I was fourteen again, my life kept getting stranger as I grew older, these 'powers' these curses as I saw them grew stronger, more uncontrolled. I was only in ninth grade, most of my friends became afraid of me, and something inside of me snapped the day the person I called my best friend told me that I was 'a freak that didn't belong anywhere.' Those words stung and cut me into pieces. For the rest of the day I skipped class, went to the park and sulked in my thoughts, which I was interrupted from when three fire trucks raced by the park, driving in the direction of my street. I ran home that day looking to find comfort in my mother as I always would do but I found that I no longer had a home, those fire trucks had been called to my house. At first it was just sheer disbelief, the sight before me, the fire trucks surrounding the rubble that remained, and puffs of black smoke escaping and whirling into the air. Running to one of the firemen I pleaded with him, tears already running down my cheeks.
"Please, tell me, where is my mom? Please, sir, where is she."
He dropped down to his knees, apology and sorrow in his brown eyes as he placed his smut covered hands on my shoulders, his head shaking.
"I'm sorry, she didn't make it out. We tried but it was too late. I'm sorry."
I couldn't cry anymore, no more tears would form because deep inside of me I blamed myself for her death, if I had been there, if I would've just come directly home from school I could've saved her. The flames wouldn't have hurt me, and I could've prevented this. In one day I had lost my two best friends and one would never come back. My life went to hell, I wasn't accepted anywhere and my foster parents could never handle me, then SHIELD came into my life and Tony, they were my savior but all good things have to come to an end right? In the midst of this madness I heard someone saying my name, coaxing me out of this hell.
"Eira, wake up. I'm here, please now open your eyes darling, everything is fine."
My eyes that had once been shut tightly opened and I took a gasped for air. Staring down at me were two emerald green eyes, concern filled and staring right me maybe even through me. The back of his hand caressed my cheek.
"I've got you Eira; I won't let anything hurt you. You're safe."
Tears began pooling in my eyes as Loki pulled me to him, my ear resting on his heart where I heard it beating, beating frantically nearly as fast as mine.
"Tell me Eira, I want to help but you have to tell me."
For a moment I froze, no one knew of my past besides Fury and Tony and of course Pepper, giving Loki this side, this dark part of me was something drastic, it was something I wanted to hide in fear that he would view me as an atrocity. But now he held me in his arms, wanting to help because he couldn't stand to see me suffer, I didn't have to words to say it but I could do more than that. I could show him; raising one of my hands to his temple I started the mental link, letting him in my head. I was opening my entire being up to his prying ways but I just hoped he would only see what had brought me to do this, that day that changed everything.
I knew he saw what had happened and what I had just dreamt because his arms pulled me closer, more protective, more loving? My hand slid back down to his chest as I buried my head into the crook of his neck, finding serenity and comfort in Loki of all people. Loki cleared his throat his voice raw with emotion, a new emotion clearly lacing within, for him this wasn't going to be easy, whatever he was about to say.
"Eira, there's something I need to tell you. No matter what I said you have changed me and that is obvious now, and you deserve more than me and I don't know what possessed you to even think of doing what you did. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I can give you my heart if you like broken things."
My head swirled, heart fluttered and butterflies flapped in my stomach. He did care, he cared a lot and now he trusted me with his heart, a heart that was probably tens time more fragile than mine. And I knew I would try my absolute hardest never to let it shatter.
"Loki…I don't know what to say… that was…"
He raised a finger to my lips silencing my rambles and stutters. "Then say nothing at all."
His eyes studied me moving over my face looking for something, but I knew not what he was searching for. I did know one thing though I wanted to kiss him like he kissed me on the Ferris wheel, I should've known then that he cared as well. I raised my hands to caress his cheeks, then moved my fingers into his hair before gently and gingerly bring my lips to his. A kiss to which I put everything into and all I could do was hope he would be receptive for I wanted him and no one else. After that kiss that short and sweet kiss I fell into the best sleep I had ever had, knowing that I had Loki's arms wrapped around and while in his arms nothing, not even my past could hurt me.