Authors Note: There could be a few grammar mistakes because I'm German and not perfect in English. I hope
you enjoy!!!

Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, they all belong to Tolkien.


You don't care about me!

~Legolas~

"Why shouldn't I see him?" I asked furiously.
"Because he's a dwarf!"
"Great! That's a good reason!" I said sarcasticly.
"Yes, it is." My father was very angry now. "And now stop talking about him. I don't want to hear it. I don't care!"
"I know." I replied coldly. "You don't want to hear anything I'm saying.
He glared at me. "What do you mean."
"The only thing you truly care about is your whine. I was never important to you, never since mother died."
That was true. I remembered him when my mother was still alive. He'd been so warm and gentle then. But when
she got killed he had changed. Now he was drunk every day and even hit me when he was very angry.
"How dare you, Legolas? You know that isn't true."
"Isn't it? You don't want me to meet my friends. You don't talk to me like any other father to his son. I think you
don't want me around. Maybe I should leave Mirkwood!"
With that I left my father alone with his only true companion: The whine.

To be continued
(if you want me to)