About an hour later, I can hear voices down the hall. Its Pops. "So we are going to send Loki back to an asgardian prison. He will be... dealt with there."
No. No no no no no. They can't be sending Loki to be tortured and left for dead. I can't let that happen. I ran to his room. He's not there. "FRIDAY, where is Loki?"
"He appears to be in the emergency tower holding cell."
I round down there. And pull the door open. "Loki!"
"Peter! You have to get out of here! It's not safe! You could get hurt-"
"I really couldn't care any less. We have to get you out of here."
Suddenly footsteps come down the hall. Loki looks me straight in the eye. "I'll be back in a few years, maybe. But just be ok."
We both know that's a lie. He's never coming back. I'm going to lose him.
Why? Why does the world have to do this?
I run. I ran to my room, ignoring the calls of my family. I lie on my bed and I cry. I don't let anyone in. They can't help me. My life is over. It will never be the same again. My PTSD will be a big deal again, and my sensory overloads will go back to being a mystery. I don't even want to live anymore. I can't, in a world without Loki.
I don't want to live anymore.
Sorry for this being so short, there is a much longer chapter coming out before I go to bed!
-Beepbookgirl
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De TodoIt's Loki and Peter. In human years, Loki is 17, so this is not illegal. It's just a simple story about them having a forbidden relashonship.
