The Other One(STOPPED WRITING)

Chapter 89: Just the cat..

I suddenly wake up, but I didn't know what time it was. I couldn't exactly stand up on my own yet, so I have no choice but to go back to sleep. I haven't even opened my eyes yet, but I open them to check the time. It was nearly 2am, and from what I could see, Sam was sound asleep. I figured Loki was too, considering I haven't moved at all since I fell asleep, and neither has he.
So, I decide, to just go back to sleep. Not much of a choice, though.
As soon as I close my eyes, though, there's a creak in the door. You've got to be kidding me, will I ever get a break?

I'm not opening my eyes. I can't. I can't take one more bad thing happening to me. It could just be Peter or Bucky or someone that's nice. I doubt it, though. It's 2am. It can't be my father. He's locked up and there's security. I mean, I haven't exactly seen it for myself, but I was assured that there's security.
The door creaks a bit louder this time. I could easily open my eyes to see who or what it was. Maybe the door broke randomly at 2am when nobody's awake except me? Yeah, that's too much of a coincidence for it to be true.
I can't exactly move if somebody did come in here. I mean, I can't walk. I can't run on out of here if somebody threatened me.
I bring the blankets up higher toward my neck, and bring the arm, that Loki wrapped around me, closer to me. It wasn't a shield, obviously, but it made me feel safer I guess. Kind of.
I mean, whenever I had nightmares when I was a kid, I'd go to my mother's, and father's obviously, bedroom to sleep with them. I was so afraid of my nightmares, that I thought they'd come true. I'd always bring the blankets closer to my neck, near my face. And my mother always wrapped her arm around me, almost like she was shielding me, and assuring me that everything was going to be okay. Of course, everything was okay at the time, because those nightmares were actually nightmares. Not real life events.
This situation was obviously different, though. I'm not having a nightmare. I mean, this whole situation I've been in feels like one, but it's obviously not a dream.
The door creaks louder, and I could hear footsteps.
Maybe I should open my eyes. Maybe I should wake Loki. How was nobody waking up? Whoever it was, they're being loud.
I peek my eyes open a bit, not even looking at the doorway.
I didn't even realize, but I guess turning invisible is a self defense kind of thing I have. Because I'm not visible. Neither is Loki, obviously, because whenever somebody touches me while I'm invisible, they turn invisible too.
I could wake Loki. I should wake him. I'm scared out of my mind wondering what the noise is.
The footsteps get louder as they near closer to me. I should open my eyes. I should.

Finally, as the footsteps come even closer to me, I open my eyes. I let out a sigh of relief, clearly visible again. It was Peter for some reason. Well, not some random reason.
I'm guessing that Sam, the cat, wandered out of my room, and he's just bringing him back.
Peter looks down at me, realizing I'm awake. I assume he knew I was, for some reason, invisible because of the way the blankets looked like they were floating in the air.
"Oh- sorry. Sorry, um, your cat was trying to sleep on my legos. He must've snuck out." He whispers, so quietly that I could barely hear him.
He places Sam back on the bed, slowly and gently.
How did he even get out in the first place?
"It's okay," I whisper quietly, "Sorry my cat had to bother you."
He nods, like it's no big deal, and slowly makes his way back to the door. I watch as he walks out, and closes the door behind him. Thank God it was just Sammy. But how did he get out? I mean, my door is always closed and locked. Sam probably just forgot to lock it. I mean, how else would Peter get in? But then again, the door was closed when he was bringing Sammy back...
I have to stop overthinking these things. I make everything worse for myself. However he got out, it doesn't matter. I have to relax for once. I don't just want a break from all this shit I've been going through, I need a break.
I can't handle one more bad thing happening to me. If something did happen, I don't know what I'd do. I just want a normal life from here on out.

I close my eyes, trying to relax. I wasn't exactly totally comfortable because of my wound, but it's the best I could do. Hopefully I'd heal fast. I mean, when I was with Hydra, I would heal fast. Lately, it's been a bit slower though. I mean, I'm still a super soldier, or whatever, but whenever I get hurt now, it seems to take a bit longer than the last time.
I don't know. Maybe I'm just thinking about it too much.

I try to push every single thought out of my head, and just go to sleep, but I can't. I can't fall asleep. All I could do is lay here in hopes I do fall asleep eventually. If I move, not only will I be putting myself in pain, but I'll probably wake Loki. If he's sleeping, that is. It looks like he's sleeping, but I never really know. He could've woken up as soon as I moved the slightest, or when Peter came in.

I sigh, quietly, wishing to just fall asleep. I know why I can't, though. I mean, first of all, the wound from the gunshot still hurts. Second of all, I'm afraid. I'm afraid that somehow, my father will get out of whatever cage he's in. I mean, I was terrified of whoever was opening the door, for crying out loud. I'm still worried that something's going to happen to me. I've just got to trust that nothing is gonna happen.
"You're shaking." I hear someone whisper, only to realize it's Loki. I didn't even realize.
"Sorry." I mutter. I really didn't mean to wake him up. I mean, sure, I'd probably sleep better knowing that I'm not the only one awake, but I really didn't wake him on purpose.
"Don't apologize." He whispers, clearly tired, "What's keeping you awake?"
"I don't know." I lie. I don't want to keep him awake.
"Yes, you do. But I could already assume what it is, so there's no need to tell me. Your worried about your father getting out?"
I nod, knowing he's right.
"There's extra security this time. It's a better cage for him. He won't get out." Loki assures.
"What if he does, and then he comes after me?"
"Well, seeing what condition you're in currently, you'd probably be a goner." He adds, sarcastically.
"That's not funny." I joke.
"It was a harmless joke, you're not dying. I won't let you die."
"And if you die in the process of not letting me die?"
He yawns, "It'd be worth it."
"Would it?"
"Yes, of course. I believe anybody would die for the most important thing in their life."
He must be really exhausted to be saying all this. I mean, I've seen this article that said people open up more at night. I forget why, but I'm guessing it's because they're so tired, they don't realize they're admitting to things.
"I thought you were the most important thing in your life?" I say, recalling the time when we were basically on the run, hiding away, and we were at the lake nearby.
"It changed."
I smile, and open my eyes a bit. It was still very dark in the room, but I could see that Loki's eyes were closed. He was awake, but exhausted.
"Get some rest," He mumbles, half asleep, "I won't let anything happen to you."
I close my eyes, and can't help but smile a bit. I know he'll fall asleep, not being able to let nothing happen to me, but it's the thought that counts.

I quickly feel myself falling asleep, but before I do, I whisper, "I love you."
I also realize that's the first time I've actually said it since I left Wakanda, so he wouldn't get hurt.
Knowing him, I could bet he's probably smiling a bit, if he's awake.
"And I, you." I hear him whisper, before I completely fall asleep.

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I'm really sorry that the chapters often take so long to update. I really do try to write everyday, but my week is always busy.