Chapter 6
You woke up with a start, squinting moving your aching limbs. You coughed sitting up from the hard wood floor beneath you.
"Hey sunshine, you got all of that out of your system?" Logan stood on the other side of the bar, shirt agape drinking a beer. The sound of him hitting a cue ball made your head throb.
"What happened?"
Logan chuckled lifting an eyebrow, lining up another shot at the pool table. "You said you wanted to make bad choices, what better place than a strip club."
You stood up feeling queasy, you stumbled, looking down you were in your bra and underwear. Logan laughed watching you realize your choice of attire. Blushing you scrambled to cover yourself.
Logan rested on his stick, shaking his head.
"Don't look at me, you did that all on your own. And well, with the help of Diamond over there." Logan turned to the bar where you spotted a scantily clad blonde taking shots.
"Oh god." You rubbed your face, rubbing some glitter from your arms.
"Logan-"
"Ah ah!" Logan removed his cigar, wagging a finger at you. "Don't worry I didn't let you get too wild." He tossed his pole onto the table, reaching into his pocket he pulled out a wad of cash.
"This isn't bad for your first time stripping. You've got some moves, kid." He smirked, making his way over to you.
Logan smelled your shampoo wafting through his nostrils placing the cash in your limp Palm.
"You feel better?"
"Beside the pounding headache and nauseous feeling, I'm great."
"Yeah. This can be our little secret." Logan lifted an eyebrow, grabbing your clothes handing them to you.
His phone fell from the bundle. You picked it from the floor, glancing over the messages.
"So... Ten missed calls from Scott and Jean?" You spoke out toward him as he walked away from you.
Logan rubbed both hands over his face sharply inhaling.
"Aw shit.."
You grabbed you phone seeing a handful of calls-ranging from Natasha to Tony.
"Fuck. This can't be good.."
You got up, sliding your shirt on.
Logan headed toward the bar to pay the tab while you pulled on your skirts over your legs.
"I'm getting the bat signal from Charles, he sounds angry, time to get you back home." Logan reached for his jacket, ushering you through the exit.
Opening the door, the sun blinded you while you struggled to spot Logan's truck. Hearing gravel crunch not far from where you stood, you turned, seeing Tony's red Mercedes pulling up behind you. Pushing your foot through your flip flops, you glanced crossly at the car. Readying your words, you were at a loss when Bucky emerged from the drivers seat. You froze, unprepared for this, Bucky made his way toward you grimacing. His shoulders were set, an menacing scowl rested on his face.
"Y/n! This is where you've been?"
Your face turned red, Logan appeared aways behind him, pulling on his jacket.
"Now hold on Barne-"
Bucky, upon hearing Logans voice, his arm whirled, as he began stalking toward Logan .
"You mother fucker!" Bucky lunged
at Logan, pushing him against the truck, it whines under the weight of them both.
"Cool it! It was Y/Ns idea! I don't want to fight you." Logan spoke sternly, fending off Buckys attacks.
"Bucky! Stop it- you're being childish." You yelled, grabbing Buckys attention.
Bucky wound a metal hand toward Logans neck, "IM CHILDISH?! How could you do-"
"Do what?" You crossed your arms. You were done with this merry go round of hell, "Logan is my friend, he was just consoling-"
"Consoling you with what? His dick?! Fuck doll! "
Hey!" Logan yelled bringing Buckys attention back to him. "I know how this may look, trust me I do. But I really need you to cool it so we can talk this out."
"Logan. You don't owe him any explanation. Bucky, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"
You gritted your teeth
"I told you and Steve I was done! We are over, Don't act like this! Besides You were fucking Steve and Tony-"
Bucky had forgotten all of that actually forgotten how this had all started.
"Y/n, I'm sorry but is this your way of getting back at me, us? Obviously you want attention-"
Bucky pulled his knife, clashing against Logans now visible claws.
"Think about this, I don't want to fight you- Y/n and I- we go way back. Things got a bit-crazy last night at the bar, I take full responsibility for her. But me and Y/n, we didn't -"
"Shut up! You took advantage because she was voulnerable, weak."
Bucks eyes were wild.
Logan pushed him back, taking a defensive Stance. Bucky pulled back and threw himself at Logan once more.
"She's not yours she's mine and you need to fucking keep your claws off her." Bucky flipped his knife, cutting Logans arm. You leaned against Logans car, shaking your head at the scene before you.
"Bucky, It was just a few drinks at the bar! We didn't do anything!!"
Logan kicked out Buckys knife, punching him in the chest.
"Get ahold of yourself! I'm not the enemy here! Listen to her! NOTHING HAP-"
Bucky punched and kicked with perfect form at Logan. Logan blocked each blow matching his speed.
"You had her, you hurt her- and guess who had to pick up the pieces?! Do you know how long it took me?! To make her trust someone again? For her to love me?! Because she was too afraid I'd be like you!!"
Bucky fell back , stumbling but still standing, he placed his hands on his knees heavily breathing.
Logan stood, eyeing his fists,
"DAMN IT BARNES, I DIDN'T FUCK HER!"
Buckys words and Logans yell drew you from the car door, your mouth fell agape. Logan looked to you, " is that true? What he said?"
He approached you quickly studying your face, "I iddnt know I had,
God Y/n, if I had known ..id never do that again, you know that right? Look at me- right ?"
Your voice was just above a whisper, "it's alright you know. We're just friends, what had happened before I've forgiven years ago."
"I gotta go." Logan swallowed, rounding his truck.
"Logan?" You weakly spoke lagging behind him, "what are you doing?"
Logan shut his door, avoiding your gaze. " I, I shouldn't have come to get you, my emotions clouded my judgement. The only way I am going to completely get over you is-. Jean and I, I wanna treat her better than I did you. If cutting eachother from our lives. I see now, I'm sorry Kid. For
everything."
Your eyes tears up now, you turned in Buckys direction, he had his hands crossed behind his head, watching you both interact.
Logan grabbed your hand kissing it. "Bucky makes you happy and is a good man, he loves you too. "
"And you know this because.."
"Because he looks at you the way I do. And it appears he's not the only one-" Logan nodded making you turn around, a motorcycle pulled up beside Tony's car. Steve pulled off his helmet, looking toward Bucky then to you.
"Well I'll be, wow." You laughed to yourself, facing Logan. "We had a good run didn't we?"
"Come on, I'm not dying. We'll see each other around. Ok."
You waved backing up as Logan pulled off. You sucked in a breath, facing both boys Who kept a good distance from one another.
"It's now or never", whispering to yourself you walked toward Steve. Steve placed his helmet on the seat, inhaling a quick breath unsure where to look. You reached a hand around his neck, gaining his attention.
"Steve.." You swirled a finger around the hair in his neck, his eyes briefly closed, a moan creeping from his throat. "Y/n.."
"Look at me, I love you Steve. Just as much as I love Bucky. I'm sorry if you feel differently and needed someone else...If there's anything I can do?"
The corner of Steves mouth twitched. "Yn. You're perfect. I dunno what happened with me, " he wrapped his arms around the back of you, relaxing against your body, he leaned his forehead touching yours. You both stood like that, only for a moment feeling like hours, an image flicked behind your eyes of simpler times-
Steve reading the newspaper on the sofa, you spread across his legs reading a book, resting your head on Buckys lap while he flipped through the history channel, making sounds under his breath when the narrator would get the information wrong.
Steves words brought you out of your mind.
"I've missed you so much, I knew what I was getting into with Bucky and you. I started getting a head of myself- and. I confessed to Buck I wanted you for myself and, "
Your eyes widened staring at Steve intently, hanging on his every word.
"I want him too. I felt like I was competing for your affections and Buckys. This was stupid. You would have never went to Logan if I hadnt pushed you away and I didn't mean to bring Tony- I just can't apologize enough. Please forgive me." Steve squeezed you tightly against him You looked to Bucky, a look of fear on his expression. You held Steves hand walking toward Bucky.
"What's going on?" Bucky thickly spoke, noticing your hand entwined with Steve, he skeptically looked at you both.
"Bucky. I'm sorry for leaving but I needed to get away. You must believe me when I tell you nothing happened between me and Logan," tears streamed down your face.
"Sh, with all the crazy shit that's happened let's not even. I'm sorry I didn't listen. I just saw you and your clothes were messed up and he," Bucky leaned hugging you kissing your cheek he wrapped an arm around you. "I've missed you and you, Steve." Bucky put a hand over Steves shoulders, instantly smiled relaxing.
You looked at him expecting ly, one hand on Steve the other gripping onto Bucky.
"Y/n, this is alll water under the bridge baby doll. We just need to talk it out from now on ok? Instead of just going off of pure Adrenaline. Right Steve?"
Steve looked down to you then Bucky.
"I don't know if I can go back to that Buck.."
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