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You lay curled up in bed, staring at nothing, feeling . . . nothing. Your blanket was wrapped tightly around you in lieu of someone’s arms. It wasn’t like you had someone who could hold you anyway.
A long time ago, Thor had told you that his brother had once said “A Loki’s curse is being alone.” You hadn’t agreed with him because Loki had him and his mother.
But who did you have?
True, you were part of the team. Indeed, you had more in common with the members of the Avengers than perhaps anyone else in the world. But maybe that was your true power. Feeling lonely even when surrounded by people.
A single tear slid down your face and you wrapped your blanket around you tighter, begging the universe to let sleep take you. Your dreams, even when nightmares, were escapes from the torment you faced in the light.
The universe didn’t listen, though. It never did.
You could do nothing but lie there feeling every bit of the loneliness you were cursed to feel forever. The bitter truth? You were unwanted and unloveable. Who could ever want a freak like you?
No matter how hard you tried, or how close you got, you would never be more than you were now.
You buried your face in your pillow. “FRIDAY, kill the lights.”
Your room dropped into darkness.
Right where you belonged.