Lithium
A/N: Nope, I definitely do not own Thor, or Jane Foster or Evanescence's song. This is just a song-fic I wanted to write about how Jane felt when Erik Selvig and Thor walked in rather drunk in the movie. Onwards!
Come, to bed don't make me sleep alone,
Couldn't hide the emptiness you let it show.
Jane watched Thor with a fluttery feeling in her chest. She felt rather complete with him, something she hadn't had a chance to experience before.
Never wanted it to be so cold,
Just didn't drink enough to say you love me.
Jane wished Thor would acknowledge her for something other than the girl who took him in. She wanted to feel his lips against hers, even if it was while he was drunk. Hell, it made it even better.
I can't hold on to me,
Wonder what's wrong with me
Jane scrutinized Thor as he talked and laughed with Erik. She felt a pang in her chest and wondered how hard life was, when you met the perfect guy and he probably didn't even notice your existence as an intelligent, organic life form.
Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without
Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow,
Oh, but I want to let it go.
Jane left the trailer and sat outside, on the cool grass, watching the twinkling stars. She couldn't help but wonder if Thor was crazy. Asgard? Gods? You wish. Yet she couldn't shake off the feeling that he was completely honest.
Jane suddenly felt hopeless at this train of thought, and promptly began to cry. If he was a god, then he was even more unreachable. Did he think them all unworthy? It would probably help her if he did, so she could hate him, even if her heart yearned to differ. One could only hope.