Loki's forbidden love

Betrayal

I saw Thor standing in the middle of the entrance hall, staring blankly at us both. Loki swung me forwards and threw me onto the ground, my palms and knees smacking against the hard marble floor. I looked up to see I was directly at Thor's feet. I stood up and hugged him tightly , I was so glad to see him.

He didn't move. He didn't even hug me back. He just remained there, staring at his brother. "Thor, it's ok I'm fine. I'm back now" I tried to read his eyes again but it was so difficult this time. This threw me off completely, I've never had any trouble reading him.

Suddenly, he threw up his arm and grabbed his hammer, swinging it at me and launching me at Loki. My full body weight hit Loki, this wouldn't usually be a problem, he's carried me before but with the force of the hammer, it knocked us both to the wall, my head hitting the plaster.

Loki looked down at me and clutched at every bit of my body– checking I wasn't bleeding "are you ok Leia" at least I could still read his eyes. He was scared. Not for himself but for me. He looked up his brother, warning in his voice "brother..... stop this behaviour. She hasn't done anything wrong has she?"

Thor stormed over , seeing my body lying across his brother's lap, my head resting on his shoulder and his arms around my broken ribs. He pointed a blade at me and placed the hammer on Loki's leg, stopping him from moving. "Where's the damn sceptre Loki. How do I know you haven't got her under your control?"

"Her eyes aren't blue are they Thor?" He snapped , panic setting in as he saw me get more limp "Stop being paranoid and help her." Thor took his hammer off Loki's leg and let him lift me up, holding my body weight for me as my legs were weak. He handed me to Thor carefully and with that came betrayal. He grabbed his sceptre out of nowhere and stabbed me with it, the pain searing in my chest.

Thor dropped his hammer to catch me as I fell to the ground. Next thing he knew Loki was gone. And I was dying.

***
I woke up in the castle in an intensive care unit. I had my leg in a cast and my chest had stitches . My arm had a cannula that was feeding me liquid. I looked down to see my ribs bruised, a brace holding my upper-body together. I looked to the right of me to see Thor waiting for me to wake up.

"Quite a scare you gave me little one" he had always called me that : mocking me for being smaller and younger and not to mention weaker. "Thor I'm so sorry I-" I started to sit up, not realising how much that would hurt. I sucked in a sharp breath and cried out in pain . "Let's not talk about this now ok?" He explained whilst heading for the door "I'll get someone in here to tend to you. We will talk when you feel better"