Chapter 1: 1
Warnings: all translations are from google translate, so we'll see if they're correct. The words in quotations are the translated version in English. If and any italicized paragraphs in a series are past scenes or dreams, just to specify in case.
- I hope you like it, it took me months to actually finish it and like it somewhat.
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Louise sat up in her small twin bed; her eyes scan her white sheets and matching quilt. She sighs to herself softly, knowing her sweet dream state was long gone and reality was there. Her hands flip the bedding away, her feet swinging over the edge of the bed to the cold wooden floor. She glanced a few feet ahead of herself, the bright sunlight flooded the small room in brightness. Her body moved to stand, moving softly into her tiny adjoining bathroom with a sink, toilet, and a small tub.
Louise pauses before her sink, her head lifting to see herself in the mirror. Her eyes glanced over her face, her smooth skin, her dark chocolate coloured hair. She freezes as she stares into her eyes, her pupil expanding and shrinking sportaically for the last minute of her time. Her hand grabs her thin drop framed glasses, and slid them onto her face. Her blue eyes focus in the mirror, her pupils normalizing after a few seconds.
Louise grabs her brush, letting the bristles calm her frizzy hair as her mind begins to daydream. Her mother's voice drowning away as she thought of her dream, her hand lazily moving as she became lost.
'Louise stood before a stand, the owner selling corny dogs, she paid quickly stepping away to stand on a pier. She softly takes a bite of the batter fried sausage on a stick, softly chewing as she awaited the fireworks display from a distance. She pauses, her eyes raising to see someone step next to her.
"Hello, Lou."
"James." She teases back, Bucky chuckles wrapping his left arm around her shoulder. She raises her free left hand, intertwining their fingers as he leaned against the pier railing.
"Did you tell Steve happy birthday?" She questions glancing at him as she went to take another bite, Bucky passing over her question to take a bite of her food before she did.
"Meanie." Louise responds to his act, making him laugh as he swallowed.
"You know you love me." Bucky teases, the first firework shooting into the dark night sky. The explosion makes the large crowd around them gasp, all watching as it explodes, the fire light shining in red hues as it falls back to the ground.
"I do not, Barnes." Louise replies coyly, making him pull back offended.
"Fine, then. You get nothing tonight." Bucky says, pulling away to leave.
"Noooo." She speaks up, and Bucky turns to face her with a cocky smirk.
"Say it, Louisa." He orders, making her roll her eyes as she turns to face him, the fireworks continuing behind them, lighting them in vibrant colours.
"I love you." She gives in, making him smile as he steps up to her.
"Good, because I love yo--" '
"Louise! Sbrigati, è domenica!"
(Louise! Hurry up, it's Sunday!)
Louise nods to herself in control as she readies herself to work, giving herself one last glance before entering her small room. She pulls on a soft white tea dress, as well as tying her white block heels on to wear for the day. She grabs a red waist apron, joining it with her plain black clasp wallet in the stitched pocket of it. She exits her plain white room, stepping across the upstairs of her Mother's building to the wooden stairs that led down to the first floor of the building.
Louise straps and ties the apron across her abdomen, stepping down the stairs quickly and stepping out into a large bakery kitchen. She smiles widely at the two short elderly women who were working the stove and mixing area. Louise steps to a slightly taller woman with lightening dark hair, she grabs the woman's shoulders and kisses her lightly tanned cheek.
"Good morning, Madre." Louise says 'mother' in Italian, her Mother smiling at her use of it.
"Buongiorno Luisa." (Good morning, Luisa.)
Her Mother replies, handing Louise a small tray of drizzled biscotti(s) to set into the front display. Louise gives her a light smile as she steps out into the front of her Mother's bakery.
The large surrounding front room a light pastel yellow color, delicate plants, and family pictures featured the walls. The front was opened by large glass windows with display cases of desserts, pastries, and breads. Several customers sat at tables around the room, enjoying their food, and conversing. Many more were entering to buy to order. Louise smiled at another elder woman who ordered the register, and at a young teen girl who helped arrange orders. She bypassed the young girl, sliding the small tray next to other flavored and decorated biscotti(s).
Louise steps away, cleaning a few tables as some guests left and a few more enter. A short-ish man stepped in, his body scrawny and his blonde hair kept tidy on his head. He smiled towards her, Louise returning it as she noticed the man as he stepped to the display case.
"Hello, Steve." She says, giving him a smile as she moves to step behind the display case.
"Morning, Louise." He replies, and she grins.
"The usual?" She asks, already grabbing a small white paper bag to slide bread, and a few desserts in.
"Of course." Steve replies, his height only a couple inches shorter than herself. She slides a few pieces of fresh bread, a few biscotti(s), and some small sugar dusted cookies. Louise rolls the opening closed, sliding the display case closed and moving around the case to hand him the bag.
"Make sure Bucky doesn't eat all of the cookies this time. He goes through them like mints." Louise jokes as Steve chuckles, stepping away to exit and leave the building. She watches as he steps down the Brooklyn sidewalks of New York, a few other men follow him. Louise steps out quickly giving a look to the woman at the register as she unties her apron and lays it behind the counter.
Louise runs out from the back of the bakery, seeing Steve from an alley behind the bakery building. She jogs forward, exiting the alley at the other side of the buildings. Steve had dropped his bag, talking back to two taller men who had followed him. One punched his face, and Steve hit him back before being shoved again. Louise steps forward pointing her finger at one of the men.
"What do you think you're doing?" She shouts, the man stepping back as she keeps her composure.
"Get out of here, lady."
"No. Why don't you move away from us, sciocchi?"" She says back, the last bit italian unintentionally.
"What did you call us?" The second man asks, stepping forward.
"Fools. Now move away." She pushes back, after helping Steve stand who tried to fight back.
"Now I don't think so." The second man adds, moving closer to her.
"Bene." (Well) She sighs, glancing back at Steve. Steve shoves the first man away, catching Louise off guard as the second man steps to her. She gasps, the man grabbing her left arm.
Louise jerks away, stomping the man's foot with her right heel. Switching her feet quickly as she swings kicks the man in the privates. The fall to his knees, her right heel kicks his face to the ground to keep his grimy hands away.
Louise kicks the first man's back, making him fall forward from the hard force, as Steve was against the alley wall with his lip bleeding.
The first man shoots back up coming after them, as Louise grabs her right heel off her foot quickly. Running footsteps sounding behind the man as she launched the heel at the man's face, hitting him into the wall as he fell to the ground. A man stands where the first one had stood, Louise and Steve looking up to recognize who it was.
"I could have had him." James, Bucky, speaks up. The duo glancing across his face then his blue buttoned shirt and light jeans.
"We had this." Louise jokes, Steve chuckling as Bucky grabbed her heel from the ground.
"If you two would stop getting into fights, I wouldn't have to-"
"We'll let you beat them next time, James." Louise responds using his name instead of the nickname. He rolls his eyes and moves to lift her into his arms.
"I'm not letting you walk around in Brooklyn without your shoe." Bucky replies as they walk back to the bakery.
Steve walks in to go wash his face as Bucky sets Louise down on a bench outside the bakery. He kneels and grabs her right leg, his left hand runs up the back of her right calf. They share a look, as he slides her heel on and ties it softly. He moves to stand back up, keeping the eye contact, as Steve exits with another bag of food. Bucky looks away with a slight smile as Louise stands to watch them off.
"Stay out of trouble, boys." Louise says with a smile, as Steve waves bye and Bucky stares at her for a second.
"We'll see, Louise." He replies as they leave down the sidewalk and Bucky begins to eat all of them cookies inside the bag. She shakes her head as she goes to enter the bakery again and wash up.
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