Run Away

Ch 15

It had been a little over a month since Bucky had been staying with Mikeyla. They had already fallen into a routine. Wake up at 6, Mikeyla left for school and Bucky went out for a run or went to work out in the gym close to the apartment. In the afternoons, Mikeyla would do her homework while Bucky watched TV or read some books, sometimes they would watch movies together if Mikeyla didn't have a lot of homework. Usually Mikeyla would make dinner, Bucky would set the table and the both of them would wash the dishes together. On Mondays and Wednesdays, Bucky went with Mikeyla to work and watched her as she gave her classes, sometimes he would try and learn some moves after the last class had ended, Ms. Liddell never had a problem with that. On Tuesdays he would go with Mikeyla and help in the animal shelter, sometimes giving food to the animals or just petting them while she trained the others. On Saturdays they would eat outside, either for breakfast, lunch or dinner. Mikeyla kept in touch with her brother but she wasn't getting involved in his supernatural adventures, mostly because she couldn't do much and her brother didn't want her passing out again. Bucky kept having nightmares and memories in his dreams, he was about to fill the notebook Mikeyla had given him, thankfully she had gotten new ones. He was also taking more care in himself, remembering he used to care a lot about his looks back in the 40's, he shaved once or twice each 15 days and he usually tied his hair or combed it back with hair gel, Mikeyla had offered to cut it for him but he didn't want to, he felt like he wasn't ready to see himself as the man in the black and white picture again.

One day, Bucky helped Mikeyla study for her Russian exam, she was too worried about her grade and Bucky offered to help and answered her doubts, he also sometimes said phrases in Russian to her so she could get used to it

"Привет, как дела?" (Hello, how are you?)Bucky asked

"Здравствуйте, Я хорошо, спасибо, а как ты?" (Hello, I am good, thanks, and you?) Mikeyla answered

"Я хорошо, спасибо" (I am good, thanks) Bucky replied "You are ready for the test, seriously, you've studied for hours"

"I don't feel like it's enough" she said

"Что "женщина" означает?" (What does "woman" mean?) he asked

"Woman"

"а "человек"?" (And "man"?)

"Man"

"I say you're ready, you should get some rest" Bucky insisted

"But what if I'm not ready? What if I forget something?"

"Aren't you some kind of genius?" he asked

"No, I just like learning, it's different" she cleared

"Well, you're a psychic, right? Use that to your advantage" he said

"It doesn't work like that, I can't control it" she said

"Seriously, Micky, if you study too much you'll have too much information that may confuse you, just go to sleep" he said

"I'll go in a minute" she replied and picked up her notebook reading her notes. Bucky frowned and stood up, instead of leaving, he took away her notebook "Hey, give it back!"

"Micky, you're tired, whatever you study right now won't get stuck in your head because your brain is concentrating in keeping you awake" Bucky reasoned. Micky pouted and looked away crossing her arms in front of her, Bucky couldn't help but smile. He grabbed her chin lightly and moved her head to look at him "Go to sleep, alright?" he said. Mikeyla made a face

"Alright, fine" she finally gave up, she turned around and closed her books putting them back in her school bag

It wasn't until 3 days later that she arrived with a big grin on her face, she put her school bag down and hid something in her back looking at Bucky with a grin, he smiled back

"What makes you so happy?" he asked almost amused. Her grin widened and she pulled out the paper that was on her bag and showed it to him. He took the paper, it was the Russian test

"I got an A+!" she said happily and threw herself to Bucky wrapping her arms around his neck, he held her back almost instantly but lightly, afraid to crush her. She pulled away still grinning "We have to celebrate!" she said "You helped me with this, I'm sure if it wasn't for you I wouldn't have gotten such a good grade" she said walking towards the kitchen

"I'm sure you would have done fine without me" Bucky said

"Nu-uh, don't be modest" she said "We are going out tonight to celebrate, what do you feel like? Italian? Steak? Chinese? Sushi? You choose anything you want"

"We don't have to go out" he said awkwardly blushing. Mikeyla knew he didn't like crowds, she made a thinking face

"Well, then this means special cooking" she said with a smirk "I haven't baked in a while but you'll love my muffins"

"You don't have to-"

"Shhh!" she hushed him putting her index finger over his lips, Bucky's face reddened even more "It's my way of saying thank you. Now choose a movie to watch while I cook"

She walked into the kitchen leaving a stunned blushing Bucky in the living room. He let out a shaky breath and internally kicked himself for letting her get such a reaction from him. He didn't understand why he reacted like that, maybe he wasn't completely used to human contact that much, then again, he had managed to have polite conversations whenever he worked out or in the store while Mikeyla wasn't around to fill the quiet air. He shook his head trying to not think about it and did as he was told, he looked for a movie to watch

"Don't you have homework to do?" he asked, she giggled

"No, dad, I don't have homework to do" Micky said in a mocking voice making Bucky smile

"Don't give me that tone, I worry about your education, young lady" he mocked back. His smiled widened when he heard her laugh

He spent some time looking through the list of movies in Netflix, he was amazed by it, it was like having your own cinema at home. After half an hour, Mikeyla returned with popcorn, chips, two glasses and a 2 liter coke

"Muffins are in the oven, they'll be done soon" she said putting everything on the table in front of the couch

"They won't burn, right?" Bucky joked. Mikeyla gaped in mock insult touching putting her hand in her right side of her chest

"That hurts, Bucky" she said. Bucky smirked and took her wrist moving in to her left side of her chest

"The heart is here, sweetheart" he said. Mickyla didn't know why, maybe the fact that she embarrassed herself, or it was his smirk, or maybe it was the way he called her 'sweetheart', but she blushed like a middle school girl

"Pff, I knew that" she said "I was just making sure you were paying attention"

"Of course you were" Bucky said with a smirk

"Let's watch the movie" she said trying to play it cool and sat down in the couch, Bucky chuckled and sat down next to her "What did you choose?"

"The Notebook" he said reading the title

"NO!" she yelled making Bucky jump slightly "I mean, no, it's ok" she said

"You don't like it?" he asked

"I do, just... I'll cry"

"Why?" he frowned

"Well, it's a romantic movie, and I'm a hopeless romantic, and it's so cute and... oh god, I'll get tissues" she said standing up

"We don't have to watch it" he said worried

"Don't worry" she said offering him a smile "Just don't judge my puffy red eyes once we reach the end" she quickly got the tissues from her night stand and returned to watch the movie with Bucky

Bucky was really into the movie, it was dark outside and it had gotten chilly so Micky had gotten a blanket for both of them and they were pressed together, not hugging, just their sides touching. Suddenly someone knocked on the door. Micky frowned, she wasn't expecting anyone, Bucky paused the movie. The knocking got more urgent

"Are you expecting someone?" he asked

"No" she said with a confusement frown

The knocking got more urgent, Bucky got up and straightened his arm towards Micky telling her to stay put. She stood up but stayed by the couch either way. Bucky walked quietly towards the door. He peered in the peep hole. Two men stood there, one carrying the other who looked injured, he frowned, they didn't look dangerous, he opened the door and the men looked up at him confused

"Isn't this Mikeyla Stilinski's apartment?" the injured man asked while holding his hand on his side, he had blood in his clothes. Bucky looked them up and down. Micky instantly recognized the voice, her heart almost stopped from shock

"That depends, who are you?" Bucky asked getting protective. However, Mikeyla had already rushed to them and opened the door fully, she watched the men with wide eyes

"Hello, Mik" the injured man said giving her a painful smile. She couldn't believe it, he was in New York, he was at her door, he was right in front of her

"Derek?"