Fallen Angel

Chapter 31

"What?" I say shocked.

My breathing starts racing and I feel my eyes burning.

I'm shaking.

"Philippa..." says Thor walking in my direction with the intent of hugging me.

I suddently get up from the chair and get away from Thor before he can hug me.

I begin to back away towards the door.

Crying and trembling.

"Philippa calm down..." says Thor worried.

I continue to back away.

Frightened 'till I turn around and get out of the library running.

I run nonstop for countless corridors.

They lied to me! I'm not special! I'm the only one left from my kind! I'm dangerous! I brought destruction to my family! To my kingdom! I keep running.

My vision starts getting blured of so much crying and without noticing I bump into something.

I wipe my eyes to see what it was.

And there they were.

Those green eyes.

"Get out of my way." I say hoarsely.

I try to go round him but he grabs my arm and turns me to him.

"What happened?" he finally asks.

"Its none of your business!" I yell pulling my arm.

I start running but he grabs me again.

"Release me!" I yell.

In a sudden movement he grabs me by the neck and throws me against the wall.

I fall to the floor.

I feel blood rushing down my neck.

Seeing I didn't move he comes closer and grabs me by my hair so I look at him.

I close my eyes so I don't see him.

"LOOK AT ME!" he yells.

I keep avoiding his stare.

He grabs me by the neck and backs me against the wall.

I open my eyes and start crying again. I feel the air missing.

"Let go of me p-please" I tried to say.

But he doesn't seem to hear me, his eyes full of rage. But what have I done?

"Damn it!" He screams and lets me fall on my knees on the floor.

I start panting breathlessly and, when I finally feel my breathing stabilized I look at him. But he we already wasn't there.

I cry in silence.

I get up on my feet and walk towards the entry of the palace.

I need space.

I get out of the palace and walk towards the town.

I remember the horse ride with Loki. When he took me to Samiru.

That's it! I am going to see him. I believe he'll listen to me.

I walk slowly. I feel people's eyes on me. I don't know if it is for the fact that I'm crying or if it is for the blood running down my neck.

But whatever the reason, it isn't good.

I arrive at the entry of the shop and release a desperate sigh. He'll help me. I know he will.