Second chapter

When Alex woke up the next morning her left hand was completely cold. She was shivering when she made her tea. She embraced the hot mug and let herself slowly heat up. After breakfast she took her brushes and canvas and started to paint what the dreams had left in her mind. There was a frozen land, completely empty with no living thing. The pang near her heart made he realize, that the empty place was her life. She didn´t like what had come of it. Suddenly the bell rang. She took a look at her clock in the kitchen. It was sharp twelve pm. She didn´t relize that she was sleeping so long. She peeked out of the window to see who was here for her. Her heart stopped beating, of course it was him as he had promised yeasterday. Today he was wearing dark black jeans, sweather the same colour, leather jacket and white shirt. Her favourite James Dean style, at least he would blend in the docks.

„How do you know where I live?" she shot at him instead of greeting, when she got downstairs to him.

„Nice day to you too," he answered with lifted brow. „And concerning you question, I may have asked around."

„Yeah, right, I´m sure you are really persuasive," she grinned. „Okay, come eat, I´m hungry," she caught his elbow and dragged him after her to her favourite chinese restaurant. „By the way, my names´ Alex. Yours?" she turned to the stranger surprised by her actions. Quickly he gained control over himself again and told her his name.

„Loki? You have to be kidding!" Being secretive about name, such nonsense. „Your parent must had really good sense for humor. What´s name of your father, Laufey?" she was laughing hard. People and their insane desire to name their kids after their favourite heroes, Loki, Vinnetou… Loki scoffed, there was no need for her to know all about him. But then he realized that she said Laufey, not Odin. He mischievously smiled to himself.

It started to rain. The sky was covered in dark clouds, cold wind was chasing fallen leaves through the streets. Alex turned her head and looked up.

„Come on, we should get some food," she thrusted her hands inside of the pockets of her coat and without looking at her companion she set off to the nearest restaurant. They sat at Alex´s favourite table next to a big window. Waiter brought them menus.

„I would like noodles with chicken and coca cola," she ordered and looked at Loki who looked disgusted. „What?" she asked.

„Nothing, I will take the same as lady here," he put the menu on the table, not to the streched waiters hand. He really didn´t want to touch this filthy man.

„What´s wrong with you?" she spat at him.

„I have never tasted something like this," he shrugged. She just laughed. She just laughed at him, annoying little thing. He wanted to catch her neck and strangle her. But then again there was something very fascinating about her, that had stopped him.

„Why don´t you tell me something about yourself," she suggested to break the awkward atmosphere at the table.

„I do not want to," he answered with sudden cold in his voice. They ate the rest of the meal in silence and when she excused herself to go to the loo, she took her cell and looked him up on the internet. She looked at the pictures first. She found some cartoons, drawings of the norse god and then some two years old photos taken in Manhattan. She clasped her hand on her mouth as she saw a photo of a man in strange golden and green attire with horned helmet. She thought she was loosing her mind again. He looked like him. She tried to calm herself.

„Okay, there´s no need to freak out, maybe it´s not him," she whispered with head leaning against the cold wall. But no, she wasn´t afraid. She can´t be. When she finally managed to calm down, she returned to the table. He had already taken care of the bill and was waiting for her.

„Shall we go?" he opened the doors for her. It was still raining, the streets were dark and deserted. She turned to him.

„I know who you are," she told him boldly.

„Of course you know," he looked into her eyes completly frozing her on spot. „You with your precariuos touch with reality, you with your twisted mind."

„My twisted mind? There is nothing wrong with my mind!" she uttered. „I´m not the one who tried to destroy New York!" she breathed hard. „You have failed and now you are hidding here? You have to be kidding me!" She felt her mind was going crazy. Now she was afraid, furious and then there was it, she was losing it again. He was so beautiful with his pale skin, black hair and these eyes, she could never tell what colour they were. Blue or green?

„Are you plotting some kind of revenge?" she asked. His features were twisted in a cruel smile.

„Do not fear, my dear, the future is so far away. They can never find me here, not with you," he firmly grasped her arms. „Look at me!" She raised her eyes and looked at his face. Suddenly she didn´t know what she was doing. She shaked off his hands only to snaked hers around his neck. She felt how she was slipping away. Now it was time for Loki to be surprised.

„You are right, this world is bad, rotten. People are dying, destroying their own souls, they are so foul to me," he was completely taken aback with her complete change.

„You asked me, who am I," he said and looked deeply into her blue eyes. „I am the one who will rescue you from this terrible place." He took her face into his hands.

„Do it, please," it was here once again. The insanity slowly creeping from behind, clouding her judgment. All the memories of the madhouse, of her parents death. She couldn´t breath, her heart stopped beating. „Do it, please," she repeated. „Get me out of here." Her life was so empty untill now. She brought him closer to her and then she kissed him.