Marvel Imangines

His Pet - L.O

Poppy's POV

I scramble to get into the house. "Quickly, Poppy! Or he'll might see you!" My friend Molly says. She quickly shuts the door and I hide behind the couch, trying to quiet my sobs. Molly locks the door and gets a knife from the kitchen. 

"No! Molly don't hurt him!" I cry, my voice breaking. Molly glares at me. 

"He's hurt you, Poppy! I'll be damned if he hurts you again under my watch! God dammit, I knew you should've never went to the castle. The Odinson family are liars." Molly growled, aiming the knife at the door and staring at it. I let out a loud sob. 

All of a sudden we heard loud banging coming from the front door. I knew it was him. I whimper and clap my hand over my mouth. Molly gets into a fighting chance. "MOLLY OPEN UP!! I KNOW YOU HAVE HER!!" He says. 

I curl under the coffee table. That's when the door flies off its hinges and almost hits Molly if she didn't dodge out of the way. Molly had a flash of fear on her face before she covered it up. I heard heavy footsteps come closer to Moll. "No." I whisper. 

"Molly. You don't want to fight me. Just tell me where she is...before anyone gets hurt." He growls. Molly lunges at him with a war cry. Loki ducks and flips her over on his back. A tear slipped from my eyes and landed on the carpet beneath me. I heard Molly let out a groan. "POPPY! WHERE ARE YOU!?" He shouts. I let out a shaky breath. 

"Stop this, my prince. You can't scare someone into loving you." I heard Molly say. Her voice was raspy and weak. 

"That's where you're wrong, you dull creature." Loki spits, kicking Molly. Making her yelp. I sob quietly. Loki looks around and walks next to the coffee table. All I could see was his sleek, black boots. I hold my breath. "Oh Poppy, come out come out wherever you are~" He said in a sing song voice. I shake my head. 

All of a sudden he surprises me by looking under the table. I screamed while he grabbed me by my arm. He forcefully yanked me out of my hiding place. "There you are, my little pet." He growls in my ear. I whimper. He squeezes my arm and pushes me out the door. I could see Molly on the ground with her own weapon sticking out of her arm. 

"MOLLY!" I cry. She lifts up her good hand trying to grasp mine. But before they could touch, Loki picks me up bridal style. "No!" I yell, wiggling in his grasp. 

"Stop this nonsense!" Loki commands. He throws me into a carriage and gets in himself. I felt the carriage move. I break down crying on the seat. "Stop crying! You're a princess, act like one." Loki demands, annoyed. I sit up, my long black hair covering my face. I place a gentle hand on my stomach. My poor baby girl.  I moan as a wave of throbbing pain comes over my lower stomach. Loki sits next to me, I try to scoot away but Loki grabs me swiftly and puts me close. My heart says to stay in his arms. But my brain says to get away because he treats you like his pet.

I decide to give up and stop fighting. I was going to hurt my baby with all of this stress. Loki rubs my stomach, his cool skin soothes mine. I lean my head back onto his shoulder. "Don't ever try to run away again." He growls in my ear. 

"Then don't treat me like I'm your pet and hit me." I retort back. Loki slightly squeezed his arms around me. 

"Look, I apologize for my mistake. I don't want you running away again. You put our child in danger." He scolded. We finally made it back to the castle.