Scars {Loki X Reader}

Chapter 4

(Warning: This chapter contains content that may upset and/ or trigger readers. Please read with caution!)

(This is an extra long chapter since I have been busy and haven't updated in a while)

I woke up. Hold on what. I thought I was kissing Loki? Was it a dream? No, it couldn't be, it felt so real. I sat up and looked at the clock 5:01 am. Huh I guess it didn't happen. I slumped my shoulders. Dang it, what is happening to me. I got up and took a shower and brushed my teeth. I looked at myself in the mirror.

"Ew.. I look even more disgusting than usual." I mumbled to myself while tears pricked my eyes but I wiped them away and moved on. I looked through the kitchen sink cabinets for mouth wash but I soon froze. My razors had been underneath the sink. My breathing became ragged and uneven, my heartbeat speeding up as my hand inches toward the blade. Tears were pricking my eyes as bad memories came back, my hand lingered over the blade but picked it up. Tears overflowing onto my cheeks as the memories flooded my head. I held the blade in my fingers, placing it onto my arm. Visions were clouding my mind and common sense. I sat on the floor, the blade still pressed to my skin.

Everyone would probably be a little sad if I died... but then again they could be faking it. I don't know what to do anymore. I started quietly sobbing and pressed the blade harder into my skin and dragged it slowly across my arm. I continued to cry as I finished the horizontal line. I lifted the razor and saw the blood come out of the cut. It wasn't that much blood anyways, not enough to drip this time. I was still quietly sobbing, my heartbeat sounding like a drum inside my head while I pressed the razor into my skin again and again. I ended up covering the inner side of my arm up to my elbow, blood coming from each cut.

I heard a soft knock on the door leading to the hallway. My eyes widened in fear but I quickly got up to hide the razor and find a hoodie to cover up my arm. I quickly wiped my eyes and opened the door and there stood Loki.

"Good morning." He smiled cheekily.

"Morning." I said, standing there awkwardly. His smile faltered when he saw that my eyes were red.

"What happened?" He asked my gently as he reached to touch my shoulder. I flinched slightly, thinking he was going to touch my arm. Now for sure he was worried.

"I didn't get much sleep and I'm really tired." I said, hoping he would take the lie. He looked suspicious but dropped it.

"I was hoping we could do something together today?" Loki asked with a hint of hopefulness in his voice. I looked over at my clock which read 7:33. Wow I took long. I looked back at Loki and nodded.

"What were you thinking of doing?" I asked, still a bit paranoid.

"Well, I was exploring the tower, as one does, and found a theater." Loki said smugly. I raised my brow

"So you wanna watch a movie today?" He nodded.

"Normally Midgardian culture disgusts me, but I am interested in this 'movie theater'." He said making air quotes. I smiled slightly.

"Okay, gimme a minute, I'll be right out." He nodded and I closed the door. I went to the bathroom and rolled up my sleeve. By now some blood was dripping down my arm so I grabbed some tissue and wiped it. I didn't bother putting a bandage on it since I don't care all that much. I pulled down my sleeve and went back to my door and swung it open, there Loki was, still waiting. I walked out and closed the door.