2 years later
It was a day like every past day from the last two years. My alarm went off at 6am and I got dressed, ate breakfast and drove to work. I worked at my local news paper as a journalist. I moved to New York after I got back from Asgard since I couldn't get over everything that had happened. I suppressed all thoughts I had towards Loki or my past in general because I just wanted to move on.
One of my daily jobs was adding up stories from our readers and putting them in our readers blog we had every day featured on a page. I finished my daily stories early so I took some more time reading messages from the readers from loved ones to heartfelt stories they encountered. Usually it's guys telling the girl they love them blah blah blah. I slowly but surely couldn't bear reading the same kind of messages over and over again, everyone claiming the girl was "the one". I haven't dated someone since...Loki. It was hard even thinking about him to be honest.
As I was scrolling through all the messages one peaked my interest. I had to read it twice because I wasn't sure what the hell was going on.
"Hello my Midgardian. I had thought about a lot of ways to get in contact with you but I thought this one would suit the situation best. I am free and came back for you. There is a lot I have to explain so please let me. Meet me at the lake near your place on your favourite bench tonight at 8. If you decide not to come I'll fully understand and I won't ever be in your way again. - yours kindly, L."
I was absolutely confused about the letter a thousand thoughts running through my mind. Was this really addressed to me or was I just imagining things? Who else would write like that than Loki? Well either I had a crazy stalker or it was him...it must've been him, it's gotta be…
I had so many questions and for the rest of the day I couldn't focus on my job and I got more and more nervous with each minute not sure of what I should do.
I left work early and went straight home. I had four hours to spare and to come to a decision. The biggest questions running through my mind though was how he got out and why he came back for me. Two things I couldn't even begin to try and answer. Did I even want answers, that was the biggest question I had to answer before 8pm.
I was losing my mind and my head kept spinning around with all kind of scenarios possible. I decided to quickly get a shower to try and gather my thoughts. What was there to explain? And did I even want answers? It's been so long and I wasn't even sure I wanted to see him ever again since I finally managed to get over all the things that happened two years ago.
I turned off the water and stepped out and wrapped a towel around and wiped over the mirror with my hand to see my own reflection and noticing a single tear making its way down my left cheek. I put on some jeans and a shirt since it was a warm spring evening and put on some make up noticing that my head was empty of thoughts. I was functioning but was feeling numb inside.
I opened and locked the door behind me and walked downstairs like a zombie. I still had 30 minutes to spare so I walked around a few blocks before making my way to the park and the bench that I've spent hours on thinking about various things.
I stared at my phone every two seconds checking the time and I think I've never in my life been more nervous.
"I'm glad you've come...it's been a long time."
Hearing his voice again sent shivers down my spine. I thought about what I was gonna say to him for so long yet my head went completely blank the second he started talking. He stood behind me and I could almost feel his breath down my neck. He slowly made his way around the bench and took a seat next to me. I didn't dare to even look at him so I just looked straight ahead.
"How are you?" He said, looking at me slightly smirking.
"How am I?!" I didn't know how to react or how to feel about his question. Mostly because I guess I haven't asked myself that question in way too long.
"I'm okay I guess...I..I missed you…" and all of sudden sadness hit me and a single tear made its way down my left cheek. Out of nowhere I felt his cold hand wiping away my tear and resting it on my face. I couldn't hold back my emotions because for the first time in the last two years I felt complete again and I burst out crying.
"Ssshhhh hush now Freja it's alright I'm right here, I've got you." he said, wrapping his arm around me and holding me close until I was able to calm down and breathe again.
"It's been so long, I thought I'd never see you again! How did you get out? How are you here? What has happened?" I couldn't stop my thoughts and my mouth from asking him all the questions I was able to think of.
"I'm more than happy to answer each and every question you have for me but for now we have to get out of here I'm afraid it's not safe here for us."
I nodded, got up and as soon as I did Loki took my hand and guided me through the park. We walked for a while in utter and complete silence until we reached the main street. We walked across and entered a dark alleyway. At the end of this small and narrow path I noticed a dark tall figure.
The figure slowly moved towards me and thanks to a small light hanging from the side of one of the buildings I was able to recognize the man that was standing in front of me now.