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Summary: 5 months with brutal orcs, torture, pain, humiliation. Rescued, but can Legolas get over it? He finds that cutting himself a good escape of reality. He feels the guilt from making people around him worry, but there is really nothing he can do... (No slash)
Ok, this is my second story. Actually my third but I removed it because of the lack of time to write it. I decided to write this as a thanks to all my friends and especially to those who care and helped me through it all.. It is a short one and yes, you may think it is rather dumb. I know. This story will be 2 or 3 parts. Ok enough of this..
Hope you people like this.. (And please review!!!)
Legolas watched as his own blood flowed down his arm. He did not know why he did it and for what. All he knew that by cutting his wrist, it let out all his anger, sorrow and loneliness in him. As he stared at the blood, tears started flowing down his cheeks.
"You are cutting again..."
Legolas did not attempt to hide the blood. He sighed. He could hear the disappointment in his friend's voice. He felt the guilt. He had let his friends and people who cared about him down again. But he really could not help it.
"I'm very sorry Estel. Really sorry." Legolas whispered, as more tears flowed down his pale face.
Aragorn said nothing. He left the room, appearing a few moments later with bandages. There was silence as Aragorn bandaged up Legolas's wrist. This was happening too often. Every time Legolas cut, he apologized after that.
He was really disappointed but he could understand why Legolas did it. It was understandable, Legolas had been caught by orcs and tortured for 5 months before he was rescued. The orcs had no mercy on him. It broke his heart so to see Legolas like this.
"Do not apologize, I understand. But as I have told you before, if you really want to cut again, you can come and talk to me. Please stop doing this to yourself. We all care about you and you know it."
Legolas nodded.
Aragorn wiped away Legolas's tears. "It's dinner time. Would you like to eat with us or would you like to stay here?"
"I have dinner with you. Thanks Estel, without your help, I do not know what would have happened to me." Legolas smiled weakly, he still had not recovered from the poison he was fed by the orcs. He made his way to the dining halls, helped by Aragorn.
Legolas was greeted warmly in the halls of Elrond. It was his first meal in the halls, other meals had been spent in his room, but with the company of people who cared about him. Elrond noted the bandage on Legolas's wrist, but decided not to mention anything about it, yet.
Elladan and Elrohir were delighted to see their good friend out of bed already. Dinner an enjoyable affair for all, everybody was glad that Legolas was recovering quickly, most noise came from the twins though. As for Legolas, outside, he put on the mask he always wore, a mask of indifference. But inside, he was still hurting, for everything that happened, everything that he had gone through and the loneliness to what he faces..
The ending is rather abrupt and its short, but I promised to update soon.. But please review and let me know what you think! Thanks!