Tony Stark's Daughter

Chapter 9

I woke up under the covers still in my clothes from the trip. I look to the clock and it reads 3:23 pm. Loki had fallen asleep on the chair with the book cutely laying on his chest.

I get out of bed and walk around the hotel room. It is massive, there is a kitchenette with a little living space with a TV. The bedroom is seperated by beautiful sliding barn doors. The bathroom is as well with the bedroom behind the barn doors.

I close the doors behind me as I head to the kitchenette. I only have a slight memory of what happened earlier today. All I really remember was being tucked into bed by Loki but the rest is a blur.

I start making myself a coffee. I really like caffeine, I know it's not the best for me but it's like a drug. I can't get enough if it. I start to boil the water in the kettle and grab a mug in the small cupboard. I throw some dissolving coffee grounds into the mug and wait for the water to heat.

Maybe I should make Loki one. Nah, I should let him sleep. I have noticed dark circles around his eyes lately. He hasn't been sleeping well or enough. Or both.

Before the kettle could beep to announce the water is boiling I shut off so the sound doesn't wake the God in the other room. I grab the kettle and start to poor the hot liquid into the mug you hold in your other hand.

Out of no where the top pops off the kettle letting lose the water like a tsunami, splashing all over my hand that holds the mug as well as my legs as it rushes of the side of the counter.

"Fucking shit!!" I yelp jumping back dropping the kettle onto the floor only to make it poor all over my bare feet as it smashes.

Loki comes rushing out of the bedroom though the barn doors still half asleep. "Hey what's wrong I heard you yell!?" Loki says in worry rubbing his eyes.

My eyes start to tear up from the intense pain coming from my arm, legs and feet. Loki's eyes dart over to the mess of water and the broken kettle on the floor.

"Shit." Loki curses as he rushes towards me. "Are you hurt?" as Loki kneels down.

All I can do is pull Loki into my arms. He is tense and shocked by the sudden embrace again but relaxes and wraps his arms around me like last time. Tears now flowing down my face onto his shirt soaking it as I nuzzle my face into his shoulder.

Loki lifts me up into his arms and brings me to the nearby couch. "Hey, hey it's going to be okay. You will be okay." says Loki as he releases from the embrace.

With a swish of his hand he makes the mess of water disappear as well as the broken kettle. He diverts his attention back to me who is in a weeping mess as my body aches.

"Let me see your wounds." Loki requests looking at me with worried eyes. I hesitate before slowly moving my legs to get a better look at them trying to divert Loki's attention from my arm.

My thighs and feet are red and already blistering. They are easily second degree burns. Loki's hand touches the hot skin on my foot trying to examine just how bad the burns are but his shirt sleeve hits hits my burn I can't help but cry out in pain a bit.

His hands moves so fast from my body it almost scares me. "Sorry sorry sorry." Loki apologizes.

"It's fine." I say to reassure him. He rolls up his sleeves revealing his bare arms before slowly bring his hand towards my burnt foot again.

His hand hovers over my red flesh. I could already feel the coldness radiating off his hand. He slowly places his hand over the burn. I hiss from the pain but the pain subsides and more of a soothing feeling from his cold skin against mine.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding even though all my other burns hurt like hell. Loki removes his hand causing the pain to reappear a couple seconds after. He jogs to the small frezzer and grabs all the ice packs as well as a couple cloths.

"We can't use ice. That makes the burns worse. Cool water helps" I hiss as he comes back over to me. Loki rolls his eyes but keeps his cool and he puts the ice back.

I comes back to my side trys to grab my arm to inspect my burns. I pull my arm away from instinct but only to move it back remembering Loki knows about my cutting.

He rolls but my sleeve to show the still pink scars that are now more red from the hot water. He sighs and let my arm drop to my side before he stands up. He walks to the kitchenette and starts collecting all the sharp knifes.

"What are you doing?" I ask even though I know.

"I'm keeping you safe like your mother asked." he says coldly. Loki makes a box appear with his magic and puts the knifes in before making it disappear from sight.

I try to stand up to go to the bathroom to shower but my feet and legs really hurt. I almost fall but Loki catches me. "Here let me help you." he says wrapping his arm around my body.

The God helps me hobble to the bathroom where I can just stand in shower and let the cool water sooth my wounds.

The bathroom is beautiful, marble floors huge bathtub and a shower that takes up half the room. It is amazing. I'm glad I chose this room.

I sit down on the toilet lid and let Loki turn on the shower just to the middle so the water is cool and relaxing.

"I can take it from here" I say hinting that Loki should leave so I could change. "Thank you Loki"

"Your welcome. Yell if you need anything." he says before closing the door as he leaves. I stand up and look around as I wait for the shower to get to the right temperature. Plus I want to see what the hotel provides.

I look though the cupboard, tooth brush, tooth paste, feminine hygiene products, shaving cream, razors. Razors! Since Loki took away the knifes at least I have these if needed. I grab them and shove them under the feminine products. Loki wouldn't touch those so the razors should be safe.

I undress and hop in the shower. The water feels good on my burnt skin. I stand there and just think. I have the razors if I need them. Loki wouldn't be happy but I can do what I want. I know I shouldn't though.

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Thank you for reading this chapter! Is this length of chapter good or do you want short or longer cause I can do both. Anyways I hope you liked it. :)