The Life She Never Knew by meekah greenleaf
Meekah:I say now that I do not own LOTR or any of its characters that is Tolkiens job...I do however own this gorgeous leggy plushie holds up plushie
Legolas:Thank the valar she does not own me ...Elbereth only knows what shed do to me if she did
Meekah:Oh shush you! remember i do own this story plot and layorah and Araraug her horse (grins evilly)
Legolas:Aww shit
Meekah:Don't swear it makes you sound like a human(An meekah is leggys sister that we never knew and who appears at sudden intervals of the story)
Chapter 1 Prologue
Layorah wrapped her arms more tightly around herself. the morning chill was getting to her and so was that old bags jabbering.
The old woman who ran the orphanage was telling the 16 year old girl about her new family.She had found her on the steps of the church with a letter telling her the girls name and the parents wishes that she be take care of so the lady had taken her back to the orphanage and raised her but now she had been adopted.
"The family that you are going to live with now lives on a horse farm... your new father is a breeder of racers and show horses I'm sure that he will be looking for some help fairly soon."
Well that sure got Layorahs attention if they liked horses then perhaps it wouldn't be so bad after all.
"do...well do you think that he will let me ride some of his horses?"she asked somewhat cautiously.
"oh I'm sure that he will let you ride my dear... and look here we are now!"she said pulling into a dirt driveway and up to the house.
Layorah climbed out of the car carrying all of her belongings in her backpack all it held were an old wooden fan that had been her mothers,some pressed flowers in a golden frame, a little glass figure wrapped in her riding clothes, her gloves stuffed inside a pair of old knee height boots and a silver thread bag with odd bits of broken glass,dryed flowers and stuff like that in it.
She climbed the stairs to the door with the old woman at her side.She guessed that someone had been waiting to open the door because it opened before she could even knock.
The pair were greeted by a holmey sight,her new mother opened the door to welcome her n to her new home.
"just go straight through dear Benny will be in the kitchen."
the woman said staring at layorahs ears.
They're pointed! she thought the girl has pointed ears!
Layorah simply nodded and went through the door and it was then that her mother caught sight of her new daughters thigh length brown hair in a some in some out style with a lone braid behind one ear.Layorah turned her head and smiled then turned and continued on into the kitchen.
sure enough she found her new father in the kitchen preparing to go for a ride.
"Oh" gasped Layorah "could i ride with you? Oh please I've brought my own boots and crop and hat! Oh please let me come with you!"
Benny gave a slight chuckle
" Of course you may come with me dear can you ride well?"he asked.
Layorah nodded
"Good" he said "for I shall be going a long way and I do not want you to be tired out on you're first night here ...Maggie would kill me" he added the last part as a sideways chuckle.
Benny and Layorah became fast friends and Benny taught Layorah all that he knew about horses, raceing and managing a farm and Maggie taught her how to sew, cook, and even taught her a few folk songs (though Layorah was not a very good singer). Ten years passed twelve passed and all the while Benny and Maggie got older and passed more of the work on to Layorah.
.One cool, summers day after work Benny collapsed. Filled with fear Layorah had dragged him into the truck back seat. Maggie hearing Layoras panic had come out and clambered into the back seat and held onto Benny for dear life
" Don't you leave me Benjamin Markus Andrews, Don't you leave me. I shall never forgive you if you leave me"
Layorah had gone careening down a highway towards the hospital.She sped past the intersection sure to go just under the 80km/h speed limit when she saw something out of the corner of her eye. Before she could even scream the semi slammed into the tail of the truck.
When layorah woke, there was a strange hollow ache in her chest, she turned her head and asked the doctor at the bed on the other side of the room.
"Where are my parents?"
The doctor just looked at her, she sat up. Pain! like a million tiny knives slicing her open! in her back, her sides, her legs, her head. she asked again,
"where are My PARENTS!?"
Still the doctor didn't answer. Angry now she was shouting at him...
"WHERE ARE THEY?? I WANT TO SEE THEM!!!"
Now people started moving. A nurse came over and asked her to calm down, that she was disturbing other patients.
"I WILL NOT! CALM DOWN! I WANT MY PARENTS NOW TELL ME WHERE THEY ARE!!! I NEED TO KNOW THAT THEY'RE OK!!!"
She needed to calm down, the nurse said. Thrashing about like this would only make her injuries worse. She didn't care!!! Couldn't they just tell her where her adoptive parents were??
Pain!! small sharp pain, but now it was gone and so was the other pain... Fading slowly...Ebbing away like a wave in a receding tide. Everything was fuzzy, coloures and movements slowly blurring into one another. The voices that were telling her to be calm were being drowned out by a voice, singing... It's of a brisk young lively lad Came out of Gloucestershire...
"Hmmm" she murmured "Maggie"
The tears stayed at bay,as much as she willed them to fall they did not, they would not or could not. Layorah stood by the two coffins. She would never forgive herself for what had happened. It had been her fault. They had given her everything they could, everything she had ever wanted or needed and in return... She had killed them.
She wanted someone to scream at her, blame her, tell her it was alright. That it wasn't really her fault. Hold her tight, beat her... anything. But they all kept a distance.She had always been an outsider in the family, no one had approved of the elderly couple adopting a 16year old.
As soon as the funeral was over Layorah ran to the stables skipping the wake.
Not like any one'll miss me, traitor that they think I am.She thought.
She went straight up to the stall that held a particularly dangerous unbroken-in stallion by the name of Araraug, she had no idea what the name meant it had just popped into her head on the day of the accident. The day that Benny had started breaking him, she had blurted out that it should be his name, and so he had become her horse.She saddled him up and mounted. Riding out into the arena she begun with some gentle figure eights, then things began to get hard as Araraug tried continually to throw her off, trying every trick in the book all in vain. Holding on for dear life, Go ahead. Throw me off! make life easier for me. Finally, he reared up beating at the air with his for-feet, there was a slow stretching sensation as the saddle leather strained to hold the weight. Araraug leaned further back hoping to drop the saddle to. Then, he tripped, the ground rushed up to meet them, and there was a horrible ripping sound as the girth finally gave out.
Lucky me! Layorah thought as the huge stallion came crashing down on her. There was the awfull sensation of tearing flesh and muscle as he roaled to get up. Cold iron came in contact with her head as the horse made a break for freedom. A strange feeling of loss settled on Layorah. The one being that she had left in the world had left her now. Did he think her a traitor to?...
AN) I got the name Araraug from another story though i do not remember which, I was looking for a name that meant devil one or something along those lines and apparently that is what Araraug means so yah. In this story Layorah don't know what it means so it is kinda used in a different context and i do acknowledge that the name did not come from my little head.
This is Meekah Greanleaf signing off i will update to the real story after the prologue as soon as i get one review luv yall
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