Chapter 2
“Look Bucky I know you’re not happy about me having to go back on tour but I only have one left. I’ll be back in 21 months and then I’m home for good” Steve said putting boxes down in the living room. They had just started moving in to the apartment. Steve wasn’t staying which hurt him a bit. The man had to go back to the Army for 21 months. He had been on this rotation for a month when he was captured. Then it took three years to be able to come back home. Lucky this apartment was cheap and was close to all of the places he needed to go. The sad part was it was cheap because a person died in it. Crazy Ex or something along those lines.
“Stevie I was captured a month into returning to the base. I don’t trust it you could get hurt” He said opening the boxes. Having one arm meant that he wasn’t lifting any of the boxes into the apartment.
“I know, I’ll be careful. I’ll be back in new york soon and we’ll hang out and I don’t know go to bars or something” Steve said patting his back before turning to go get more boxes. The only reason he moved instead of living with Steve’s mother was because of the look she kept giving him. It made him feel guilty that he had lost an arm. He knew it was because out of Steve and himself Steve was the one running into danger. That worried Steves mother that if the safter one of the two got hurt that badly what would happen to her son. Steve tried to leave with him but was told he had to tour one more time than was aloud to leave permanently.
Putting the paper dishes away in the capnets was harder than it use to be. Lucky the Doctors said to start with paper things because it was less likely to break until he got use to having one arm. It was going to take all day to put these things away while having one arm.
‘Need help?’
He could have sworn he heard something ask. However, when he looked around nothing was there. Looking around the apartment he didn’t see anyone. Maybe it was the neighbors talking through the wall. Walking back to the kitchen he saw that the dishes were half way done being put away. That was weird maybe he had been so lost in his head that he didn’t realize that he was almost done. Today had been busy for him with all the moving and shopping. The one thing that was good about just having left the army was that he hardly had anything. Four or Five boxes full of his stuff max. Steve being the punk he knew and loved brought up two boxes at a time. That left him to roll his eyes as when Steve started huffing from how heavy they where.
“Getting to big for your britches over there?” He asked as Steve put his hands on his knees after putting the boxes down. Steve waved a hand at him before standing strate and walking back down to get the last box.
‘Hahaha’
There it was again the walls must be pretty thin for him to hear them laughing. He should have spent more to get a better place. Stretching before opening one of the boxes. It was full of clothing he needed to move it to the closet. Sighing before grabbing the age of the box moving it slowly across the floor. It wasn’t that havey thou so that was good. The hangers where in a different box along with the sheets for the bed. It was a smart idea to have the furniture sent a day early so they got everything ready when he go here. Looking back to the boxes when Steve walked in with the last of the four boxes.
“I hope you get more things by the time I get back” Steve said setting the box down then closing the door. They started to unpack the boxes that were left. After an hour they had finished unpacking. He knew that Steve was right about needing more things. There was hardly anything around the apartment.
“You're right i need more things” He said as they threw the boxes away into the garbage. He had a desk with a laptop on one side of the room and a TV on the other. There was a bar between the kitchen and the rest of the apartment. He had a big bed, but wasn’t sure how well he was going to sleep on it. He had a problem sleeping after everything that had happened. Now he was in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar people. Steve patting his back and grabbed his phone from his pocket.
“I’m going to let me know your all settled, then I’ll call in some take out” Steve said smiling and already calling his mother.
‘Ma? Brooklin much’
He almost laughed out loud at that. Then realized that his neighbor could hear them as much as he could he him. He would have to go and apologize after any flashbacks that he has. The doctors recorded it once after he asked to know what happens during the flashback. Turns out to be a lot of yelling for backup and running around the room. It was embarrassing watching the playback of it. Which was great because the neighbor sounded hot and he didn’t want to make a fool of himself.