Daughter of falcon. (Sam Wilson x child! Reader)

No fight

Bucky's POV

I look at Sam with my mouth open.
Like a guppy fish.

"WHAT"
he said way louder.
Tony snapped back.
"Listen, I know you heard what I just said so stop asking, I was working my ass off for a different trial but by law there is nothing we can do. This hurts Sam. We get her out of a hell while just to put her right back in one."
Tony said letting a small Almost unnoticeable tear drop.

I let a few drop not even caring.

I look back at Sam to see him crying.
Full blown crying.

He backed up towards a wall and slid down mumbling words I couldn't understand.

Wait.

I let everything sink in.

She can die.

She could die and we wouldn't be able to save her.

I can't let that happen but I can't help but know it may happen.

We will lose her to devils.

I can't do anything.

We can't do anything.

*sneeze*

All of our heads snap up.

Damn it.

I swear, these Wilson's are like ninjas.

There laying on the floor is a guilty bliss.

She is laying on her stomach so I guess she crawled out the room to get here.

HOW?!

you know what.......... never mind that.

We all just look at her in slight shock and regret.

"I'll................ ill g-go pack."
She stated clearly holding back tears and trying to keep a straight face.

She used the little strength she has left and crawled to what I assumed is her room.

"I'll go tell the team. But I think we should just cancel the trial. Without prove.... her aunt can make whatever come out of Bliss's mouth, sound as if Bliss is just a delusional child. Why put her through that. We can't do anything and that is that. I'm...... I'm so sorry."
Tony said letting his head drop as he walked away.

Why the fuck does this shit happen to her.

Bliss POV

I first crawled back into the room I was first in and spotted my wheelchair.

I used almost all my strength to crawl and pull myself onto the chair.

I know they can't do anything.
I don't blame them.

But it hurts that they won't try.

They probably didn't know that I heard what tony said but I was not that far.

I heard it all.

They are not even going to try to get full. Custody of me.

I let out a long sigh and wheel to my room with way to much difficulty.

Most of my stuff was in 2 drawers so I just stuff everything into a suitcase.

I let a tear finally fall.

I'm not worth the fight.

I can't fight for much longer so what's the point.

If I can't than why should others do it for me.

I know that I can't take another punch.

I can feel my body get weaker the more I go on.

I can not fight.

I can't fight for any longer.

I will great death like an old friend.

It's all I can do.