Secrets Hidden in Yellow Paper [6]
Pairings: Bucky x Daughter.Reader
Warnings: Death, Murder, Verbal Fighting, Lies
While Bucky would never know the truth, she knew it was there, and even if he couldn’t see it, there it would forever be. With a heavy sigh, her tears gave way to the relief of a decision, but the agony of its outcome, and she followed her father out into his apartment, deathly unprepared for what she didn’t know was about to come. If you tell fate your plans, she laughs and tells you, you’re wrong.
The door clicked closed behind them as Bucky and Irina entered his apartment and headed toward the kitchen. But as they entered, a curse fell off Bucky’s lips and he scrambled to the island counter, sweeping things into his hands, “Uh, sorry, I was supposed to clean this up before you got here, but then Nat came over and—”
“Natasha stopped by?” Irina interrupted, stepping over to help him when she froze in place, stiffening at the sight before her. Her heart pounded in her chest and echoed in her ears until it drowned out all sense of the present. Random things spread across the counter, but her eyes fell on the pictures.
Her hands shook as she lifted one up, “Who’s this?” she asked, looking to Bucky who seemed like he’d seen a ghost. His face paled, and his jaw ticked tightly, and for a moment, he looked angry, but it quickly melted away into something she couldn’t define.
He took the photo and placed it in a box along with the others. It took a moment, but when he spoke his voice wasn’t as strong as before, “M-my daughter…”
Irina’s heart dropped as her eyes widened, “D-daughter?” she said, shock overtaking her tone, but finality sealing her in her place. Bucky nodded, but he never met her eyes.
“Yea…she was so little back then,” he said, a laugh forcing its way from his lungs all too tightly, and she turned away.
“I didn’t know you were married…”
“It was a long time ago.”
“What happened?” Irina asked. She knew she shouldn’t, she knew she was invading his privacy, but everything ached for answers. Her skin crawled, and her mind screamed. Her heart begged her to stop, though, as she fought the lump crawling up her throat.