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"𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕞𝕖," 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕓𝕓𝕖𝕕, 𝕔𝕝𝕦𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕤, "𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖, 𝕣𝕦𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖." 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕙𝕠𝕝 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕘𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕤 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕣. "𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕕𝕠 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟," 𝔹𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕪 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥, 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕, "𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕀'𝕞 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕖."

Bucky Barnes was an enigma of a man, a famous drummer, a known womanizer. Everything he did was clouded in mystery.

Addison Crawford was his dirty little secret, that is, until they're no longer a secret.

They were no good together, but they were addicted to the chaos they created.

*This story is intended or 18 and up, there will be sexual encounters, mentions of drug and alcohol use, toxic relationship dynamics, read at your own risk.*