Savior

Chapter 43: Confess

Disappointed to not hear his footsteps behind me, I continue storming out of the ballroom for what feels like the 10th time tonight.

I can feel my face burning up, I fight the urge to start crying again because honestly I'm not sad or anything I'm just angry. Loki of all people should know that I don't like that bullshit.
Like your a prince here, how could you say that to that man. So immature.

Like I can't handle myself.

I get to my room slamming the door behind me.
I start to unlace my dress form behind me but can't reach them all.

"Fuck- just," I fiddle with the laces behind me but give up finally letting the tears role done my face and throwing myself onto the floor in frustration.

"Why is the happening?" I say in between stifled breathes.

""Y/N?" I hear Viella's voice call out to me from outside my door.

"Yea..."

"Can I come in?" She asks.

"Uhh I gue-" she interrupt me walking in with a look of concern on her face seeing me sitting on the floor crying like a baby.

"What happened Y/N?" She says helping me unloop the rest of my laces.

I don't say anything at first. What if she laughs? What if I'm just being rediculous?

"Y/N. I asked you a question love," she turns my head to face hers as a fresh stream of tears fall from my cheeks.
"I don't know Viella. One day he is flirting with me the next he is threatening to beat up some dude like I'm some prize to be won like I'm a piece of meat," she stands me up so I can step out of the dress, "Loki has never been like that with me. He's always such a gentleman, as asshole sometimes but not to me. I get it if your trying to protect me but I can protect myself and it's not like that guy was trying to hurt me, he was a nice guy trying to dance."

"I understand what your saying," she gives me some mint pajama to wear and continues, "you deserve to be treated with respect. He is my prince but knowing his family for so long I can tell you that they have pride. Too much pride."

I can barely think of what she is telling me. I feel bad because she is trying to help but I can't focus so I straighten my breathing out as much as I can and say as convincingly as possible,

"Thank you Viella. I appreciate you being here for me."

"Of course." She smiles

"I think I'm just going to go to sleep it's been a long night," she cocks her head suspiciously at my sudden okayness.

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay?"

"No, trust me I'm ok." I give her a fake smile which she didn't look too convinced by but left anyway.

Just as the door shuts a flood of anxiety runs over me.

Why did I have to tell her that? She probably thinks I'm such an idiot.

I rush into the bathroom washing my face over with warm water but the thoughts continue to flow through my mind.

Your fucking ridiculous. Grow up. You know that he has everything he could ever want here. Do you really think he'd love someone like you.

Love.

No one could love you as you are.

NPOV:
While this is all happening Loki finally sneaks away from his mother's intense gaze to check on Y/N. He teleports himself in front of her door going to knock but stops himself. He hears water running and Y/N yelling at herself in mind.