Chapter 3:
Disclaimer: I don't own LotR...I wish I did. I am not making any money off of this, don't sue me!!!
a/n: chapter three is up! Thank you all for reading, I love you guys! :') Enjoy this chapter, its a bit longer than chapter 2. have fun!
Laurefinwen awoke late the next morning to the sound of chirping birds. she had the whole night to think about Gaerelen and the more she thought about it, she got softer and softer until her anger just ebbed away is spite of herself. She decided that she had possibly been too hard on him. Laurefinwen wasn't without conscience, she felt bad for what she had done. She decided to seek him out and apologize. After eating lunch, Laurefinwen set out looking. She searched high and low, and after a while, she found him. The sight she found enraged and saddened her than she was before, or ever. She found him in a meadow, snogging with some girl Laurefinwen didn't even know.
a/n: okay, okay sorry! This is the last time I'm being British, I promise!!!
Laurefinwen gasped and narrowed her eyes. As soon as Gaerelen heard this, he jerked around wide eyed. Laurefinwen just stood there, looking him in the eyes with a look of hatred, deep hurting, mistrust, and betrayal on her face. She tried to keep them in, but hot tears of fury rolled down her cheeks. He looked sort-of worried, and slightly ashamed. When she could bear it no longer, Laurefinwen dashed off into the woods, weeping.
'I could never love him.' she thought as she ran. 'Never.'
'Oh no!' Gaerelen thought, 'This only makes it worse!' Gaerelen glanced at the girl hanging at his neck, trying to get him to indulge again. He didn't even know her name. 'It doesn't matter,' he thought, 'she's here now. she's still not Laurefinwen...my beautiful maiden. It still doesn't matter...my love is unrequited. She looked hurt just now...it was probably shock. I know about the chemistry between her and Feathalion...she only thinks of me as her childish friend.' Gaerelen thought bitterly. He closed his eyes and let the wave of emotions sweep over him. There was love, sorrow, anger, but definitely, the strongest of these feelings was jealousy. 'My love is unrequited, evermore.' With this last thought cruelly coursing through his head, Gaerelen shamefully accepted the fact that she would never be his. He took refuge in the girl he was with and turned all of his hate, pain, and misery into passion.
"That bastard!" Laurefinwen screamed aloud to no one. She grimaced, forcing tears to leak out of the corners of her eyes. 'Why did her do this!?' Laurefinwen thought, 'He completely went back on what he said, and I doubt that it was true. If it was, he just ruined his chance. I would have wanted to get to know him...I don't actually love him, but he is fun to be with, and I like him. It will never go farther, I will not allow it. He betrayed my trust, he lost his chance, there are no more.' suddenly a soft voice spoke behind Laurefinwen, wrenching her out of her thoughts.
"Laurefinwen?" Feathalion called, unsure. Laurefinwen slowly turned around to reveal her tearstained face and her look of pain.
"Are you all right?" he asked, clearly aware that something was wrong, or someone....
She just kept looking at him with that hurt look, every once in a while letting her lashes sweep down and let more tears free.
"Shh..." He said soothingly, walking over to where Laurefinwen was sitting and joining her. "Its all right, tell me about it." Feathalion said, trying to be comforting.
"I-was-looking-f-for-Gae-Gae-Gaerelen-and-i-found-and-he...!" With this her feeble attempt to explain failed as Laurefinwen collapsed onto Feathalion, sobbing. He was feeling very strange when this happened, all he could do was awkwardly pat her head/back while she clung to him, weeping into his chest.
'I am going to speak with Gaerelen...what did he do this time?' Feathalion thought. 'Whatever it is, he will pay.' Interrupting his thoughts, Laurefinwen abruptly sat up, still bleary-eyed, and said
"Thank you Fea," pausing for a moment.
'She-she called me "Fea!"' Feathalion thought giddily.
"Sometimes you just need a shoulder to cry on...or a chest." she said sheepishly, noticing the puddle that had formed when her cheek was against him.
Feathalion said nothing, but in return gave her a smile and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, hugging her to him. For a while they just rocked back and forth, Laurefinwen weeping for most of the time. After many minutes had passed, and most of her tears had flown away, a slightly-calmer Laurefinwen sat up and softly murmured
"I should be getting home, it's after dinner."
"Yeah okay, see you later...Laure." Feathalion said, releasing her. He decided to call her 'Laure' to see what she would say. Apparently she didn't care, she just smiled and vanished (as is the manner of elves).
Feathalion sat for a moment. He reached into the water of the pond, and picked a lily.
'Beautiful...' he thought. 'soft and lovely. Like Laure, always appealing on the outside...bit also on the inside.' he thought, bringing the blossom to his nose and inhaling the sweet scent. 'Strong roots, yet the petals, so fragile, if one is disturbed, the whole flower is in disarray.' with this final thought, Feathalion set the flower on the surface of the water and blew it gently to join the others in the middle of it.
Standing up and dusting off, he slowly began tracking the forest path.
a/n: What did you think??? Email me at Camille412@aol.com or leave it in a review...or both.
Disclaimer: I don't own LotR...I wish I did. I am not making any money off of this, don't sue me!!!
a/n: chapter three is up! Thank you all for reading, I love you guys! :') Enjoy this chapter, its a bit longer than chapter 2. have fun!
Laurefinwen awoke late the next morning to the sound of chirping birds. she had the whole night to think about Gaerelen and the more she thought about it, she got softer and softer until her anger just ebbed away is spite of herself. She decided that she had possibly been too hard on him. Laurefinwen wasn't without conscience, she felt bad for what she had done. She decided to seek him out and apologize. After eating lunch, Laurefinwen set out looking. She searched high and low, and after a while, she found him. The sight she found enraged and saddened her than she was before, or ever. She found him in a meadow, snogging with some girl Laurefinwen didn't even know.
a/n: okay, okay sorry! This is the last time I'm being British, I promise!!!
Laurefinwen gasped and narrowed her eyes. As soon as Gaerelen heard this, he jerked around wide eyed. Laurefinwen just stood there, looking him in the eyes with a look of hatred, deep hurting, mistrust, and betrayal on her face. She tried to keep them in, but hot tears of fury rolled down her cheeks. He looked sort-of worried, and slightly ashamed. When she could bear it no longer, Laurefinwen dashed off into the woods, weeping.
'I could never love him.' she thought as she ran. 'Never.'
'Oh no!' Gaerelen thought, 'This only makes it worse!' Gaerelen glanced at the girl hanging at his neck, trying to get him to indulge again. He didn't even know her name. 'It doesn't matter,' he thought, 'she's here now. she's still not Laurefinwen...my beautiful maiden. It still doesn't matter...my love is unrequited. She looked hurt just now...it was probably shock. I know about the chemistry between her and Feathalion...she only thinks of me as her childish friend.' Gaerelen thought bitterly. He closed his eyes and let the wave of emotions sweep over him. There was love, sorrow, anger, but definitely, the strongest of these feelings was jealousy. 'My love is unrequited, evermore.' With this last thought cruelly coursing through his head, Gaerelen shamefully accepted the fact that she would never be his. He took refuge in the girl he was with and turned all of his hate, pain, and misery into passion.
"That bastard!" Laurefinwen screamed aloud to no one. She grimaced, forcing tears to leak out of the corners of her eyes. 'Why did her do this!?' Laurefinwen thought, 'He completely went back on what he said, and I doubt that it was true. If it was, he just ruined his chance. I would have wanted to get to know him...I don't actually love him, but he is fun to be with, and I like him. It will never go farther, I will not allow it. He betrayed my trust, he lost his chance, there are no more.' suddenly a soft voice spoke behind Laurefinwen, wrenching her out of her thoughts.
"Laurefinwen?" Feathalion called, unsure. Laurefinwen slowly turned around to reveal her tearstained face and her look of pain.
"Are you all right?" he asked, clearly aware that something was wrong, or someone....
She just kept looking at him with that hurt look, every once in a while letting her lashes sweep down and let more tears free.
"Shh..." He said soothingly, walking over to where Laurefinwen was sitting and joining her. "Its all right, tell me about it." Feathalion said, trying to be comforting.
"I-was-looking-f-for-Gae-Gae-Gaerelen-and-i-found-and-he...!" With this her feeble attempt to explain failed as Laurefinwen collapsed onto Feathalion, sobbing. He was feeling very strange when this happened, all he could do was awkwardly pat her head/back while she clung to him, weeping into his chest.
'I am going to speak with Gaerelen...what did he do this time?' Feathalion thought. 'Whatever it is, he will pay.' Interrupting his thoughts, Laurefinwen abruptly sat up, still bleary-eyed, and said
"Thank you Fea," pausing for a moment.
'She-she called me "Fea!"' Feathalion thought giddily.
"Sometimes you just need a shoulder to cry on...or a chest." she said sheepishly, noticing the puddle that had formed when her cheek was against him.
Feathalion said nothing, but in return gave her a smile and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, hugging her to him. For a while they just rocked back and forth, Laurefinwen weeping for most of the time. After many minutes had passed, and most of her tears had flown away, a slightly-calmer Laurefinwen sat up and softly murmured
"I should be getting home, it's after dinner."
"Yeah okay, see you later...Laure." Feathalion said, releasing her. He decided to call her 'Laure' to see what she would say. Apparently she didn't care, she just smiled and vanished (as is the manner of elves).
Feathalion sat for a moment. He reached into the water of the pond, and picked a lily.
'Beautiful...' he thought. 'soft and lovely. Like Laure, always appealing on the outside...bit also on the inside.' he thought, bringing the blossom to his nose and inhaling the sweet scent. 'Strong roots, yet the petals, so fragile, if one is disturbed, the whole flower is in disarray.' with this final thought, Feathalion set the flower on the surface of the water and blew it gently to join the others in the middle of it.
Standing up and dusting off, he slowly began tracking the forest path.
a/n: What did you think??? Email me at Camille412@aol.com or leave it in a review...or both.