Chapter 2

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Y/N POV'S

She looks a little confused by his question and his tone, it's a little bit weird but she answers confused "My dad?" She says putting her radio in her belt. "Your Stark's child!?" He says surprised "yes? Isn't what I just said?" I say and I roll my eyes at him "you look nothing like him" he says looking at me up and down "well, maybe I have my mom's traits" I say annoyed by his ignorance "So that's why your so ugly!" He says, you can insult me all you want but with my mom!? That's my limit

(I keep changing from first person to third person, sorry.)

I grab him from the neck and slam him on the glass "look here you little bastard, you do not insult my mother like that. Do you understand!?" I say almost choking him "you look so good from here" he whispers and my ear

I let go of him and roll my eyes at him "Your so pathetic" he says trying to get into my nerves, I rolled my eyes at him again and sat town on his bed and got out my phone from pocket and do some work that my dad had send me the night before as I murmur "I should've said no to guard this little prince, but no! Here I am babysitting this childish boy" while I file some paper of information about Loki "What are you doing?" Says Loki curious sitting in the bed next to me and looking at my phone by behind my shoulder.

"None of your business, Mr. Laufeyson."
I say moving to farther from him, he was so curious on stuff that weren't any of his business for some reason, it was so annoying and I just wanted to mind his own business. I stand up and put my phone back in my pocket.

"You don't have to be so rude, it was just a question. You mortals are so dramatic"

Loki says rolling his eyes at him looking annoyed just for the small fact that I couldn't shown him what I was doing, such a crybaby.

I see how he lays in his bed and stares at the ceiling, good. That means I don't have with someone trying to kill me, right? Well I was wrong. I think my brain said I could trust him because the second I turned around and got my phone back out I felt a knife around my neck and his voice whispering on my ear.

"If you get me out soon enough the damage will be less hurtful"

I froze for I moment not knowing exactly what to do until some words came out of my mouth

"Where did you got that knife from?"

I say keeping my voice down, I knew that if I called for help we would instantly kill me without hesitation.

"Don't worry about it and do as I say or I will kill you"

He said pressing the knife harder on my throat, my phone was in my hands and I couldn't reach for my gun, it could be to obvious. So I quickly thought of a small plan.

"Fine... just let me reach for my keys"

I say slowly and my voice a little trembly

"What for!?"

He says holding the knife thing on my neck, I had the feeling that if i didn't do something quick he would cut my head off or something

"The door is locked a- and the only way to open it is with my keys"

I say

"Fine! But not tricks you hear me"

He says letting go of me

"Yes sir"

I says as I slowly take out my keys and put my phone back in my pocket, I slowly walk to the door and I feel how he follows me. I'm looking for the key among all the keys and I hold on a key that is actually a mini knife disguised as a key. I fake trying to unlock the door and I quickly turn around and grabs his wrist with the knife on his hand and reach out to stab him with my little knife on his arm.

He lets go of the knife by the pain of the little knife and quickly gets it out of his arms. I don't think twice and grab the his knife from the and pointed it closely at his neck

"Don't move"

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