struggles to make his voice normal. "He was like my Brother. I loved him so much and for me to find out that his still alive and a brain washed Russian Soviet Soldier crushes me. Drives me insane because he was my best friend!!He came along and made my days brighter, we did everything together and i want Him back."

Steve tries so hard to fight back the tears, he grabs his jumper and wipes his eyes.

"Steve you know You cant relive the past. You know your friend is gone and Im sorry but life goes on time goes on. i know he was your friend and all but why him?"

Steve walks towards the door and reaches for the handle and before he stepped out he added in a low soft voice.

"Because He was My Jerk"

The door shut loudly behind him and Sam stood their motionless. Speechless.

Hey Guys!

I wanted to write this story because Steve and Bucky are my OTP and i wanted to write a fanfiction of my own instead of spending hours of my life reading them And plus why Not :p

Either way i hope you like it so far.

Cheers x