Protective ~ Loki x OC

Part thirty-two//down in the dumps.*

Petey: Hey Les, you still alive?

Pie: You promised me you wouldn't die, so you haven't right princessa?

Wands: Your alive right babe?

Tasha: Buck told me to ask if you were alive..

Wiener Soldier: Nat wasn't supposed to say I asked, but are u alive?

Bird man: Okay everyone's asking if ur alive right, but how do u sleep in so damn late? Like damn girl.

Cap'n: Can you confirm your living sunshine? - Steve Rogers.

Bestie⚡: I wanted to join in on the fun, you alive bestie?

Toaster: wake up so we know you aren't dead!

Potts and pans: Don't die yet angel.

Legolas: I hope ur alive Les.

Lokes: hello darling, I'm training with Thor. Message me when you're awake, I love you. You're still alive, correct?

Olesia: I hate u all.

Olesia threw her phone down and walked out of their room, it was not a good day. It seemed as though all her feelings were combined. usually it'd be happy feelings, though today it's sad and upsetting feelings.

From Tony fighting with her, to Ross almost imprisoning her, to almost dying. Every worry, fear, sadness, anger, and panicky feeling she had, were put in a cup, mixed together and she had to drink it. Like a long hangover, or a heartbreak.

She felt down in the dumps, she barely wanted to get out of bed, but she had to. Olesia walked through the kitchen, grabbed a banana, and turned around. Seeing the new apartment and the sense of home around her, she just smiled. Though it didn't feel genuine, what was going on with her?

Olesia walked back into their room, and jumped on their bed. Feeling overwhelmed with not only her feelings, but her abilities as well, she hides under their blanket. Letting out a large sigh, she closes her eyes.

Trying to focus on just one emotion, not all of them at once, she does. But the worst of all, panic. She began to feel claustrophobic, punching and kicking the pillows and blankets away. Then she felt her breathing pick up, like she couldn't control it, but she was losing air.

She stumbled off their bed, landing harshly on the floor. She sat on the floor, knees hugging her chest as she slowly rocked back and forth. Trying to find a happy memory in the sea of horrible ones, unknowingly tears spilled out.

Olesia dropped her head to her knees, taking in as much as she could, and expelling little amounts. Finally being able to take deep breaths, she became aware of her tears, and felt less panicky.

Olesia placed a hand on her chest, feeling her heartbeat. It was thumping rapidly, though slowly calming. Olesia let out a large breath and sat up, moving slowly so as to not overwhelm her body. She then stands and slowly walks to the closet, quickly moving across the room.

Olesia walks to their closet, pulling out a large green hoodie. It was large on him, so almost a dress on her. She then walks out of his closet, over to their dresser and picks up his cologne. Spraying a small spritz, she walks through the dreamy cloud and then falls back on their bed.

She continued to cry, not really knowing why. But her emotions were out of whack, so maybe a nap will help. Olesia crawled to their pillows, getting under their blanket, and shutting her teary eyes. A wave of exhaustion pooled her, and after about five minutes she fell asleep, her brain finally moving everything back to its place.