Chapter 4
I lay there for a few moments, my mind racing with the previous events. I look over and Loki is looking through one of the cabinets by the bed. My breathing is shallow, and I close my eyes. Calm down, Faye. It's okay. Just think. My own thoughts cannot persuade me, and the overpowering feeling of exhaustion takes over me, and I begin to sob. The tears that escape me are due to my confusion and fear of the both the future and past. I can hear his footsteps approaching and I feel my body begin to shake, and I put my hands over my face. He crouches next to me, and I feel his hand run down the back of my head, and through my hair.
"Shhh. You're alright."
His voice doesn't bring me any comfort, and he leans in and takes both of my hands. I open my eyes to find him towering over me, and he takes my wrists, tying them up together with a rope. I feel my strength fade and I don't fight it anymore. He then slides his hand on my back, pulling me to an upright sitting position. The tears are flowing harder and I bite my tongue trying to control the constant sobbing. Don't let him see you like this. I can't help it anymore though, and I feel his left hand slip under my legs and suddenly I'm dangling in the air, my head resting against his chest. My breathing comes to a halt for a moment as he moves me to the side of his bed and places me down on the ground gently. He then takes the other end of the rope and ties it in a complicated knot around one of the legs of the bed. He stands back up and reaches over his bed, grabbing a pillow and blanket.
"I have a few more questions, but right now it's late."
The words are curt, and he leans down and puts the pillow under me and the covers over me. My fatigue beckons for me to lie down, and I do, putting my throbbing head on the pillow.
I watch him carefully, trying to take notes on anything that would help me getaway. He stands there looking at me for a moment, then rubbing the back of his head; it's now evident that he's tired as well. Loki glances at me one more time, and without any warning starts to strip, slipping his shirt off. I blink my eyes closed immediately, feeling myself blushing; I dig my face into the pillow. The moment my eyes closed, I knew I wouldn't be able to open them again as exhaustion sweeps over me and consumes me until I slowly fade into a series of strange dreams.