Prisoner (Loki Fanfic)

Chapter Three

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Chapter 3

The words seemed to rip through the dark silence of the prison as I mulled them over in my mind. It felt like a nightmare, but I couldn't get myself to awaken.

I shook my head in disbelief. How could a woman like herself be on death row? What could she have done?

I myself should be on death row for the many things I've done, but I was spared by a mother's love.

I just couldn't comprehend such news. If the whispers where true and she was a traitor she wouldn't be sentenced to death unless...

I cut off my own thoughts and turned my gaze back to her. She was looking down, hugging herself.

"Tell me your story, please. Perhaps I can somehow help you avoid death."
I wasn't really sure I could do anything actually, but I wouldn't let her know that. I had to at least try.

She let out a soft sigh then got to her feet walking to the barrier to look directly at me.

"You really want to know, don't you?"
I gave a small nod in reply, hoping it was enough to encourage her to tell me her story.

"Alright. I suppose I owe you a story after all the ones you've read to me."

She took in a deep steady breath before starting her story.

"First off, my names Siri."

(Siri's POV)

When I first met Loki I had thought he was just a spoiled, rude and self centered prince being grounded instead of being truly punished for his crimes. I was only partially correct.

When he wanted to be he could quite sweet and charming. A combination I was too familiar with to fall for.

I hadn't expected him to be so kind to me. When he offered to read to me it caught me completely off guard.

I stayed quiet and keep to myself, so I wouldn't get close to anyone, not again, but somehow I ended up getting closer to him then I meant to.

I placed my hand so it just barely hovered above the barrier.

"It started when I met a man." I spoke as I was taught to without emotion, keeping my voice soft and smooth, even though telling my story hurt more then I wanted to admit.

Loki seemed to hang on my every word as his gaze followed my every movement. I began to pace around my cell as I continued on.

"He was handsome and charming beyond belief." I let out a soft chuckle finding amusement in how foolish I had been at the time. "He charmed his way into my heart. He said..." I cut off for a moment taking in a deep breath. "He said he loved me, but his love was false. He used me."

My eyes began to tear up and I tried to wipe them away before they spilled over. "I betrayed my people for him and now my entire village is dead because of me. My family, my friends... Everyone gone because I was a fool."

I glanced up at him my eyes full of tears and saw the pity burning deep in his eyes. He looked as if he ached for me, like he wanted to comfort me. No, I wouldn't fall for it again. Never again.

"What happened to the man? If you don't mind me asking." I could feel the anger in his voice as mention him. He seemed to have hatred for a man he didn't even know.

"According to Odin, he doesn't exist." I looked away afraid he'd believe the same, "the Allfather believes I simply betrayed my people for promised treasure. None of them believe me and with no survivors to back up my truth it is pointless to argue."

He stayed silent a moment, making me fear he thought me mad. Then he whispered the words I had longed to hear from anyone, "I believe you."

(Loki's POV again)

I listened to her story, taking in her sweet voice like fine music and watched her every movement as though she were a graceful dancer performing my own private show.

Seeing the tears in her eyes ate at me heart like acid and seeing the pain in her expression made me burn with anger at the man who caused it.

I wanted to touch her, hug her, comfort her and knowing I couldn't hurt like a knife through my heart.

I felt something for Siri and now I couldn't, no I didn't want to deny it anymore.

I loved her and I couldn't let her die. I had to speak to odin. I had to swallow my pride and beg for her life to be spared.

Even if we couldn't be together, at least she'd be alive.

(Sorry it's kind of short and pretty cheesy lol. I didn't make things move too fast did I? I hate doing that. Please comment! Love you! Xoxoxo)