before i start quick update on the hamster...
soo i got it and it kinda jumped out of my hand and ran somewhere in my room and i cant find it, i alsoo figured out im kinda scared of it soo someone help idk what to do and if it runs out of nowhere im gonna shit myself...
tw: language, t0rture i forgot to say in the last one but this is based in 1991.
a few hours passed as i cried myself to sleep, did i dserve this, did we all.
"soldier, up", the commander barked as the sun beamed through the bars they called windows.
"MOVE NOW LITTLE BITCH", he shouted as i dragged myself up.
i heard the commanders yelling for the others to get up calling them all sorts of names such as,"shitty rat",or "stupid asshole bitchface", they were creative when it came to shouting.
The officers surround me, probably making sure i dont run as they release me from the bounds and chains.
"mission report", it was hard to remember for a while, but they didnt give long.
"mission report december 16 1991", he said louder putting his emotionless face right infront of mine.
i look down trying to put the events of last night in order.
i spoke to y/n, they took me and then nothing, it was blank.
"FUCKING MISSION REPORT", he screamed before hitting me with a metal rod, then it all went dark.
i heard buckys door open and his body fall to the ground.
"buck??", no answer. "bucky its me", you say a bit louder.
"please wake up", you whisper fighting back the thoughts that they killed him.
"y/n?..." bucky groaned pulling himself up.
"hey your awake i was scared you were-", you didnt finish your sentence.
"im fine...", he whisperd.
a few hours passed until you heard screams and crashes from a distance, getting closer and closer until the footsteps were right outside your cell...
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