Chapter 7
Tony had somehow managed to get me alone in another room, despite Thor's efforts. Let's just say the blond thunder God was less than pleased right now. When we entered the room Tony slammed the door and took no time inspecting me.
"Get off me!" I snap, pushing him away, but every effort I made was pointless.
Tony was a lot stronger than I was and I couldn't get his damn claws off me.
I knew I was bruised in a lot of different areas and if Tony realized or saw any of them it was going to look really bad.
Unfortunately, I bruised easily and apparently fast, so my wrists were the first thing Tony noticed after he'd promptly pulled up my sleeve. His eyes grew wide and he started to pull on my clothes.
"No, Tony! You are not stripping me!"
"Why!"
Did he really just expect me to strip and be okay with it?
"Because that is a little much don't you think? I mean good god!"
"What happened to your wrists?!" He grabbed at my hands and pulled them towards him. "Why are you bruised!"
"Because I bruise easily and he didn't realize!" I snatched my hands away, tucking them behind my back like I should have been ashamed.
"He's strong. Loki didn't mean to hurt me."
"Bullshit!" Tony barked. "I also think you have more bruises than you're letting on. Now let me see!"
"NO!" I was mortified.
I felt violated. I had never felt violated before. "Please!"
'Sir, I do believe you should leave the young lady be.' The AI snapped.
I had never loved Jarvis more in my life than at that moment. I wasn't sure if the AI was just being polite or if it had been willing to keep my secret. Willing.
It wasn't going to be a secret for much longer.
Tony just wouldn't listen.
"No! Stop!"
He had finally managed to pull my shirt up just enough to see the bruises all over my waist and hips; I chose today to wear hip huggers of all day's.
I was sure those bruises looked awful since Loki really had gripped me too hard in that area without thinking. I hadn't even thought about the fact he could have killed me right then. I'd ponder about that later.
Tony sucked in a breath and I knew exactly what gears were spinning around in his head; what he was thinking.
The worst.
"I'll kill him!" he roared, shaking with anger.
"No! It isn't what you're thinking!" I pleaded, grabbing him by the arm as he turned to leave. "He didn't force me!"
Tony halted, turning his head and slowly looked at me. "You don't have to lie for him."
I swallowed. I wasn't sure if Tony was giving me a chance to take back what I just said, or if he really thought I was covering for Loki.
"I'm not lying."
"You expect me to believe you fucked him because you wanted to?"
"If you don't believe me, ask Jarvis." I let go of Tony's arm, dropping my eyes to the floor.
I wasn't ashamed of sleeping with Loki. I was ashamed because I knew it was going to destroy Tony.
He stalled for a minute before he finally closed his eyes, exhaling a shaky breath. "Jarvis?"
'She speaks the truth, Sir.'
Jarvis sounded like he felt so awkward. Did computers feel? Poor Jarvis. I hadn't meant to drag him into it, but dammit, he was the only person-whatever-that knew the truth other than Loki and I. Tony wasn't going to believe anyone else.
"Why?" Tony mumbled.
"You fucked Loki the first time you met him, but you can't go out on one damn date with me?!"
"Tony, I just don't feel that way about you." Maybe I could have if I had tried. I never tried, and now it was too late.
I didn't want Tony. I wanted Loki.
He shook his head, then ran over to the other side of the room and punched his fist through the wall. I had never seen Tony so mad before. I wouldn't be surprised if he hated me right now. "I'm sorry."
Tony laughed. "Sure." He pulled his fist back towards him and out of the new hole he had created; it was covered in blood. "Let's go. You can tell everyone all about your new boyfriend."