~ Chapter 7 ~

Doom turned off the call and looked hollowly out the window and the dark night. A sadness that he never thought would enter him again dominated his body.

"What's wrong?" his bed partner asked concerned because he had never seen Victor like this. Like he had lost his whole world.

The young man turned toward the bed and looked but couldn't really see the other. "I'm sorry but I have to call our time to a close for tonight."

"What's happened?" the man asked as Victor raised his hand to dial the next number.

"Everything."

Her mother sobbed as Thor tried to stay strong while her father was being beaten to a bloody plump. Her mind was conflicted between numbness that her love had betrayed her like this and worry of what had happened to her little sister.

Regret of how she had treated Loki stabber her heart, how their closeness had broken down. All because she had believed Eric over Loki.

It was then, with her mind in turmoil, did all chaos break out. The windows and both doors to the house blew up and what sounded like a thunder of footsteps enter the house. No one of them had any idea what was happening.

The intruders subdued Eric and his companions without much fuss. It was the sound of bodies hitting the ground and metal clicking as handcuffs was put on them. It took a moment for Thor to realize the dark dressed people around her now was the police force that had just rescued them. But because her mind couldn't process this fact, she resisted their hands as they began to free her and take care of her parents.

It was so loud that nothing but a buzz could be heard in her ears.

However, it was the familiar face of Victor Doom standing in the middle of the masses that focused her as she was brought outside her home along with her parents.

The man was dressed impeccably in a dark suit and white shirt. Looking every bit of professional as any other man, he was standing there like the calm eye of a storm.

"Victor?" Thor said as she came to a stop in front of the man. She had never liked him. Never understood why her little sister was in a relationship with this scum.

"Don't say anything." the man said indifferently. "You are lucky that Loki loves you this much to prepare for this."

"Loki?" Thor's mind clicked on the man. "Is Loki all right?" she asked desperately. "Where is she?"

Doom shrugged his shoulder. "I don't know." his eyes glared at the blond woman. "If you'll excuse me."

His attitude ignited something in Thor who grew angry. "Is that how little she means to you? You fucking bastard. Don't your lover mean anything to you?"

Victor's brows knitted together until his face was the implication of anger. "You don't know how much I care for her, but let's make something perfectly clear right now. She is not my lover. Why would I date a lesbian?"

"Wha-?"

"You really don't see anything beyond your blond hair do you." It wasn't a question. "I love Lottie dearly, like a sister and almost like a lover, so much that I would treat her preciously for the rest of her life, even if she never would love me."

Thor took a step back into the waiting hands of the police officers that had brought her out. They had been there the whole time but her mind was so chaotic that she had forgotten them for a moment.

"Where is she?" Thor asked in a strained voice.

"Don't know... but I have a message-"

"Hello?" There was no reply. "Loki?"

"Yeah." the voice was cut off by a loud cough and something wet hitting the phone. "Save her." the voice begged.

"Where are you?" Victor asked as calmly as he could without letting on his despair. If the phone could send the smell of iron he didn't doubted that he could smell it right now.

"I don't have much time. Please save her, and tell her..."

"...do you remember Thor? When times was so much easier. When we were always together? But now we live in different worlds. You never saw me as anything but your sister, and I never saw you as my sister. I never told you this, because I didn't have the courage to say these words to you; I love you. You are my everything. Please believe me. Dear sister."

Victor ended the message, recalling every word from memory. It was painful and as much as he didn't want to relay these words, to keep them as his own, but he couldn't betray Loki.

Thor's hand slowly came up to her mouth as her eyes widen. There was no doubting the hidden message behind the words. "No, forgive me. Please, don't leave me." Thor's feet brought her slowly closer to Victor Doom until her fingers tried to curl around his costume but failed to put any strength into it. "Give her back. Give her back to me." she begged pathetically.

The proud and strong woman that was the pride of the Odinson family was nothing but a wreak in front of the rich man. Everything had been stripped from her and left the blond beauty a sobbing mess. She closed her blue eyes, dulled by her tears, put her forehead against his chest.

"Give her back."

~ Flashback ~

"Can I confess something?"

Victor looked at his new friend who was sitting timidly at the other end of his couch.

"You can say anything you want."

Loki bit her lip as she looked like she had changed her mind, and that it was a bad idea. She almost looked sick.

"I think I'm in love." she said in a tiny voice.

"Oh?" Victor took a swing from his coffee, swallowing the hot liquid and letting the bitter taste settle on his taste buds. "Who's the lucky girl." he already knew Lottie – or 'Loki' as she liked to be called – was attracted to girls.

Loki really looked like she was going to be sick. "Thor." her voice came out no bigger than a whisper.

Victor took a few seconds to think. "Your sister?" Loki nodded, obviously fearing his judgment. "If you think she's worthy of your love then isn't that enough?" there was nothing in his mind that whispered wrong or bad about it.

Loki looked at him like he had said something out of this world before a bright smile over took her face.

~End Flashback ~

"You've always had her, you stupid woman." he whispered under his breath.

The light from the street lamp was bright in her eyes, breaking the darkness and keeping her focused as time slowly ticked by.

The blood was leaving her body as the light was shining over her. The wetness having long ago soaked through her clothes and she felt no qualms about ending her life at this moment.

Nothing special had ever come from her life, and nothing would ever change. There was almost no one in her life that would miss her. Her friend Victor was the only one she could think of. She had accomplished nothing. She hadn't left any impressions on others, and she was sure that Thor would hate her for taking Eric away from her. Even if it was for the best.

Her phone lay next to her hand began to buzz but she didn't have the strength to lift her cold fingers anymore.

Just as her consciousness was drifting away a thought crossed her mind.

'Maybe Thor will cry a tear for me.'

TBC