Never Alone- A Loki Fan Fic (Complete)

Chapter Twelve pt. 1

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Melanie P.O.V

The next morning I wake up to see Loki nose deep in a red leather bound book looking very interested in whatever this book was about. I sat up and felt a smile creeping to my face.

"What happened to 'Earth books are boring' ?"

Without looking up, Loki answers.

"This is no Earth book. Well it is, but not published."

"Not published? What, did you steal some writers unfinished works?"

"I do not think this author would be rather fond of having this piece out in the public eye."

"What are you talking abo-" I have moved to the end of the bed where I can see the book more clearly and recognize just what it is he is reading.

"That's my journal!" I yell and jump out of the bed, ready to snatch it out of his hands, but of course he's faster than me. Loki is already out of the chair and several feet away still somehow deep into my journal. I rush over to him, but am stopped in my tracks by his out stretched hand holding me inches from him. He forces me down to my knees and holds me there while continuing to read.

I am panting from the stress his force has on my body.

"you know you can't keep forcing me down every time you feel threatened by me." I huff out.

At my words he finally looks down at me.

"Threatened by you? Melanie, you could not be any less threatening. I do these things to teach you I will not tolerate unruly behaviour." His eyes flick back to my intimate entries.

"Well I won't 'tolerate' you reading my personal journal. How did you even get it? It was tucked under my mattress at home."

"I paid a little visit not long ago to learn more about you."

"You....went to my house? Was it....empty?" I ask suddenly feeling afraid for my father.

"Yes, no Father in sight."

I let out my breath and get right back to being flustered.

"Will you let me up now please."

"Will you obey me?" His eyebrows lift slightly.

"Yes, I will obey you oh Lord of all things mischievous." I wave my arms around with sarcasm.

Loki looks at me with eyebrows still raised then ducks back into my journal again and lowers his hand.

I slowly get back up and walk over to the bed. I climb back in and pull the covers over my head. My mind is going crazy trying to remember everything I had written in that book that Loki was now droning over. Had I written anything about him in the last pages? I couldn't remember. With my head still under the covers I hear Loki make his way to the edge of the bed.

"Tell me something Melanie."

I clamp my fingers tighter onto the covers around me.

"What." My voice comes out a little too sulky than I wanted.

"Do you really find me....beautiful?"

My breath stops mid intake and I just lay there. Oh god please tell me I didn't write that in there.

"Melanie?" Loki asks again.

"I umm.....I thought I did." I couldn't say more.

There was an uncomfortable silence, then Loki lifted the covers off of my head and looked down at me with a very emotional expression I had never thought possible for him. Was he sad?

"And now? What do you think of me now?" He asked as if my answer would uncover some amazing revelation.

I starred at this creature who for all this time I had wondered if he had his heart removed or maybe he had just locked it up in a dark place never to feel it again. Only it must not have worked because as I looked into his eyes then, I swear it was his heart asking me if it could still be loved. And I knew my answer would mean a changed world for him.

"I find you terrifying."

He looks stunned for a moment, then drops the covers back onto my head and walks to the window. I remove the covers and get back out of bed and walk over to stand behind him.

"Terrifying......but still somehow beautiful." I hoped this was enough for him.

Loki P.O.V-

I couldn't turn around to look at her for a minute. How could she still find me, the man who abducted her, chained her up, took her humanity, and now making her my pawn, how could anyone go through that and yet feel there is still beauty in me. I try to gather my thoughts to turn around and see this magnificently brave woman's expression.

"I told you about that once didn't I. About terrifying beauty." Her voice is as soft as silk, speaking so close to my side I can feel her breath on my skin.

I clear my throat of the emotion I had welling up to answer her. Of course I remember that particular conversation. I had hoped even then that she would come to regard me in that way and now she was and I had no understanding on how to handle it.

"Like a shark attacking its prey. I am the shark and you are the prey. Does that not frustrate you?" I finally turn and loom at her. To my surprise she looks as dumbfounded as I feel, like we both did not quite understand what we were saying.

"It did for a while, but then you saved me from the cliff-"

"That I was going to push you off of in the first place." I say getting breathless.

"But we both know that if you really were going to push me off you never would've saved me when the cliff broke away. You would've let me fall, but you couldn't. Why?" She inches closer trying to get whatever she wants out of me. Our bodies only mere millimetres apart began to cloud my thoughts.

"You have no right to ask me such things. I am your master. You are my servant-"

"Oh stop with the damn titles!" She turns swiftly, moving away from me, leaving emptiness in her wake. "I don't care what you think I am to you or what you think you are to me. You've twisted yourself up so much over so many centuries. What I see everyday is a tortured man who never got the love he deserved so he turned to taking it from everyone else. A man who cut off all emotions because he thought they made him weak."

I turn to face her and her outlandish accusations.

"They do! They take hold and don't let go until you are so immersed in them you are dangling over a cliff edge to save the one person who could show you what it feels like to love." I stop as I realise I just said everything she wanted to hear me say this whole time when I tried so hard to retain them. I look at her in shock from my confession then decide it is time for me to leave before I speak more of this insanity. I rush around her to the door.

"I believe it is time to observe you from a further distance. I will be leaving for Asgard tomorrow for some time, but do not think I will not be watching. Do not disappoint me Melanie."

"Wouldn't dream of it." She says.

 I close the door and stand for a moment still with my palm on the handle. I let go and head quickly to my separate chambers to prepare for my departure. I need to get away before I do something unspeakable. There would be absolutely no going back if that happened.

I make it back to my chambers and begin gathering my notebooks from my studies. Not half an hour after I left Melanie, I hear a small knock at my door that I know will haunt me for countless days to come.

TO BE CONTINUED......

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