Life after High School. Is it scary? You bet.
By Risty Maskell and Silver15
Disclaimer: Nope, not ours
Summary: No idea
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I didn't really take much notice during the wedding. It sounds terrible, I know, but I just had too much on my mind. That morning I had woken up early and thrown up and I was feeling really ill. I also knew that I had to talk to Boromir, but I kept putting it off. I spent the whole day attempting to avoid him and I was sure that people were beginning to notice. Luckily Damon stayed out of the way, so that was one worry off my mind.
It's really hard to put on a brave face when you are feeling so bad, but I tried as hard as I could. Jamie looked really happy and I wasn't going to be the one to spoil things for her. This was her day, hers and Frodo's and they both deserved it.
The celebrations went on until long into the night. Finally, after everyone had either fallen asleep or passed out on the ground, Boromir included, I slipped upstairs to our bedroom. I still couldn't face sleeping in the bed Boromir and I had shared so I wrapped the covers around me and settled down on the floor. I didn't think Boromir would come up that night, but if he did he would just have to freeze to death.
In the next room, I could hear Jamie giggling. I knew then that I really had lost my best friend. Things could never really be the same now that she was married. Burying my face in Laddie's soft fur I sobbed, secure in the knowledge that no one could hear me. As I cried I felt another soft nose pressing against my shoulder. Sol-leks had heard me crying and had come to comfort me. I felt a bit better knowing that they were both there. With the two of them curled up against me, I fell into a restless sleep.
I was the only one awake to see Jaime and Frodo off on their honeymoon. Although I tried hard to put on a brave face it was very hard for both me and Jaime. As soon as they had left, I ran up to the bathroom, threw up violently and collapsed on the floor in a pool of tears. My life was falling apart and I had just lost the one female friend who I could really talk to.
When I went downstairs, about ten minutes later, most of the other people were beginning to leave, most of them complaining about their aching heads. Boromir was still passed out on the sofa, but Billee, Legolas, Elrond, Colan and Damon were all seated around the table. Billee was giving Colan his breakfast, but none of the others were eating anything. I wasn't surprised since I knew that they had all been drinking heavily the night before. It seemed like I was the only one who had been spared, I don't like alcohol much so I had only had a couple of drinks.
"So what time are we leaving?" Billee asked quietly, searching through Jamie's cupboard for some pain-killers.
"I'm not sure" Elrond muttered, taking a sip of his extra strong coffee. "Early afternoon, I suppose. Once we are all up and recovered. Did Jamie give you her keys, Billee?"
"She did" Billee told him, holding up Jaime's house keys. She had told him to make sure that everything was locked up before we went and then give the keys to Sam. "What are you doing, Damon?"
"I'm going in a minute" Damon said softly. "I thought I'd go back to Silverwood for a while. People know me there and I could try to get a job or something. Besides, it'll be nice to see our old village again"
Silverwood was the place where we used to live. Billee, Colan and Marcus, me and Damon and his brother. I moved away two years ago, but I still remember it. I loved that place.
"Emma, are you alright?" Billee said softly. "You are really quiet this morning"
"I'm just a bit tired" I told him. "Last night was a late night"
"Was it?" Legolas asked with a groan. "I can't remember it"
Elrond, Legolas and Billee took their pain-killers and we all sat in silence for a while. Finally Damon stood up.
"Well, I think I'll be going" Damon said after a few minutes. "See you later, guys. Billee, I'll see you around. Lets not lose touch again"
"No, let's not" Billee agreed. "It's been good to see you again, Damo. I'll talk to you soon, okay?"
"Okay" Damon agreed. "Emma, do you want to come and help me with my stuff?"
"Yeah, alright" I got up from the table and followed him to the stables.
"Could you saddle Blackie for me while I go and get my bag?" he asked. I nodded and he left. He came back two minutes later, his bag on his back and took Blackie's reins from me. We stood facing each other for a moment, before he opened his arms and I flung myself into them.
"I'll miss you" I whispered against his shoulder. He gently stroked my hair.
"I know" he told me. "And I want you to know that I...I don't regret what happened the other night. If you ever need me, as a friend, as a lover, whatever, I will always be here for you. Do what your heart tells you Emma"
"Thank you Damon"
"It's no problem" Slowly he kissed me, first on the forehead, then gently on the mouth. "I love you darling. Take care of yourself"
"I will" I watched as he jumped on Blackie and rode away. "Goodbye Damon"
I watched until he was out of sight before going back inside. Of course, the first person I bumped into was Boromir.
"Emma what's going on?" he asked gently. "You haven't been yourself for the last few days. You've been avoiding me"
"No I haven't"
"Yes you have. What's going on, Emma?"
Slowly I looked at him, knowing that I had to tell him. Slowly I slipped my engagement ring off my finger and put it on the table.
"I'm so sorry" I said softly. "Boromir, I can't...I can't marry you"
I turned and ran off, not being able to bear the look of pain on his face.
