The texts and phone
calls were daily at first. You understood when he didn’t call
everyday. He was busy with classes and homework. From what you heard,
college was tough. But then the texts became sparse. It wasn’t
until you didn’t hear anything that you understood. You understood
Social media didn’t
help at all. He posted on Instagram; pictures with his new college
friends and girls in skimpy outfits. You heart broke in tiny pieces
whenever you saw the pictures on your feed. You decided to unfollow
him. It would hurt less.
WARNINGS: language and a little angst, and some FLUFFFFFF! for like .2 seconds lol
AUTHOR’S NOTE: reminder: both reader and bucky are now in college. reader is 20 and Bucky 22. thought i would point that out just in case anyone was wondering lol
Bucky raced to Dot’s
house right after he left the coffee shop. He was feeling nervous,
his stomach and heart racing. Part of it being the strong coffee and
the fact that he was going to break up with Dot. What Peter had told
him back at the shop was stuck in his head on a loop. We aren’t
even together anymore.
He parked outside
the fancy apartment complex Dot currently lived in and jumped out of
his truck. He looked up at the sudden dark sky as the clouds began to
gather above him. Bucky cursed himself. He had forgotten all about
the storm that was going to happen later that afternoon.