// Before I start, just know that I both love and hate you right now.
Bucky was back. Only, he was different. At first. But over time, Belle had managed to bring him back to the surface. The man she had once loved before she met Rumple.
The librarian had, of course, not intended to get in the way. He was aiming for Zelena but the truth was, even Belle didn’t want to see the witch dead. Punished yes, but murdered no.
She was trying to push the dagger away but instead, it had ended up buried in her chest. The piercing pain made her gasp, her eyes widening. Bucky’s face was enough to kill her in that moment.
As she fell to the ground, she felt Bucky’s arms wrapping around her. His voice was full of panic and apologises, but all she could do was smile. Her eyes locked to his, tears stringing her eyes as she looked up.
“It’s okay, Bucky. I always wanted to be a hero. And heroes die.”
She closed her eyes, her body soon becoming limp. Belle French, killed by her first love though accidently, all because she tried to be a hero. At least she died in the arms in the arms of someone she loved dearly.
// I had to reply okay - dont judge me.
There she was - the woman that caused everything. All the problems that this town had to fight for the past couple of weeks. He had the perfect chance to kill her, end everyone's suffering. Maybe ending this whole thing would make him feel better, he has killed so many people, been through so much pain. Inflicted pain on so many, he just wanted to do something to end his suffering.
That's when the brunette got in his way, moments before he was able to kill the witch. Watching as the knife went through her, he lost all control over everything. Even though he didn't understand why she called him Bucky? He still had the oddest feeling he had met her sometime ago.
Watching as she fell, he quickly wrapped his arms around her, slowly sinking to the ground with her, holding her tightly as he felt a tear roll down his cheek. ❝I'm sorry... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... to hurt you. I didn't want to hurt you, I'm sorry.❞ he apologized over and over again until the began to speak.
There she was again - calling him Bucky. But he just ignored it, he wasn't going to argue over who he was at this moment in time. ❝Please Belle... Please don't do this. You... You seem to know me... The person I was before all this crap. Please don't leave me.❞ he continued to cry, slowly reaching down and pressing his lips gently against hers.