Chapter 20

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[Y/N]'s P.O.V.

   I could hear Tony's footsteps as he walked in. I didn't look. I couldn't. I stayed sitting on my cot. What if it was seeing him that made me go into the state of mind? I heard him enter the cell. I was terrified that I would hurt. I don't know why, but I cared about him, a lot.

   "[Y/N]," he spoke gently, "look at me." I shook my head. "Look at me." He demanded more firmly. I slowly stood up. I could feel the tears rushing to my eyes. Don't cry. Don't show weakness. I was afraid that I would see him in his bloody clothes. I turned around, as slow as I could.

   There he was. Standing in front of me. Not bloody, not bleeding. He looked perfectly fine. Yet I could still see the image in my head. Him laying on the ground, bleeding to death. I fell to my knees in front of him. My tears made my cheeks wet.

   "I'm so sorry, Tony." I told him, my voice wavering. I squeezed my eyes shut and tear droplets rolled down my cheeks. "I'm so so sorry!" I wept. "I didn't me to-to..." He came over and hugged me, kneeling down beside me.

   "I know. It's okay." He soothed. "You saved my life, kid." He carefully wiped my tears. "Do you hear me? You saved me." I shook my head.

   "I'm the one who almost killed you in the first place!" I objected.

   "Everyone makes mistakes sometimes."

   "I've made thousands of mistakes!" I yelled, standing up. "Hell, I am a mistake." He stayed silent. I walked over the the wall and punched it. It hurt like a bitch but I could feel it start to heal immediately. "But no matter what I do, I can't fucking die." I growled. I heard him stand up. He walked over and stood next to me.

   "I've made a lot of mistakes, [Y/N]." He told me. He looked straight ahead instead of at me. "I've cause a lot of deaths. More than I care to count. And yeah, I have tried to kill myself before. Clearly, it didn't work." I turned to him and he looked at me.

   "Anyway," he continued, clearing his throat, "my point is that we all make mistakes. I won't compare mine to yours or yours to mine. But try and forgive yourself." I nodded slowly.

   "Thank you." I whispered. Then I hugged him. "I'm sorry." He hugged me and rubbed my back, nodding softly.

Loki's P.O.V.

   I watched from the door. The need inside me to protect [Y/N] was overwhelming. I had never felt the way I feel towards her before. I identified it as love. But I didn't know what love felt like. Was it really love? Or was it something else?

   I looked down at my hands. I let them fade into their natural blue color before turning them back. I wondered if I'd ever tell her. Maybe... In time.

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