inner strength

Rescued

Summary: After Bucky comes to your aid in a moment of panic you extend an invitation to family dinner. Neither of you could have foreseen how this small act of kindness would alter you, and your life, forever.

Warnings: Mentions of, and a situation set up for, being attacked by a man. Swearing, I can’t NOT.
Word Count: 905
Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Author’s Note: Hello my Freaky Darlings!  This fic has been sitting in my drafts for too long and I feel like I need to post it otherwise I’ll never get the drive to finish.  I’m not sure how many parts it will have, as the story continues to evolve as I explore the Reader.  

The chapters will be released once a week and will be of varying lengths. I’m going for quality over quantity, my dudes.

I had three wonderful people helping and encouraging me, it’s because of them that this is ever getting posted. Thank you @the-pri-experience @tatortot2701 and @bxckytrxsh for your support, you are all so lovely xo


After the shift you’d had at the hospital today, the last thing you wanted to do was stop for groceries. The crowded aisles, the long lines, the unpacking at home; none of these things sounded as good as Netflix and wine. Normally you’d put it off and order delivery but the fact that your entire family would be staying at your house this weekend meant it was a necessity.  God knows how much food your brothers could tuck back…

With a sigh, you pulled into a parking stall and made your way inside the store. It was getting late, your brother Jordan would give you the ‘disappointed face’ if he knew you were running errands alone: his fiancée Karen had been attacked a couple years ago while walking through a parkade after hours. With that thought, you hurriedly weaved through the aisles stocking up on snacks and the basics, like eggs and bread. The store was practically deserted so you were able to navigate around with ease: which was good because holiday hours meant it was closing early. You and another woman were the last two out before they locked the doors.

Night had fallen while you were inside and the parking lot had an ominous feeling about it. You and the other lady gave each other nervous glances and hurriedly made your way to your cars. You were really regretting your lazy morning and wished you had just done the shopping before work.

The other woman only had a few bags and was done well before you, but you were relieved to see that she sat in her car on the phone while you unloaded your full cart. Your nerves had your mind racing, and all the details of Karen’s attack were flooding your brain, amping up your anxiety. The hair on your arms was standing on end and your gut was telling you to hustle. Before you could finish packing the trunk and return your cart, the other shopper finished her phone call and started to drive away.

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Day Seven Hundred Thirty Nine.

in the moments that knees tremble 
and thoughts are all consuming 
i hear her calm, clear voice in my head
repeating 
you can do it

as every measured inhale 
transforms into a powerful exhale
the world stops spinning
and i realize that
i can.