Possessed - Bucky Barnes x OC

Part 59

She barely made her flight, rushing onto the plane at the very last minute. She slid through the thin aisles, scooting between the bulky seats to find hers. With some help from the attendant, she got her bag into the overhead. Finally dropping down into her seat, she caught her breath.

Settling into her spot, not looking forward to the long flight ahead.

The silence weighed heavily on her heart. It was nearly unbearable. The horrible, despondent feeling continued to rudely creep back into her. She selected a movie from the small screen on the back of the chair before her, but she stared right through it. Mind busy, running over what she wanted to say to James.

Reminding herself again and again that she could do this. She had to fight. Fight for what she valued more than anything— him. She sat and stared blankly at the screen. Not even registering what she had put on. Sleep desperately called after her, but she couldn't give in. Racing thoughts kept her awake. She couldn't let go of the motivation she felt.

The moment the plane touched down, Maggie jumped up from her seat. Digging her bag out of the overhead on her tiptoes, she squeezed through the other passengers to get out before them.

She bumped into people's shoulders as she sprinted through the airport, not even taking the time to apologize. She had to keep her speed. The momentum of her strides being the only thing keeping her from losing hope. Long curly hair flowing behind her with how fast she was running.

Making it out to the sidewalk, it was pouring rain. New York spring rain. Stormy and unending. The sky was a dark gray. She stood, holding her purse over her head, barely shielding herself from the torrent. Tapping her foot, waiting for an available cab to pass by.

Waving one down, she scooted in. Clothes damp. Looking down at the time on her phone, she figured James would still be at the office, so she barked out the address and the car took off.

Racing across town, Maggie's head stayed staring out the window. Watching the droplets race each other on the glass in quick trails.

The cab abruptly stopped, stuck in the heavy traffic a few blocks from the office building, making her that much more anxious. Heavy drops pelted the metal roof of the car. Deafeningly loud. Sounding like static with how quickly they came down.

She felt like the more time that passed, she would talk herself out of everything, so she unbuckled herself, scooting forward in her seat.

"Here," she dug a wad of cash out of her purse not even counting, shoving it into the driver's hand, "I'll get out here. Just keep the change."

Stepping out of the car, suitcase in hand, Maggie started running down the side walk. Puddles of water splashing under her shoes. Rain from overhead soaking every last inch of her.

She stormed into the building, shoving her way through all of the important business executives to make her way to the elevator. Nearly slipping on the tile from the water dripping from her. Everyone stared in absolute shock over her current state.

Punching the button for the top floor, it launched her high into the sky.

With a bright ding, she scurried out into the familiar hallway she had visited so many times before. Her steps became slower, each one felt heavier than the one before, but she pressed on. Weak legs carrying her to the tall double doors at the end of the hallway. They glared right back at her. Mocking her.

Pausing a moment, she took a deep breath. Lifting her arm, she landed a set of knocks on the wood.

Silence.