3rd person

the gunshots were long gone, but they still rang in my her ears. it set off a memory she thought was long gone, back in myshkin, her hometown.

all she remembers is a glimpse of a moment, where it was hard to make out details.

flashback

there was a young girl, hiding under the cupboard. gunshots scattered around her, each a sharp pop in her ears. she was holding her breath, trying not to be found.

her ears were ringing, overwhelmed by the noises.

she stayed hidden in that cupboard for days, after the silence. because that little girl was scared of her anxiety coming out to get her if she left. the girl wasn't scared of dying. she thought of death as a way of peace, yet wasn't ready to escape.

one day, still hidden under that cupboard, a spider crawled by her feet. she would've yelled if her voice wasn't so cracked.

the spider scared her so much she finally left the cupboard, for it seemed more terrifying than the insane what if's.

she then tried to heal.

end of flashback

bucky was holding her in his arms, as they lay curled up on the couch. he always knew when something was wrong.

ginny looks up at him through her eyelashes and presses a soft kiss to his lips. he returns one to her forehead while she lays her head back down, and they drift into silence.

...

carrie came back the next morning, unharmed and unfazed, per usual. she had stayed at a friend's house for the night.

and the two women go about their day, like everything is normal. they stroll, arm in arm, towards the diner ( which becomes a bar at precisely seven ).

but for ginny it wasn't a normal day. the small gunshots were like a timer that set off a bomb of memories she tried to forget. and it hurts her to remember. it hurts her, even though the young girl who went through all that pain was a different person now.

but it was a damn good thing she remembered, because it would cost her a lot in the future.