BlindSight: A Thor (Loki) Fanfiction

Chapter 28: Seeing Eye to Eye

Hello readers! Yes, I am aware it's been a while but I've been quite busy with a new chapter in my life that I haven't had the time to work on this. Regardless, I've made some time to work on this update and I hope it'll make up for the waiting time.

Thank you also to those who left reviews/comments. They always help inspire me to keep working.

Now, without further delay, here is Chapter 28.

Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel or any of its characters. Only the OC's belong to me.

Mandy P.O.V.

There was a strange sense of calm when I woke up the next morning. It was like I was floating. Not only was I feeling quite rested, but there was a comforting weight leaning on my waist and a cold hand holding my own.

That touch alone was enough to help me recognize who I was with.

With my free hand, I reached over to Loki's head which was resting at my side. He made no reaction when I brushed through his hair. He simply continued to sleep as if there was nothing in the world that could ever hurt him. A part of me wanted us to stay like that forever: peaceful, quiet, relaxed and safe.

I did remember however, that it was not the case the night before. As the memories of the stressful events last night flooded back into my mind, I began to feel terrible and guilty.

It was surprising that Loki could sleep so well after all that I had put him through. He had his own things to deal with and his own pains to heal from and here I was, giving him more problems before he had even fixed his own.

'How could I keep doing this to him?' I asked myself.

When I first met Loki, I wanted to help him get back on his feet but with the way that things were turning out, I was no longer sure I was doing him any good. This environment was no longer conducive. He deserved better company and not someone who would drag him down.

My heart ached the realization of what I had to do. I could not bear the thought of losing him but I knew I could not be selfish. I cared about him too much to let him suffer for my sake. I loved Loki.

It was almost funny how ironic things were. Just when I had admitted that I had fallen for him, I was also about to let him go.

I treasured the moment of him asleep beside me for I knew it might be the last time that the two of us would be together. I listened to every breath and sigh. I cherished the feeling of his cool skin against my own. If I could not have him, I could at least have the memories I was making.

After a while, I felt Loki stir awake. The dreaded moment had finally arrived.

"Good Morning." He greeted sleepily. "How are you feeling?"

I did not know how to respond, knowing that I was about to do something very painful for both of us.

"Mandy, is there something wrong?" He asked. He must have read my expression or noticed my silence.

I held back my tears as I told him, "Actually, there is."

I felt him jolt up from my side as soon as he heard those words.

"What is it? I may be able to help."

He was still concerned about me and it was not helping the situation.

"Me." I replied, my voice breaking slightly.

Uncertainty laced his tone as he said, "I'm afraid I don't understand."