LOVE DOES NOT EXIST
Summary: A girl-Zara-escapes from her abusive family and finds a life in Rivendell
A/N: Always R&R =D Have fun!
Rivendell
"Do not move unless you want an arrow embedded in your skull" I heard a voice say forcefully from behind me. I froze, as did father.
"Now let the girl get off and come with us" The horse must have seen something that it did not look because it reared up. I was not holding onto anything-like father- so as the horse reared up I fell back onto the ground and the last thing I felt was the horse stand on my leg, bringing unbearable pain.
When I awoke I was lying on a soft, silky bed. I looked around to see the elf that had caught my eye, sitting next to my bed. He smiled softly,
"So you have awoken my lady? You had a pretty bad fall from that horse. I am glad my father could heal you"
"May I ask who your father is?"
"Lord Elrond. Surely you have heard of him" I searched my head and then vaguely remember mother saying about how Lord Elrond thinks he is better than everyone else because he is royalty. I nodded slowly,
"I have heard of your father"
"My name is Elrohir" I smiled at Elrohir,
"I am Zara, pleased to meet you" I sat up in the bed. I looked over at him and asked timidly,
"Where is my father?"
"He has gone back to your home. He said some unruly words to you and then rode off. Does he always talk to you like that?" I lowered my eyes and nodded slowly,
"He hates me"
"Surely he loves you, he is your father"
"He is not my father! He does not love me either! You do not know a thing about me or my family so you can't say that!" I yelled at him, my cheeks flushing a violent shade of red. Obviously Elrohir was not expecting this,
"I am so sorry, my lady. I think I shall be leaving now" I looked at him as he stood up and suddenly I felt guilty,
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to yell…I'm just scared and angry. Please forgive me" Elrohir smiled faintly,
"Already forgiven, my lady. Would you like me to stay?" Slowly I shook my head,
"I am sorry, but I do not wish for company right at this hour. I will just yell at you again and that is the last thing I need to worry about now. Maybe I will see you tomorrow?" Elrohir smiled and bowed, politely, before sweeping out of my big warm room. I hugged the silky sheets closer to my body, feeling held-back sobs wrack my body. I had ever only cried twice in my life and that was when I was young. Both times father had beaten the tears away. I sighed and let the salty tears fall. I had forgotten what it felt like to feel the tears trickle down my face and fall onto the soft cover. I cried loudly and my whole body shook. The door opened and somebody who looked a little bit like Elrohir quickly came in and comforted me. I sobbed into his chest, feeling foolish and grateful that someone would want to comfort me. He stayed silent as I cried and for that I was grateful
Summary: A girl-Zara-escapes from her abusive family and finds a life in Rivendell
A/N: Always R&R =D Have fun!
Rivendell
"Do not move unless you want an arrow embedded in your skull" I heard a voice say forcefully from behind me. I froze, as did father.
"Now let the girl get off and come with us" The horse must have seen something that it did not look because it reared up. I was not holding onto anything-like father- so as the horse reared up I fell back onto the ground and the last thing I felt was the horse stand on my leg, bringing unbearable pain.
When I awoke I was lying on a soft, silky bed. I looked around to see the elf that had caught my eye, sitting next to my bed. He smiled softly,
"So you have awoken my lady? You had a pretty bad fall from that horse. I am glad my father could heal you"
"May I ask who your father is?"
"Lord Elrond. Surely you have heard of him" I searched my head and then vaguely remember mother saying about how Lord Elrond thinks he is better than everyone else because he is royalty. I nodded slowly,
"I have heard of your father"
"My name is Elrohir" I smiled at Elrohir,
"I am Zara, pleased to meet you" I sat up in the bed. I looked over at him and asked timidly,
"Where is my father?"
"He has gone back to your home. He said some unruly words to you and then rode off. Does he always talk to you like that?" I lowered my eyes and nodded slowly,
"He hates me"
"Surely he loves you, he is your father"
"He is not my father! He does not love me either! You do not know a thing about me or my family so you can't say that!" I yelled at him, my cheeks flushing a violent shade of red. Obviously Elrohir was not expecting this,
"I am so sorry, my lady. I think I shall be leaving now" I looked at him as he stood up and suddenly I felt guilty,
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to yell…I'm just scared and angry. Please forgive me" Elrohir smiled faintly,
"Already forgiven, my lady. Would you like me to stay?" Slowly I shook my head,
"I am sorry, but I do not wish for company right at this hour. I will just yell at you again and that is the last thing I need to worry about now. Maybe I will see you tomorrow?" Elrohir smiled and bowed, politely, before sweeping out of my big warm room. I hugged the silky sheets closer to my body, feeling held-back sobs wrack my body. I had ever only cried twice in my life and that was when I was young. Both times father had beaten the tears away. I sighed and let the salty tears fall. I had forgotten what it felt like to feel the tears trickle down my face and fall onto the soft cover. I cried loudly and my whole body shook. The door opened and somebody who looked a little bit like Elrohir quickly came in and comforted me. I sobbed into his chest, feeling foolish and grateful that someone would want to comfort me. He stayed silent as I cried and for that I was grateful