HALEYYY babyyy, when are you going to update who is she? I'd love to know what happens next, does she leave him? Why did he lie to her? ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฐmake it a bit angstyyy BCUZ i wanna see her get mad at him for lying SOOO bad๐๐ฎโ๐จ
Oh, Natalia (Pt 2. of Who is She?)
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A/N: Babyyyyy here is the update :) It's slightly short but hope you like it still <33 Please show support if you can!! Reblog, comment, like, I really appreciate them all ๐ฅบ๐ฅบ
Warnings: Angsty, Mob!Bucky x Reader
โJames.โ You rolled her eyes as he walked into your shared bedroom. His brows furrowed when you called him James. You only ever called him that when you're upset, which is pretty reasonable in this situation considering he didn't tell you about Natalia.
โSince when do you call me that, doll?โ You looked up at him with an annoyed expression, making him sigh loudly, โOh come on, just hear me out. She means absolutely nothing to me, she was dead to me the second sheโฆโ
โThe second she what?โ You looked up at him again with your arms crossed. He still hadn't told you a thing about her, and it was really starting to piss you off. Clearly something had happened between them that caused her to leave but they never even got divorced, and now she's back.
โIt...it doesnโt matter." He sighed again, pinching the bridge of his nose, "The point is that she means absolutely nothing to me. Youโre the one I want.โ Bucky sighed as you ignored him and continued packing your things. He shook his head at the memories of Natalia. Not the happy ones, oh no, he'd forgotten those the second he caught her cheating on him with his assistant. Not that he was going to tell you that of course, he only ever told Steve.
The second Natalia introduced herself, you could actually feel your heart shattering into tiny pieces. It felt like every good memory you had with Bucky started to disappear in that moment. You felt like everything had changed in that instant. He was a married man, to a beautiful woman who you felt like you could never compete with. She was so different compared to you, she was so independent. It made you think about all your memories with Bucky, and how controlling he truly was.
โPlease come on, you have to hear me out! You canโt just leave like this!โ Bucky grabbed your bag and threw it on the ground angrily, snapping you out of your thoughts.
You weren't going to back down, not this time, โTry to stop me, I fucking dare you.โ
โSweetheartโฆplease Iโฆfuck please just stay. Iโll explain everything, I promise I will. Please just stay.โ He wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly in his arms like if he's afraid you'll break if he lets go. You pulled away at first then stopped when you saw tears pooling up in his eyes. You sighed loudly before hugging him back, resting your head against his chest. You listened to the rapid beating of his heart, of the vibrations in his chest. You could tell how hurt he as that you were leaving, but for your sake you couldn't stay any longer. You wanted to stay so badly, you couldn't picture your life without him. But you just couldn't. He lied to you. After everything you told him about your ex and how he lied to you during your entire relationship, he still chose to lie to you.
โI-IโฆI canโtโฆI have to go, Iโm sorry. You lied to me. You swore youโd never do that to me. My last relationship was nothing but lies and I canโt go through that again. Please just let me go.โ You pulled away from the hug and quickly wiped your tears away before picking your bag up to finished packing up your things. You zipped up your suitcase and your bag with all your things before giving Bucky a hug fro the last time.
โPlease, sweetheartโฆIโm begging you. Please donโt go.โ
"I can't stay...it hurts...it hurts so much, James...you lied to me. You hurt me. I never thought you'd hurt me. Ever. I...I just...I just can't stay." I'm sorry
"I know, love...I know I hurt you...but I'm sorry...please stay. Please don't go. I love you, please don't leave."
โIโฆI have to. Iโm sorry. Goodbye, James.โ
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You woke up to somebody knocking on your door loudly. You grabbed your phone from the bedside table to check the time. It was 6AM. Who was here so early in the morning? You rolled out of bed with a groan, and threw on the hoodie that Bucky had left at your apartment. You rubbed your eyes slowly as you opened the door to a smiling Bucky, with coffee and a bouquet of flowers in his hands.
"Good morning, sweetheart."
"What do you want, James?" You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms, trying to look mad. It was cute how you tried to keep an angry face when you could just barely keep your eyes open with how tired you were. Normally, Bucky would've laughed at your cute attempt to look intimidating but instead he just handed you the cup of coffee.
"I just wanted to bring you some coffee, oh and also these flowers," He handed you the bouquet of flowers, grinning like an idiot. "I remember you were looking at them last time we were at the..." He trailed off once he realized that the last time you were at the farmer's market together, you bumped into Natalia.
"Thank you. Is that all?" You rolled your eyes, and set the flower down at the table near the entrance.
"Um yeah, I'll see you later" Bucky looked down, scratching the back of his head. He opened his mouth to say something, trying to figure out a way to ask you to dinner later, but before he could say anything, you slammed the door in his face.
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For the past two weeks, Bucky has been showing up at your doorstep every single day. That too at random times, it was always when you were home. It was like he'd memorized your schedule.
You tried to keep your distance. You tried your best not to think about him but you couldn't help it. It was impossible not to think about him when he was there all the fucking time. Your friends were starting to get sick of you complaining about him. One of them actually introduced you to one of their friends, hoping you'll stop talking about Bucky finally. He was coming to get you soon but you felt weird going on a date with anyone that isn't Bucky. You decided to go downstairs to get a cup of coffee to clear your mind.
You grabbed your keys and opened your door before screaming when you noticed somebody was standing there. "Jesus, what the fuck, Bucky?! You scared me!"
"I was going to knock before you opened the door." He chuckled as he handed you a pink bag.
"What is this? What do you want?" You looked inside the bag and noticed it was a red dress. He loved in you anything, but he absolutely adored you in red.
"Well I got you something you could wear to dinner tonight with me. I know you have work later tonight but we could grab a quick bite if you're up for it." He smiled, taking your hand in his and making you feel even more guilty than before.
"I...I can't, I have plans in a bit." You looked down, scared he'll cause a scene if he finds out.
"Oh...okay, where are you going?" He let go of your hand, slipping his hands back in his pockets.
"Just meeting up with a friend." You looked away, knowing he'll catch you lying if you look at him.
"Okay, I guess I'll see you later." He mumbled, walking away.
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"Well this is me, it was nice to see you!" You carefully got out of your date's car, smiling back at him. Your date was quite polite, he drove you home, gave you his jacket so you weren't cold, and he listened to you rant about Bucky all night.
"Yeah, I had a lot of fun too! Would you wanna go out again sometime?" He smiled at you, taking your hand in his. You quickly pulled your hand away, afraid Bucky was around somewhere watching you.
"Um yeah, that sounds like fun."
"Great, I'll see you later then!"
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You walked out of the elevator and made your way to your apartment. You actually had a good time tonight, but why did you feel so guilty.
"Seriously? You really went out with that guy?"
"What do you want, Bucky?" You rolled your eyes, and started rifling through your purse to find your keys.
"Well when you said you had plans with a friend you didn't mention that it was a date." He huffed as he stared at you with a stern expression.
"It wasn't a date, it was just...I...You know, why am I explaining myself to you? Just go home," He sighed at your response, he was beyond pissed right now to think rationally. He grabbed your keys out of your hands to make you look up at him. "Stop, what the hell are you doing?!" You tried to get your keys back from him but he just held them over your head.
"Are you gonna see him again?" He asked as you groaned loudly.
"Bucky give me my keys back." You reached for them again but he didn't budge.
"Are you gonna see him again or not?" He asked again.
"I- I don't fucking know, okay? Just give me my keys back," You sighed and tried to reach for your keys again. He quickly put them in his pocket, before pushing you up against your door. "Ugh, you're so fucking annoying." You groaned, trying to push him away.
"I can't believe you're already dating." He muttered, rolling his eyes and looking away.
"Are you fucking serious right now?" You were beyond pissed at how he was dealing with this situation. How come he gets to play the fucking victim right now. He broke your heart, and now you're the villain for trying to move on?
"Yes, I'm fucking serious, I mean for fuck's sake we just broke up!" He practically yelled as you pushed you against the door harder, almost making you cry out in pain.
"Fuck! Are you fucking serious right now, Bucky? You broke my fucking heart! Was that not enough?" You broke down into sobs, unable to stop the tears any more, "Why do you keep doing this to me? Why do you keep hurting me?" Your tears started to blur your vision, your breathing started becoming short and harsh.
"Sweetheart, please..." His eyes softened as he noticed the tears rolling down your cheeks. He backed away from you finally, letting you stand there and cry against your door. He hated seeing you cry, all he wanted to do was wipe those tears away and hold you to make it all better. But that wasn't going to work in this time.
"You know what, give me my fucking keys now. I'm fucking done with this conversation." You wiped the tears away quickly and held your hand out. He hesitantly handed you your keys back, and you immediately began to unlock your door.
"Doll, just listen to me, please...." He grabbed your arm, trying to stop you from going in but you quickly pulled away with all of your strength.
"I get it, okay! I'm already going on dates, I'm pathetic, I should be sitting at home and crying over you right now. How dare I try to move on and actually be happy." You glared at him as you opened the door to your apartment and walked inside.
"What?! What do you have to say to me right now? Stop saying please and fucking talk." You turned around to face him, no longer crying, instead you were angry now.
"Oh umm, usually when you're mad I just say sweetheart and then you yell at me," He awkwardly chuckled, scratching the back of his head. " I haven't really thought past that point"
"What?" You looked at him with a confused expression on your face.
"Oh I actually didn't have anything prepared...umm just give me a minute."
"Oh fuck you!" You yelled before picking your purse him to hit him with it.
"Ow! What the hell are you doing!" You kept hitting him with the purse till he started to back away and was finally outside your apartment. "Sweetheart, stop! I said I'm sorry!" You slammed the door shut in his face, making him groan in annoyance. If only Natalia hadn't come back.
"What now?" Steve greeted him downstairs, and decided not to ask what happened up there. Bucky looked pretty upset so it was safe to say things didn't go too well.
"Just find the guy she went out with and make sure he stays away from her."
"Just fucking do it." Bucky glared at him, causing Steve to sigh and walk away. He'll hunt the guy down as Bucky had asked him to but he knew it wasn't going to fix things between you and him.
Bucky got in the car, slamming the door shut behind him, "Are we going home, sir?"
"No, take me to Natalia's"