AN: Warning, This chapter contains sexual abuse.

The next morning Thor awakened to a loud bang in the kitchen followed by a string of profanity. Walking out of his room and down the stairs he came into the kitchen where he witness Loki fiddling with some cooking equipment. When Loki noticed Thor standing there, he smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry did I wake you? I was trying to be as silent as possible."

"It's quite alright" He casually leaned alongside the door frame closely watching Loki. He wore a long sleeved blue shirt and long black pants. His movements where stiff, limited, as if he was struggling to move about. But he appeared a great deal more relaxed, calmer then he was last night.

"Where is your partner" Thor asked awaiting Loki's reaction.

"He is at work until 6 and out drinking with his buddies until 8" Loki replied contently.

"What does he do?"

"He is a police officer, goes around "protecting" people." He stated dryly, making his way through the kitchen gathering things needed for breakfast. After everything was settled he glanced up at Thor and smiled.

"Well you should go up and shower, I'll leave some clothes on the bed for you to wear. Today I need to go run some errands, and maybe while we are in town we will see if anyone has heard anything about your hammer."

"Mjolnir" Thor corrected playfully.

"Oh yes, how could I forget, your partner Mjolnir, my deepest apologizes your godliness" Loki mocked causing Thor to laugh.

"Sounds like a plan to me" He smiled as he headed up stairs.

Breakfast was prepared and the table was set, and despite the fact that he was in constant pain he tried his best to enjoy the moments he had without James by his side.

Last night, after everyone was asleep, Loki had his moment to tend to his injuries. After making sure nothing in his leg was broken and that he didn't receive too much brain damage, he wrapped up his leg and took a pain killer for the headache that was beginning to radiant through his entire body. He removed his shirt to tend to his past bruises. He squeezed his eyes shut as he observed the large bruise forming on his back from being continually banged against the wall.

He got a good look at himself and hated what he saw. His body was covered in the memories of his past abuse, parts of his life he tried to forget. The scars, the burns, the marks created a sinister, permanent time line of his existence. Loki has faced every kind of abuse possible and all that could have been done to him has been done. James wasn't his first attacker. His life as be plagued with misery. He sighed as he ran his fingers over each memory he wished to forget, all the pain he wished he never had to face.

"At least some of these will fade away" he mumbled softly to himself as he began to apply his health cream over his body before going to bed.

When he woke up the next morning, James was gone and he started to prepare breakfast.

"Thor! Foods done" Loki screamed after he finished setting the table and went over to grab some forks and knives.

"Loki, The shirt you have provided me with is too small." Thor replied. Loki turned around and almost dropped the objects in his hand. There stood Thor, shirtless with a pair of jeans on. His hair was still damped from his shower and there were small beads of water running down his perfectly tone golden muscles. It wasn't until Thor called out Loki's name again that he realized he was staring. Coughing awkwardly he looked away

"Umm…Well I could find you a new shirt but I would have to go searching for one." Loki didn't have any clothes in Thor's size so he would have to go looking through James's stuff.

"Lets eat first and look later" Thor grinned as he made his way to the table and took a seat. Loki stared at him in disbelief.

"Great…'' Loki whispered softly "a golden god eating shirtless at my table. "As if I don't have enough issues." Running his long slender fingers through his black hair, he shook his head and sighed, before sitting down at the table himself.

"So for breakfast, we have scrambled eggs, bacon, toast, waffles, pancakes, and just for you, sausage." He smiled brightly. "I made a lot of food, because you don't seem like a light eater, so eat as much as you please."

Thor smiled as he leaned back in his chair. He was full and very much pleased. He never knew Midgardian food was so amazing.

"Loki, you are an astonishing cook, what was that yellow fluffy thing called once more?"

"Eggs Thor" Loki smiled as he sipped his green tea.

"Ahh yes Eggs…and what about that long crispy piece of meat."

"Bacon." he chuckled.

"Yes Bacon…those two were the best together, bacon and eggs." Thor grinned.

"Most of America would be inclined to agree with you"

"Thank you for the meal, it was truly incredible."

"It was my pleasure, Besides I really like cooking." He smiled into his tea.

"What else do you like?" Thor asked curiously. Loki was slightly taken back by the sudden question but answered it regardless.

"Well, I really enjoy reading; it's my escape from everything in fact. I really wish I had my own library. A library with thousands of books, full of endless accounts of mysteries, fables, history, and tales of the unknown." He rambled, eyes bright, face full of joy. He looked, at that very moment, the happiest he has ever looked since their meeting. It was the first time Thor actually took a good look at Loki's features. His hair was long and as dark as night reaching his shoulders before it curled outwards. He wore it slicked back to keep it out of his face and Thor couldn't help but noticed how much his features contrasted with each other. His skin was pale white, hair pitch black, his eyes, a deep and vibrant emerald green. Actually he has never encounter eyes such as Loki's before.

Noticing Thor staring at him, Loki couldn't help but feel slightly exposed. He felt heat rise in his face as he turned his head away from Thor.

"Umm…well" He coughed as he pulled down the sleeves of his shirt "Lets get this mess cleaned up and find you a clean shirt" He quickly rose from his seat just to feel an intense throbbing radiating from his injured leg, causing him to collapse back down in his chair. Thor rushes from his seat over to Loki's side.

"What happened? Are you okay?" He asks frantically as he kneels next him, too afraid to touch him. Loki simply shakes his head and smiles at Thor.

"It's nothing really, I just forgot I injured my leg, I shouldn't have stood up so fast." Slowly he gets up once more and cautiously walks over to the sink with some of the dishes in his hand. Thor watches with worried eyes but soon follows his suit, grabbing the rest of the dishes he brings them to Loki. Deciding to wash them later he turns and towards Thor and smiles brightly hoping to wipe away his worry.

"Okay lets go find you a shirt so we could go out." After about ten minutes of searching Loki finally found Thor a large shirt that James wore when he was attending the police training academy. Everything was in walking distance from Loki's home, and though walking wasn't the most comfortable thing for him at the moment, he gritted his teeth and sucked up the pain to keep Thor from worrying. They bought a couple of items from the local convenience and grocery store and even brought Thor some comfortable clothing. Everywhere they went, Thor reminded Loki of a little kid at a candy store. His blue eyes where bright and filled with wonder asking Loki numerous questions, in which he was pleased to answer.

Thor was slightly disappointed when they went around asking people if they heard about anything weird that happened, or if they had seen a strange hammer, cause know one seemed to know a thing. Loki put his hand on Thor's forearm and smiled at him.

"It's only been a day, I'm sure we will hear something soon enough." His kind words put ease to Thor's trouble.

As they walked back home Thor told tales of Asgard, and his journeys with Sif and the Warrior of Three. He boasted about all the maidens in Asgard and how they were all over him when he finally received Mjolnir on his 18th birthday, declaring him a man and a warrior. Loki could help but laugh when he compared them to flies buzzing around him trying to gain his attention.

"I have a question for you Thor. Why weren't you surprised when you found out my partner was a man?" Loki questioned curiously. Thor only shrugged his shoulders.

"It's not uncommon for men to bed other men in Asgard, in fact it happens a lot more than you would imagine."

"Why is that?" "I guess you could say we are not picky when it comes to pleasure and love. One cannot help who they find attractive or who they fall in love with."

"Sounds nice." Loki admitted softly but still loud enough for Thor to catch the sadness that radiated from his statement.

"But earth seems like such a nice place to live also. The people are nice and you have pop tarts. You can't find those on Asgard." He tried.

"Don't be fooled, not everyone as nice as they seem" He commented dryly.

"What do you mean?" Thor asked. Loki shook his head and smiled at Thor.

"Never mind that lets hurry home. I can prepare lunch" Once they arrived home, Loki went into the kitchen and made sandwiches for lunch. They sat together eating their sandwiches no one really speaking. The rest of the day, after Loki cleaned the dishes and re-wrapped his leg, he and Thor sat down together on the couch and watching television. Loki laughed when Thor started to worry about "the tiny people trapped in the box." He had to carefully explain to Thor what television was before they could finally relax to watch it.

They sat in comfortable silence with the occasional question from Thor. Late in the after noon Loki's mood abruptly changed. He stood from the couch without a word and went directly into the kitchen, removing things from the cabinet.

"Are you making food again?" Thor questioned from the couch as he looked over towards Loki.

"James is coming home in an hour, I have to make sure dinner is done and his plate is waiting for him" He stated automatically. Just like clock work, James comes home at eight and Loki could here his clumsy stumbling as he removed his boots, and police belt.

"Loookiiiii" He calls out in a slur and Loki could already tell he was piss drunk. Placing his plate of food on the table he goes over towards James and forces a smile on his face.

"Hello James, your pasta is already on the table." Stumbling towards Loki, James pins him against the wall, both of his hands on either side of his head.

"I've missed you today" He huskily whispers, the smell of alcohol strong on his breath. Loki closes his eyes as he feels James hot breath traveling down towards his neck. Suddenly he feels his warm moist tongue leave a trail of germs and saliva as it makes its way from the base of Loki's neck to his ears. He feels his body shudder in disgust and he resist the urge to cringe way. He hated this version of James more then he hated all his other drunken versions. When James comes home he is either sexually aroused, angry, or so drunk he passes out before he even makes his way into the living room. But Loki would take a drunken James then a sober one any day, because when he was sober was when he inflicted the most pain on Loki, and those are the day he prays that he is dead.

Pushing James back slightly he tries to change the outcomes into his favor. "Shouldn't you eat dinner first? And remember we have a guess in the house." James grunts as he wraps his arms around Loki's waist and rest his head in the crook of his neck.

"When is he leaving?" He hiccups, grabbing Loki's ass and pulling closer to him.

"I don't know he might be here a while." He states in a monotone voice standing perfectly still in James arms. He sighs and heaves himself off of Loki. "

We will just have to continue this later." He slurs as he leans in and plants a large, sloppy, alcohol induced wet kiss on Loki's lips. Once James stepped into the hallway leaving Loki alone, he couldn't help but feel the need to puke up his insides. He felt dirty and disgusted. Using the back of his sleeve he tries to scrub off the remains of James that he left planted on his skin. He needed a serious shower. He remained there for a couple of seconds trying to relax his nerves before making his way into the kitchen. James was no longer in the kitchen and Thor was already half way through the mountain of food he set on his plate. He made himself some tea to calm his stomach before seating down at the table.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Thor asked curiously noticing that Loki didn't get any food.

"Not really. Loss my appetite." He stated as he took another sip of his tea. "Where did James go?"

"He saw me, grunted, grabbed his food and some can drinks and left the room" Thor simply shrugged his shoulder and continued to eat. "I don't think he likes me very much."

"Who cares what he likes" Loki said coldly into this tea.

"You don't seem to like him very much either." Thor commented looking directly at him. Loki looked up surprised.

"What makes you say that?" Thor shrugged and continued to eat his food.

"It just normally couples show more affectation towards each other. You just look like you're very uncomfortable being around him. Almost scared."

"And you picked all this up after being around me for a matter of hours?" Loki asked rather surprised at Thor ability to pick up on such small things.

"I guess. Maybe I'm wrong….maybe I'm not."

"Maybe…" Loki said quietly and he looked down into the tea he suddenly wasn't in the mood for. He would have to be more guarded about the way he express things. They were silent for a couple of moments before Loki rose from his seat and dropped his tea in to the sink.

"I think I'm going to head to bed now." He said with his back to Thor. "If you need anything don't hesitant to ask."

"I didn't mean to…" Thor began. Loki turned towards him and smiled.

"You didn't do anything Thor. Have a good night." With that he headed up stair into his bedroom

In the middle of the night Loki awakened to a stir in his bed room. Loki slowly opened his eyes to see a large figure in the corner of his bed room.

"Thor?" He said drowsily still not fully awake.

"Not exactly" said the voice in a messy slur that Loki immediately recognized as James. His eyes widen as he quickly rose up in the bed.

"James what are you doing?" He asked knowing full well what was going to happen. James slowly made his way towards the bed, stepping out of the shadow into the moonlight. Loki gasped when he saw the look in James eyes. His eyes were full of hatred and anger, and Loki didn't know why.

"What have you been doing all day?" He said in a low menacing voice. Loki was frozen in fear.

"James…what's going on?" He managed to squeeze out.

"Fucking answer me!" He screamed causing Loki to squeeze his eyes shut and flinch back.

"I went out for errands and spent the rest of the day at home I swear." He said quickly. Why was James suddenly mad at him? He didn't do anything wrong.

"Why is it that I get a call from my buddy saying you where out with another man." He said going around the side of the bed getting closer to Loki. Another man? What man? They couldn't possible mean Thor? This isn't good. That is exactly what he didn't need, a stupid phone call and a drunken James. Not a good combination.

"I don't know what you're talking about" He said foolishly only to regret it seconds later. James suddenly pushed forward and grabbed on to Loki's neck pushing down onto the bed and pinning him there.

"Don't you dare fucking lie to me" He whispered fiercely shaking Loki by his neck. Putting his hands up he tried to pull James hands from around his neck, he was struggling to breathe and James wasn't loosening up.

"So you're parading around with other men huh?" He sneered with dark eyes. "You stupid whore, I'll make sure everyone knows your mine." Loki was released from his death grip and soon began gasping for much need air to ease the burning in his lungs. But that wasn't the end of it. James gave him little time to recover as he grabbed on to Loki's wrist holding them above his head and he hovered over Loki on his hands and knees.

Loki stared up on him, fear clearly apparent in his green orbs as realization hit him on what was to come. James free hand roamed down Loki's body before tearing open his night shirt, causing all his buttons, to pop all over the bed. He squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head to the side as he noticed the cloud of drunken accomplishment and angry lust that filled James glare when he looked down at Loki's bruised body.

Suddenly his body was flipped over and he groaned when he was forced onto his knees, the pain from his damaged leg began to ache once more. 'Don't move, don't make a sound' He tried to advise himself as he felt James roughly pull down his pajama pants and undergarments.

But without warning or preparation he felt his body being torn in two as James forcibly thrust his way into his body. He felt like his insides were being rubbed with sand paper. The friction was painful and the thrust was quickly splitting his body in two the deeper his pushed.

Loki, against his wishes, screamed out in pain just to be rewarded with a painfully hard slap to his lower back that he was sure to cause a nasty bruise. James lowered himself down and whispered in Loki's ears.

"You better be quite, I'm sure you don't want your friend over there hearing your whorish screams." Oh god. Thor. He almost forgot that Thor was sleeping in the room next his. He really hoped he was a heavy sleepier.

Loki laid there limp, face buried in the sheets as he felt the tears in his eyes began to over flow. He bit the inside of his check until he tasted blood in order to keep himself from crying out in pain. Repeatedly James pushed harder and deeper into his body. This wasn't the first time James had taken Loki, but each time he had, it hurt worst then the previous. The pain was so intense Loki like he was going to break, and drift in and out of consciousness. How could someone once so kind suddenly turn into a heartless monster? Maybe he wasn't kind at all. Maybe Loki was just too foolish and desperate that he ignored all the signs.

It felt like hours before James finally stop. He held down hard on Loki's hips as he released himself into Loki's body. Loki cringed in disgust knowing he was currently filled with semen of monster. It wasn't a physically mark that James was trying to place on Loki's body when he said he would make sure everyone knew that Loki was his. He already had enough of those, he want to leave him with an emotional bruise, one that would make him remember all that James did and will do if he ever did anything wrong.

And sure enough he did his job; he left a big enough bruise to remind Loki he is never free from James's grip. Slowly James removed himself from Loki, and collapsed on the side of bed next to him. Though James was gone from inside of him the pain remained. It was a terrible tenderness and he worried he wouldn't be able to sit for a while.

He closed his eyes and waited until he heard the loud snoring of the man next him, knowing it was safe enough move. He didn't want to lie in the same bed as him; he didn't even want to be on the same planet as him. Gradually be moved to the edge of the bed. Slowly he tried to stand only to find out that his legs weren't on the same page as him and his bed. He collapsed on the floor and felt the tears began to spring again.

Using the wall as support he stood up again and made his way out of the bed room, remembering to grab his night shirt with him. He made a painful trip into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. He looked at himself in the mirror once more. His eyes were red and stained with tears. His lips were red from biting them. He looked down at his neck only to find a bruise forming from when James had choked him. His hair was a tattered mess, and he felt dirty.

Carefully removing his clothes, he went into the bath tub and turned on the shower. He scrubbed and scrubbed until his skin turned red and raw. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't get the feeling of James touching him off his skin. He stood there under the shower head and allowed the tears to run freely.

What hurt the most was knowing that no matter what, the only person he had in his life was James, and he would be stuck with him until the day of his death, which he hoped came soon. He didn't know if he could handle much more. He still felt dirty when he stepped out the shower, but knew it was no use. Putting on his night clothes once more, he grabbed a clean blanket from the linen closet and he made his way agonizingly down the steps into the living room.

Finding his way towards the couch, he laid on his side covering his entire body. With a mixture of exhaustion and depression, he miserably cried himself to back to sleep. His dreams plagued with the memories of that night.

End of Chapter 4

AN: Blehhh, I'm sorry for the wait. This chapter would have been posted sooner, but I kept getting distracted with school starting, and tumblr and anime and all that other good stuff. But here you guys go.

That was the first time I wrote any kind of sex related scene thingy. Who would have guessed it would have been a rape type thing.

This is almost 9 whole pages. I didn't mean to make it this long but it felt kinda boring so I tried to add things to make it a little more interesting.

I would like to say sorry for all my apologizing in the last chapter, it was late at night, I was hungry, we had no cereal and all that plus the writing made me very emotional. D:

Thank you so much for reading this, and all those who reviewed thank you so much, I really appreciate. I promise I will stop apologizing so much; it's a force of habit, I'm actually like that in real life also. I have a tendency to apologize too much.

Thank you for reading everyone :D Please review and tell me what you think. I love you all 3 Bloop :3