Word count: 289

Warnings: mention of verbal abuse

A/n

This is probably shit. But I'm just getting started its what happens right? No? Whatever enjoy anyway. Leave suggestions in the comments for future chapters.

Request: n/a

I cant tell if its killing me or it's making me stronger.

Loki. An amazing person, or god whichever you refer him to, with a tragic past. He's an amazing boyfriend but sometimes our relationship goes downhill.

I can't tell if its killing me or making me stronger than i once was. Its hard to transition between the good and the bad.

The times he gets angry and verbally abuses me, not that it really means anything to me. It makes it harder i just have to wait for him to cool off and most of the time it takes hours. Id have to lock the bedroom door to keep him out while Thor leaves him in the guest room.

Now was one of those times. Tony had pissed him off to the point of no return and he had taken it out on me. Although this time... It seemed like he meant every word.

Normally Loki's words wouldn't mean anything to me. I would brush them off and ignore them focusing on letting him have his time alone to cool down.

This time was different. He yelled at me about how i previously was. Weak, fragile and broken. I had come out of an abusive relationship. Not a verbally abusive one, a physically abusive one. I was often reminded of how weak i was.

After what seemed like hours of sitting on the bed in my shared room crying. The familiar soft knock on the door comes. I reluctantly get up to answer the door. On the other side i find Loki who immediately wrapped his arms around me.

"I'm sorry. I never meant to say any of that to you. You are my everything. Please forgive me"