Chapter Nineteen

                                    

                                          
Chapter Nineteen~
                          
I let go of Loki's lips, and came back to reality. I think I mainly kissed him because my 'friends' were watching and it made them upset that I was on his side. My breathing was still heavy, from way too much excitment. I gasped and leaned against the wall for support, covering my face with my hands. Okay so now, I can make it offical. I have no friends. They would never forgive me for betraying them and staying by Loki's side. But I couldn't abandon him, he had no one besides me and I guess Thor. And I like Loki, a lot. I like how he's diffrent and how he treats me. I'll still defend him, no matter what, and I guess I'll stick by his side.
                          
"Loki...." I didn't know where I was going with that. "Loki... You scared me to death. I honesty thought you were going to kill them all with your bare hands." He grinned and walked towards me, reaching out and holding my hands. "And they thought it too. They were all terrified and saying their last prayers." He laughed a little, glad that he intimidated them, and held me as I burried my face in his chest. He brushed my hair back and hugged me tightly, but comfertably.
                          
"I apologize, but I don't exactly care for your friends." I smiled and hugged him tighter at his comment.
                          
"It's alright. Neither do I." I told him. Oh well, I knew they wouldn't ever want to talk or hang out with me again. I was strangly alright with it though, they only invited me because I have known them since middleschool, and they felt sorry for me because I was always alone. "Just, thanks for not killing anyone." I joked with him. Loki looked down at me, almost laughing, and gently brushed his lips against mine, teasing me. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, and waited for him to kiss me for real. He smiled at me again, and put his hands on my hips, kissing me feircly, making my lips cold from his touch. I was pushed back against the kitchen counter as we continued and I ran my fingers through his greasy hair. He stopped kissing me and looked down into my eyes.
                          
"You should be.... getting to bed.." He whispered at me. I sighed as he released me from his arms. I felt empty again. I just wanted to be with him. "It's awfuly late..." Loki reminded me again.
                          
"Okay then....um I'll see you in the morning." I tried to smile at him, but I probably looked disapointed. He brushed my hair out of my face, and traced my chin with his palm. I leaned in and gave him one last kiss, as he turned his back to me and went inside the other bedroom. I sighed, and starred at the closed door. Maybe if I looked at it long enough, Loki would come out and kiss me again. Okay, no. I knew that wouldn't happen. I quickly turned away, ran in my room, and threw off my dress, and changed into an old tee and pajama shorts. I gently crawled under the thick covers, and sighed again. I felt empty and cold. Which was a little odd. I was never cold. I pulled the cover over my head and I felt like crying. I don't know why. It was just a long night and I guess too much excitment for one day.