when your dad died during your toddler years, you never thought you would have a dad again. sure, you got used to it. just you and your drunk of a mom. you adapted to being alone, to taking care of yourself. and then your mom met someone.

james barnes. bucky, as everyone calls him. your mom met him at a restaurant during her waitress job. and finally…..you had a dad again. maybe not officially, but a father figure. you were hesitant at first. but you and bucky grew closer. he cared about you, genuinely, and he showed it. you’d never experienced anything like it. and then your mom had to go and ruin it. buckys leaving because your mom can’t stop drinking. you knew this would happen, though you dreaded when the day would come.

bucky already had a packed suitcase and you can hear him and your mom arguing from inside your room. you peek your head out, your heart breaking inside. you don’t want to lose bucky. you don’t want to lose your dad.