Chapter 3

17 3 5
                                    

I sit back down at the table where Taylor is. She looks at me then looks at Tom. She looks back at me waiting for an explanation.
"Well? Tell me what he said!! He is fucking hot!"
She says.
I laugh.
"We talked about tea and coffee and-"
"And what!? That conversation has to be more interesting than that."
She says.
"He asked me if I wanted to have dinner with him."
I say.
"Oh my god really! You are one lucky bitch. I wish smoking hot men would ask me to dinner just like that."
She says.
I laugh.
"What time is it and where are you eating?"
She asks.
"Oh shit. He never told me! I don't even have his number! How the fuck can I have dinner with him now?!"
I say.
"You really fucked up."
She says while laughing.
I sigh.
"I'm going to head home. I'll call you later."
I say.
"Oh ok. See ya later."
She says.
I get up and walk out the door. The sky has turned overcast and I can feel drops of cold rain on my head. I sigh. I walk over to my car and get in just before it starts pouring. I start the car up and reverse out of the parking space. I drive for about 3 minutes when I see it. The swerving car is only a few metres away from me and I'm too late. I scream as we're about to hit. Then a flash of light in front of me makes me shield my eyes. Then everything goes dark. I have no idea what's happening. I open my eyes to see Tom, wait, no its the guy from the dream. This is the dream I think to myself. Everything that happens in the dream happens right now. He's in front of me. He then extends his hand towards me and I take it. His slight smile fades. He then says,
"Wake up Aella."

I awaken to find myself in a white room with machines around me. I realize it's a hospital room. Who is the man in my dreams? I wonder.
A man in a white doctors uniform enters the room.
"Ah you're awake. We weren't sure if you would awaken for a while. Are you aware of what happened?"
He says.
"I-Im not sure. A car crash I think?"
I say, my voice not quite clear.
"Correct. You're very lucky. I'm afraid Midgardian medicine isn't as advanced as ours yet."
He says.
"Midgardian? What's that?"
I ask, confused.
"Oh that's right."
He says.
Suddenly a greenish-gold light surrounds him and he seems to change. Now Tom is standing there.
I almost choke.
"H-how did y-you- what-?"
I can't speak. Everything is messed up right now.
"This might be a little surprising to you, sorry. But I knew that you were going to have that crash. So I made sure you were safe."
He says.
"I really want to know what the fuck is going on."
I say.
"Please don't swear. And again I'm sorry. But I have something else to tell you. My name isn't Tom. I'm not from Midgard and I'm not like you."
He says.
"What do you mean? And what is Midgard?!"
I say.
"Midgard is Earth as you call it. I'm from a place called Asgard. And my name is Loki."

(DISCONTINUED)His Majestys World - Part 1: Freedom Is Lifes Great LieWhere stories live. Discover now