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Death Ever After - Part 8 - If Only

Death Ever After - A Modern Marvel Alternate Universe x Reader -  Reader is a Childhood friends with the Barnes Children; Richard, Bucky, and Rebecca. A terrible accident occurs forcing the Reader to move in with her biological father. Years pass and destiny decides to play a joke on the reader. Chaos Ensues.

Warnings: Abusive families; Accidents; Death; blame game; etc

Pairings: Modern Marvel AU X Reader; Slight Richard X Reader; Bucky X Reader

(A/N)  This is a Modern Marvel Alternate Universe. In this universe the Barnes parents, George and Winifred are still alive. I brought in Bucky’s comic canon sister Rebecca but added an older brother named Richard. Howard and Maria Stark are also still alive along with Jarvis. Some Characters may seem OOC at time but this is an alternate reality people, shit happens. I hope you all like it.

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I sat in the passenger seat of Steve’s car wringing my hands as we drove up the long driveway of the Barnes family Estate. I could already feel the panic attack settling in as soon as the house came into view. How many years had it been since I was last here? Every little thing I looked at just took me back to that fateful night. My chest starts to heave and I swear I can smell the burning oil. I feel a hand on mine making me jump in shock only to see that Steve had stopped the car and was holding my hand trying to calm me down.

“It’s okay, I’m right here.”

“Steve, I don’t think this was such a good idea after all.”

“Do you want to go home? I can tell them something came up.”

“No,” I reply trying to catch my breath by focusing on his hand. “I made a promise. God why do I have to be the type of person who keeps their word? Why are you even with someone as crazy as I am?”

“Because you are an amazing woman and I am proud to love you.” He replies giving my hand a reassuring squeeze making a smile fill my lips.

“Or you’re just as crazy as I am.”

“That’s probably true too.” He says making me chuckle. “Are you feeling better?”

“Yeah, just don’t let go of my hand.”

“I kind of need it to shift with.” He says motioning to the car and I nod.

“Then don’t complain if I grip your arm too tightly.” I reply and he nods.

“Yes ma’am.” He replies as he pulls his hand from mine. I move my hand to his upper arm and grip tightly as he pulls the car back out onto the driveway. I tried not to hurt him but the fear was making everything unbearable. If I hadn’t promised Becca I would be here I would’ve turned tail and ran away as fast as I possibly could. Reaching up with my free hand I grip tightly to Richard’s key and rub it therapeutically.

I hear the sound of the party become louder as we reach it and I take a deep breath. I release Steve’s arm long enough for him to step out of the car and hand the valet his keys before he rushes over to my side of the car to help me out. Taking his hand, I grip tightly to it and let him lead me from the car to the veranda steps. My mind slips causing me to envision Richard and myself running up these stairs my hand in his. I fight the tears that threaten to fall as I watch them. His smile was so vivid in my mind. I felt that if I reached out I could touch them. Right as I am about to a person walks in front of them making the mirage dissipate.

I quickly clear my throat and grip tightly to Steve’s arm. That’s right. Richard’s gone and I am here with Steve. Taking a deep breath, I collect myself as we walk up the stairs. I am suddenly aware of all the paparazzi snapping pictures of the guests and I grit my teeth. of course, the Barnes would have the paparazzi here. They were never ones for subtlety. Glancing over at Steve I offer him a hopeful smile and he gently grips my hand. “It’s gonna be okay.” He whispers into my ear making my nerves calm down.

The doors open and I look into the foyer to see it full of guests. This wasn’t the first party I had seen here at the Barnes estate. I had practically grown up here in this house. I had never been invited to one of their parties but Richard had always snuck me into his room before he was forced to go to one. I used to watch with Rebecca from the stairs as the people partied and danced the nights away. It was always a beautiful sight.

Parties at Stark manor however, were somewhat normal compared to here. That was most likely due to the fact that I wasn’t good with strangers. Howard and Maria always made sure I was comfortable before they had a party and they never complained about not being able to be as extravagant as they used to have been. Howard actually enjoyed having simple dinner parties, and I could tell Tony didn’t care either way. I hear Rebecca’s voice from a few feet ahead welcoming guests and I follow her voice to see her standing next to her handsome fiancé Doctor John Proctor and her parents.

I feel my body tense as my eyes move over to them. They wouldn’t recognize me, right? And if they did what would happen? Obviously, nothing good. Rebecca’s eyes spot Steve and myself and I force a smile as she practically races over and wraps her arms around me. “I’m so glad you decided to come,” Then she lowered her voice so only Steve and I could here, “Even though I know now much it hurts.”

“Thank you, Becca, for making me come.” I reply making her give me an apologetic smile.

“Thank you, Steve, for bringing her.” Becca says as she hugs her brother’s best friend.

“It’s my pleasure. I couldn’t let her come alone.”

“Oh my,” I hear the familiar voice of Winifred Barnes call out and my body freezes. My eyes shoot to Steve and he instantly gives me a reassuring kiss on the cheek. “How nice of you to join us Miss Stark. I wasn’t aware you were a friend of my daughter’s until I saw the guestlist. Welcome to our home.”

“Thank you for inviting me, you have a beautiful home.” I force out as I act as politely as I could even though my body was shaking with fear.

“Thank you,” Winifred says as she motions for Mr. Barnes to join her. “Darling, this is (Name) Stark, Howard and Maria’s daughter. Miss Stark this is my husband George.”

“Pleasure to meet you.” George replies straightforwardly as he gives me a quick nod.

“It’s nice to make your acquaintance as well Mr. Barnes.” I reply gripping tightly to Steve.

“I’m sorry my dear, but have we met before? Maybe at your father’s company?” He asks his eyes narrowing slightly at me as if he was remembering me.

“That’s a very good possibility. I like to go there to visit my brother Tony.” I lie trying to keep a straight-faced.

“Steve my boy, I didn’t know the two of you were dating. It’s always good to see you.” George says his expression turning to one of loving as he looked at Steve.

“It’s good to be here, and yeah, we’ve tried to keep it quiet for Sarah’s sake.” Steve answers a fatherly air filling his body.

“We don’t want them to say anything bad about either of us or Peggy to her.” I add making him smile softly at me.

“I understand. Sarah doesn’t need to hear anything bad about her parent’s.” George replies and I feel myself kind of shocked at the change in him. Years ago, he wouldn’t have cared what anyone said about anyone. Now, he seemed more conservative and cautious. Was it because of Richard?

“The two of us should be heading inside. We don’t want to keep you from your guests.” Steve says sensing my mood and confusion. I glance at Winifred to see her looking me up and down with a mischievous look on her face. What was she planning?

“Of course, you’re right. I am the bride after all.” Becca replies a bright smile filling her lips before she gives me a tight hug. “Come find me later so we can talk okay?” She adds and I nod.

“Sure, now hurry back to your groom.” I answer making her smile before she rushes over to her fiancé. A sudden thought fills my mind about how happy Richard would have been to see her so in love and my heart clenches. He should be here. As if sensing my thoughts Steve excuses, the both of us and moves me as far away from them as possible. When we are far enough away he gently cups my cheeks as he asks, “Are you okay?”

“No,” I answer truthfully tears threatening my eyes. “He should be here, and because of me he isn’t.”

“It’s not your fault. It’s okay to have feelings like this. I’m sure Richard is here, in his own way.” He gently kisses my forehead making me close my eyes and relish his touch. He was right. I knew he was, but that wasn’t going to stop me from feeling this way. It also didn’t help things that the one person who blamed me the most was somewhere in this house at this party. The thought of seeing him and him knowing who I was terrified the living hell out of me.

“Thank you, Steve,” I say as I hug him tightly.

“No problem,” He replies rubbing my arms reassuringly. Pulling away I look across the room at the stairs and sudden want fills my body. I needed to see Richard’s room. Even if I couldn’t go inside I needed to be near it.

“Steve, can I you do me a favor please?” I ask my eyes moving back to him. He pauses a moment before he nods.

“I’ll keep them busy.” He kisses my forehead before he pulls away and adds, “You do what you need to do. I love you.”

“Thank you so much Steve.” I say before placing a kiss on his lips. He smiles into my lips before he pulls away and heads over to where the Barnes family was. I knew he would stall them for as long as I needed. When he reaches them, I grab the skirt of my evening dress and quickly make my way up the stairs before anyone could notice. I stealthily make my way down the familiar hallway like I was being led. I swear I see Richard run past me and I felt myself start to walk faster until I was practically running down the hall after him.  He turns into a room and I stop in front of his bedroom door my chest heaving and my legs aching.

I reach up and gently place my fingers on the door. Something homey fills my senses making me let out a shaky laugh as I plant my forehead on the door. I was here. I could feel him here. I slide my hand down the smooth wood to the handle and gripping it tight I go to open it only to realize it was locked. My heart drops. Suddenly it felt like he was right here with me. I close my eyes and I swear I could feel his arms wrap around me and hold me tight. I lean back into his touch a sad smile filing my face. This felt so real; but that was impossible. Richard was gone. His ghost still haunted this house; but he wasn’t here, not really.

“I miss you.” I say the words shaky as they leave my mouth. I feel him kiss the back of my head and I grit my teeth. “I’m sorry, I’m so, so sorry. It should have been me. Your sister is getting married, you should be here for her. You should’ve stayed away from me.” I feel him tense against me and am suddenly filled with fear. How could a ghost tense? I quickly pull away from what I thought was a ghost and turn around. “Oh god.”

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