Sacrifice - Hela Odinson

#10 - She's Here

The doors broke down.

Both of them gave in to the unknown forces at the same time. Someone yelled my name.

Pat. It was her.

No monsters, no nightmarish creatures or exes, just my friend.

"What happened?!" Hela's voice outnumbered Pat's worried exclaims.

I heard footsteps, and then I saw her. My fiancée was here.

I tried to respond to her, but I couldn't even breathe properly, let alone say something.

She sat next to me on the bed and held my head firmly between her hands. Her eyes locked to mine and didn't let go, she forced me to focus on her.

"Breathe in... hold... Breathe out..." Hela instructed in a calm voice.

At first I was struggling to do as she said but after a few minutes my heartbeat slowed back down to its normal pace. Air entered and exited my lungs without any issue, but I still felt weak. Only now did I notice the tears running down my face.

Hela saw them too, and she wiped them away with her hands.

"What happened? Did someone choke you?" she questioned with a serious, determined look on her face.

I tried to say no, but my voice was still a weak whisper.

"Just nod or shake your head." Hela tried to sound soothing, but her fight instincts made her impatient and frustrated.

I shook my head.

"Then what happened? Did anyone come into this room?"

I shook my head again.

"Then what?" Hela was on edge. "Who do I kill?!"

"No one... It was a nightmare..." I whispered.

She seemed shocked, but she didn't say anything, just pulled me into a hug. Her strong arms wrapped around me like armor as she held me close.

"Just breathe, okay?" Hela whispered and kissed the top of my head.

I melted in her embrace. This time it wasn't the flustered, physical type of attraction, it was our first heart-to-heart moment. Beneath the murderous surface, Hela had a soul as well, and I was closer to seeing it than anytime before.

"Just breathe..." she whispered again.

Pat took a seat next to us and patted my back awkwardly to let me know she was there too. It was a meaningless gesture to most, but to us it held memories. When we weren't in the situation to speak or didn't know what to say, we expressed our support and empathy this way.

"Patricia, please leave me and your mother alone" Hela commanded.

I felt the mattress fluctuate as Pat stood up, then I heard footsteps and the door between our rooms closing.

My breath hitched in my throat and my limbs began to feel heavy and numb again. She doesn't want to do anything like that, right?

"You messed up the breathing exercise" Hela frowned disapprovingly. "Let's start over one last time. Breathe in... Hold it... Breathe out..."

I wanted to ask questions, but I still couldn't speak properly. I fucking hate this.

"Come on, you have to try! Deep breaths, Mel!" Hela shook me to emphasize her words. "Focus on me! Breathe in... Hold it... Breathe out."

I closed my eyes and focused on her voice. After a few failed attempts and some pathetic wheezing I was finally able to follow the instructions and breathe steadily.

"That's it." Hela gently lowered me back into a lying position. My body sunk into the soft mattress and the pillows. She laid next to me and wrapped her arms around me again. She didn't try anything, she didn't even show the slightest sign of lust, we just cuddled with her chin resting on top of my head.

Borsika, the bathroom incident and my whole old life seemed so distant and unreal that I started to question if anything that happened to me before meeting my fiancée was even real or I just dreamed the whole thing.

"I expect you to last a decent amount of time. You cannot just die randomly in the middle of the night. I forbid it" Hela said in her usual authoritative tone.

I chuckled at the comment. Isn't she just a bundle of joy?

"I was being serious. From now on I shall spend the night in this room, and discipline you if you start to choke in your sleep again." she added sternly.

"Of course, your majesty." I smiled.

"You mortals are even more fragile than I remembered." Hela huffed and pulled me closer as if I could die at any moment. She sounded annoyed but she didn't plan to let me go.

I liked her plans though. I fell asleep in her arms and in the morning I woke up right there.

She was here.

A/N: I made a little sketch of Hela angrily cuddling Mel, it's nothing special, I was too lazy to draw the details on Hela's bodysuit and I didn't put any time or effort into it (+ I used the chibi artstyle which is nowhere near my actual artstyle), but I thought I'd share it with you guys. Take care and stay gay!