Chapter 7

Loki ignores me until we stroll into the visiting room. He looks at Hela and gives a weak smile "She's beautiful."

"Like I said." I look to him, fondly "She reminds me of you." he scoffs, before nudging me and walking over to his therapist.

"Doctor Banner!" he smiles and I watch him go from relaxed to tense in a matter of seconds. Too quickly.

"Thor?" Hela asks and I snap out of it. She smiles warmly as I sit in front of her "You're looking well."

I motion around "This place, it's not that bad." I shrug "Don't get me wrong. The guards are crooked, the inmates are thugs, two of my friends are prison gay for live, and my cellmate is a suicidal whore who's murdered fifteen people." I shake my head "It's not horrible."

She gives a shocked look, before asking "Who's your roommate?" I point to Loki and she gocks "He has killed fifteen people?"

"Pedophiles." I state and she gives a short nod "Fourteen in prison. The first of the fifteen being his own father."

"So, he's innocent." Hela declares, before sighing "Well, what should we talk about? We have fifteen minutes."

For a minute, I try to listen in on Loki's conversation, with no use "How is mother and father?"

Hela ohs to remember something, before digging into a jacket pocket to pull out a photo and hand it to me "Your DA said I couldn't bring a photo of Sif, but I did bring you a photo of home."

It was taken at my parents house, on the beach. Hela and I are in our wet suits, ready for a surf after thirtieth birthday party, only a month before I was jumped. I had just gotten a new surf board from my parents, who are also in frame. My father and mother sit on backdoor patio. Hela and I barely stopped to take the photo, before darting off into the water.

"Mother and father are fine." Hela reassures, before motioning to her eye "Father had his bad eye taken out, so mother is watching over him, but he's completely normal."

"You didn't tell father was having surgery!" I exclaim and she sighs "Seriously, you could've called."

She takes me hand and explains "Thor, we didn't want to worry you. Look at the last year of your life." she takes a breath, before explaining "After the miscarriage, we didn't want to worry you."

"The miscarriage." I state and she gives a somber look.

"We already know mommy is under distress, but what about daddy? How are you feeling, Thor?"

"What?" I ask, looking back to Hela. She gives a confused look and I frown "You just said, we already know mommy is under distress, what about daddy."

She shakes her head "I didn't say that, Thor." I cover my mouth and lean back in my chair. She frowns "Are you starting to remember?"

I shrug, before asking "How long are you in the states?" She gives a confused look and I sigh "When do you go back home?"

She frowns, before explaining "I was going to stay at your place for a month or so. Get it ready to be sold. Why?"

"Sif's doctor! Her OB/GYN!" I erupt and she looks taken aback "Will you speak with her? See what she told me after the miscarriage?"

Hela nods "Of course I will. What do you think we'll find out from there?"

 "Why did I kill her?" I reply, somberly, before shaking my head "I know now that I'm the only person who could have killed her."

Hela nods, before sighing "Thor, you realize that you can't stay in America when you get out of here, right? You'll never get work."

I frown at her "Why would I want to stay in America? The people are lazy, the president is an idiot, and their oceans are poluted. I'm going back to Australia."

She gives a short nod, before asking "You know that Sif's parents cremated her body, right?" I give a short nod and she sighs "If you go to see her, you won't leave alive."

"I don't want to see her." I state and she gives a confused look, which confuses me as well "Perhaps, I'll figure out that I hated her."

Hela scoffs "You wouldn't be the only one." Something draws my attention away from her, it's Loki.

"You will never understand me!" Loki hisses, giving the doctor a startle "You know nothing about me!"

Hela follows my gaze as the doctor replies "Loki, I see hundreds of inmates a week. Only a handful of them actually have a problem. You have a problem." Loki gives an empathetic look and the doctor continues "You suffer from childhood induced nymphomania. Do you know what that means?"

"I know what it means, that's why I know you're wrong!" Loki insists, before declaring "I don't like sex, okay? It's just all I've ever known!"

Banner writes something down and Loki grovels before the doctor asks "So you think you're addicted to prostitution?"

"No." Loki states blankly, before sighing "I was a prostitute on the street, yes. In here, I started pimping myself out, because I have nobody on the outside! I needed the money, but I'm done, now!"

"You say you have nobody on the outside." Banner states as Loki crosses his arms in front of him "Have you tried reaching out to your mother?"

"I don't have a mother." Loki states, coldly, before biting at a hangnail "She's a crackwhore, somewhere in London. Gave birth to a junky baby, then left him with a pedophilic father." Loki stares at the doctor "So, how the fuck am I supposed to trust anyone?"

The doctor writes something down, before asking "Why did you call yourself a junky baby?"

Loki rolls his eyes, before declaring "If mommy is a junky, baby is a junky. Might as well spike the bottle with coke." He turns to stand "I believe our visit is over."

After he's gone, Hela frowns "He seems a bit, fucked up."

I shrug and insist "He's a good guy."