E/N: Hi everybody! I can now proudly present my next chapter, Posted within a year from the last one! Ooh, ooh, wait a minute! Guess what?
Readers: what?
I just found out that this is my 20th chapter! I never guessed I'd keep this up for 20 freaking chapters! And that people still actually read this... Geesh... anyway, thanks for taking the time to read this crap, and the time to review, and a few of you, even the time to talk to me over MSN! Ah yes, I've created so many corrupted souls by now... MWUHAHAHAHA :o) anyways, thanx!
Hmhmhm... that wasn't evil, was it? Drat! How come my evil plans always backfire on me? *Mumble*mumble*mumble* well, evil will be victorious! Just wait until my evil minions, also know as sheep, appear around you! But then again... maybe you will be spared a little coz you actually read my fic... Neeh. Oh, and Hollywood actors, watch out! I have made a deal with a few of my friends that I'll kick the first Hollywood actor I meet. Or I'll just kick all of'em... Hehehe... never mind me, I'm insane. But then again, that's essential if you write fan-fiction, don't you think? In a way, we're all insane really. You know what I think? (Yes, I do think. Once in a while...) I think this is my longest "E/N:" ever! It's almost a whole story at itself. I'd love to stay and tell you more about my life and friends and stuff, but right now I don't think you'd like that, would you? I mean, after all this bullsh#t you'd probably want to get to the fic already. So maybe, I'll spare you and write the fic now. And maybe I won't. All smart readers go down to the fic now and just read the thing and read the whole story I chalked down here later, but hey, since you're still reading this... Hehehe... okay, I'm seriously running out of useless and meaningless things to say now... I guess it's buh-bye for now! C ya in the next chapter! No, wait, I'll see you guys at the end of this chapter, where I'll continue this insane babbling. Or not. W/e. go and read the fic already. (Yes, I am hyper active) (Ooh, ooh, you'll never guess what I saw today!! Well, I'm not gonna tell you either. Yet. You'll have to wait 'till the end of the chapter.)
Disclaimer: Do I look rich yet? Wait, you can't see me, can you? Thank Eru for that :o) Anyway, nope, I still don't own any characters, and no actors, and no kewl items, and no good plans to get any of them. Dammit, life just isn't fair...
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Chapter 20 (told ya it was chapter 20 :oP) : The final and not restorable, never to be restored, and not to be confused with the last two, parting.
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The 22nd of Halimath, 1384 (S.R.)
Hi again
I woke up early, and somehow found myself next to my bed. Looking up at the ceiling, and feeling the hard floor beneath me, I wondered how I ended up here. Did I roll out of bed? Did I fall out of bed? Did somebody throw me out of bed? Was it a combination of all the above? I had no clue whatsoever. I looked around from my position on the ground. The air was damp, and it was warm. It felt like to many people had been in this room for a to long period of time. Still half asleep, I crawled back into my bed. Rolling over to face the wall, something, or actually, somebody, scared the shit out of me. There was somebody in my bed! I rolled back as quick as I could, falling out of the bed again.
'Endy, what are you doing?' I looked onto the bed. Legolas. Yeah, that figured.
'Nothing, noting at all.'
'You just fall out of bed for no reason?'
'No. I was uhm... waking up.'
'Waking up?'
'Yeah. It's part of uhm... my morning ritual.'
'Sure. Well, I don't know about your morning ritual, but part of mine is taking a shower.' He stepped over me and walked to the bathroom. About 5 minutes later, the door was locked and steam was starting to come out from under the door, I heard the main shower go on. I climbed back into my bed and looked at the clock. 6:30 WHAT? 6:30?? Oh man, you've got to be kidding me! I'm up waaaaay to early! How am I going to spend the next 11/2-hour before breakfast? Geesh, this sucks. I continued staring at the ceiling. It's strange what kind of things you can see in the ceiling pattern. A shark... a dragon... fire... lots of fire... evil ring... orc... Sauron... Okay, where did that come from? I rolled over again. Everybody was still asleep. Éowyn was breathing slowly, Arwen was asleep, I think, and Estel was probably not asleep, for he was running his hands through her hair. Wait a minute, what was Estel doing here? He wasn't in the same room as Leg and Éomer and Sam... sneaky guy! Tricked his soon-to-be father-in-law into letting him sleep with his soon-to-be wife! Guys... Sam and Rosie were sound asleep, his arms wrapped around her, Elanor was still asleep too, and yes, even Éomer and goody-goody Elvea were still asleep. 6:45. You know, I'm actually pretty tired, but I can't sleep... The shower went off. 2 or 3 minutes later, Legolas stepped out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around his waist, and he walked to the closet. He opened the doors and looked in. He seemed to be looking for something, but obviously couldn't find it.
'Damn Merry and Pippin, never clean up their mess...' He mumbled. 'Now where are my clothes...?' I snickered. His closes? He was in for a big surprise if he was looking for his clothes.
'Leg?' he looked at me, eyes clogged up. It seemed he was still asleep or something. He turned back to the closet and continued searching for his clothes. I walked over to him. 'Leg, you won't find your clothes there.'
'That's coz you guys never clean up your mess.'
'No, that's because you're looking in Elvea's closet, which is stacked with dresses.' He looked at me, blank expression on his face, and then his eyes cleared.
'Really?' he asked.
'Look for yourself.' He turned around, and looked at the item he was holding. Some green dress or something.
'Ah!' He dropped the dress and jumped backwards. 'Don't tell me I was about to put on that dress...' I nodded my head.
'You're lucky I could save you before you put it on.'
'Indeed.' He put the dress back in the closet and closed it. 'Now what am I supposed to wear?' He asked me.
'Uhm... no idea really.' He only had the clothes he had worn yesterday, and I guess he wanted to put on some clean clothes. 'I guess you could borrow some of mine, if you want. Or maybe some of the other guys could lend you some.'
'I guess I could try that.' I took a quick shower, got dressed, and we went to look for some clothes for Legolas. Of course, he had put on yesterday's clothes for the moment, he wasn't going to walk around the dormitories dressed in only a towel, even though I wouldn't mind. We walked to the other room and carefully opened the door. Two eyes looked at us, reflecting the light from the hallway. 'Anybody awake?'
'Yeah...' Boromir said, clearly not fully awake yet.
'Bor?'
'Yeah...'
'Hey man, can I borrow some of you clothes? Mine got uhm... sticky... with the glue bomb and all.'
'Sure... come on in...' We stepped in. it was dark, but my eyes adjusted to the weak light quickly. Elven eyes can see under any condition. 'Who else is there?'
'Endy.'
'Endomiel.' I corrected him.
'Whatever.' Legolas said. Boromir got out of bed and walked to his closet. Luckily, Boromir was a tall guy, and Legolas hadn't grown 'till his full length yet, so he'd still fit into Boromir's clothes. Boromir opened his closet.
'Jeans and a shirt okay?'
'Sure.' Boromir threw a pair of jeans at Legolas and a dark blue shirt. Legolas started to take of his shirt, and I sat down on Boromir's bed. Legolas turned to me.
'Do you mind?' He said.
'No, I don't mind.' I said while I kept looking at Legolas. He glared at me and pointed at the door. 'Oh...' Boromir snickered. I walked to the door and left the room. I sat against the outside of the door. Waiting... waiting... then suddenly, the door opened. Someone stepped out, stumbled over me as I rolled over, moved his feet, and then was on top of me. One foot in my stomach, and one in my neck. Thank Eru it was Legolas, or I'd surely have broken something.
'Oops... sorry...' he said as he stepped off me. I grumbled. 'Well, you shouldn't have sat against the door then. Kind of stupid you know.'
'It wasn't stupid, you should have watched your feet.'
'Oh come on! You expect me to see through a wooden door?'
'Yes.' He sighed.
'You know what, you're right, it's my fault. Now drop it already.'
'Well it is your fault.' I said. He sighed again. 'What?'
'Nothing. I'm not arguing with you when you're acting like this.'
'Acting like what? You're the one that didn't see me, not the other way around.'
'Acting like that.'
'You're the one acting funny.' This day was starting good. If only I could get him really pissed today, we could break up. Finally, my plan would succeed. He would go back to Mirkwood, marry what's-her-face, live in a big palace, and feel miserable but rich and powerful, just like it was supposed to be.
'Never mind.' He walked to the mess, got food and sat down at our table. I walked after him, very slowly, and got my food too. He had been sitting there for a few minutes when I arrived at the table and sat next to him. He had vla again, while I settled for a bowl of cereal. Maybe I could throw vla and cereal together... when I was done eating, I snuggled up against Leg, trying to enjoy the last few short moments we had together. 'Now what do you want?'
'Nothing. Can't I just sit next to you without a reason?'
'Next to me, sure, but you're practically on my lap.'
'Your point?' slowly, others started to walk into the mess and get their food. By now, it was 7:15, and we had only half an hour left until the mess would be full. I think I fell asleep or something, coz the next thing I remember is somebody tapping on the microphone.
'May I have your attention for a moment?' somebody said. Hmhmhm.... That voice sounded kind of familiar... I crawled back up against Legolas, coz during my sleep-like stage I had slid down a bit, you get the point. Anyway, as I tried to continue my sleep, the voice continued talking. 'Thank you. I have an important announcement to make.' Another short pause. Now where did I know that voice from...? 'I want to tell everybody that from now on the prettiest girl in school is taken. By me.' I didn't know I was dating Éomer... ah yes! It was Éomer's voice, of course! 'And uhm... she's standing right next to me. Elvea, I love you.' Yep, most defiantly Éomer's voice. I opened my eyes a bit and looked at the stage. Éomer was kissing Elvea. I closed my eyes quickly.
'You're alive after all.' Legolas softly said.
'Hmhm...' I moaned.
'What's wrong?'
'Tired...'
'How come?'
'Take a guess.'
'I have no idea.'
'You kicked me out of bed.'
'No I didn't.'
'Then how did I end up on the floor?'
'I had my arm around your waist, and then you said "get off me twerp, private property" and you rolled over, and fell out of bed.'
'And you didn't try to get me back into the bed?' he showed me some bruises on his arms. 'How did you get those?'
'Something with trying to get the private property back into the bed.' Some people laughed. I opened my eyes. Ah yes, just my luck, everybody had been listening to us, and were laughing. Then Éomer and Elvea joined the table. Everybody congratulated them with their getting-back-together, I guess I mumbled something too. Boromir sent Éomer some very nasty looks. I guess he didn't like that they got back together. I glared at Elvea. Always had to get her way over the backs of others. Some elves... There was one question on my mind tho. What had happened last night?
'So... Éomer. What in Eru's name happened last night that got you two back together? I mean, we heard, well let's call it "sounds" from your part of the room, Éowyn was annoyed, Glorfindel was even more annoyed... what on earth happened in that bed last night?' I grinned. Lets see how they answer this one. Both of their faces flushed.
'Well... to be honest... not much actually.' Éomer said. Sure Éomer.
'Yeah right.' Éowyn said. The rest of the conversation I didn't really hear, for I was trying to fall back asleep, whish is very hard, because sleeping just isn't that easy when the people around you are moving and talking. Suddenly, I could feel Legolas was taking, and I tuned back into the conversation.
'Well, I sure hope that's true Éomer.' He said. 'Because Elvea is a princess of the highest possible stance, and her most valuable possession is her honor. She's not supposed to...'
'Did you really think I didn't know that?' Éomer spat. 'Frankly, I don't care about it. I love her, I want to be with her, and I don't care if I have to wait.'
'So you never have any sexual thoughts about her, never have any fantasies involving her?' I don't want to know... what's Legolas doing anyway? It's not his business. Just let it be, let me sleep, make these last few moments enjoyable for me, please.
'No! And I don't mind that she can't, you know...'
'That wasn't my question'
'Look, Legolas. Maybe this is a bit hard for a guy like you to understand, but a guy and a girl can have a relationship without sex' okay, that was a very not-so-silent hint. I sat up. What is he suggesting? That I'm that easy?
'Are you suggesting something?'
'No, I'm just insulted that you seem to think sex is the only reason why I'm interested in Elvy!'
'But it is one of the reasons. That's what you just said...'
'YES!!! NO!!! WHY ARE YOU SO EAGER ON THIS SUBJECT ANYWAY?!' Yeah Leg, why does Elvea's sex-life, or more, her lack of, interest you so much?
'I care about Elvea. To me it's as if she's my little sister, and I know, better than anyone else here, what kind of life she lives and what is expected of her. She was there when I really needed a friend...'
'And maybe not only as a friend...' I mumbled. I didn't know I was that jealous of the thing those two had together. But that's because 'm not jealous. I mean, she could never compete with me! I'm the goddess of evil! I could have her dieing with a simple snap of my fingers!
'And she's been very helpful.' Legolas continued. Okay, okay, enough "Elvea is great, all hail the goodness" already. I closed my eyes again. When I opened them, Elvea was just doing her drama-queen exit scene, and stormed out of the mess. She'd make a fine B-movie actress. Éomer stalked after her.
'Some temper.' I said.
'Look who's talking!' Legolas said.
'Hmpf.' I groaned. 'How funny you are today. Please shut up.'
'How happy you are today. Please wake up.' I sighed.
'You can be a real pest sometimes, you know that?' I said.
'I know, but then again, so can you.' Please, let class start soon... the sooner it starts, the sooner this awful day is over. The bell rang, and we made our way to archery. After changing, I got out my bow, and started shooting at a target appointed to me by Glorfin-geek. About 10 minutes later, the geek himself talked to me.
'Are you feeling okay Endomiel?'
'Hm? Oh, yes, of course, why?'
'Because you haven't hit the target in the bulls eye yet, and you usually don't miss one single time.' I looked at the target. The geek was right. No direct hits at all. I looked at the other targets. All the other elves had hit the bull's eye several times.
'Oh... That...'
'What is it?'
'Nothing, I'm just a tid-bit off today.'
'Get your act together.' He said as he walked on, inspecting al the other student's shooting. Somewhere near the end of the class, Elvea and Éomer entered the gym. I don't want to know where they've been. Archery passed quickly, and so did our other classes for the morning. I spent the break on my room, trying to sleep. I was just drifting away, when Legolas walked in on me.
'I knew I'd find you here.' He said. I rolled over to face the wall. He sat next to me on the bed and ran his hand through my hair. 'What's wrong?' he asked.
'Why does everybody think there's something wrong with me?' I sighed.
'Because yesterday, you were a cheerful girl, and today you're sleepy, agitated, just not you.'
'I'm having a bad day.'
'So I see.'
'Please Leg, leave me alone. You will only make things worse.'
'So there is something wrong.' I didn't answer. 'Maybe I can help.'
'You can't.'
'How do you know?'
'Cuz hmnmnhmnmn.'
'What?'
'You're part of the problem.'
'What have I done wrong?'
'Or right...'
'I've done something right?'
'Leg, I can't explain it okay.'
'Okay.' He was silent for a while. 'Tell me when you feel like it, okay?'
'Hm.' The bell rang. Time for our next class. I guess this would be a classic situation of "saved by the bell", because I don't want to know how I'd explain this whole situation to him...
First up, math. I like math. It's logical. When you get the rules, you can solve any problem! With life, it's a different story... I know all the rules, try breaking them in the nicest possible way, *ahum*, and still I don't get how to play this game. And I've got my life to prove it. We all know that my life is currently at its most screwed-up state ever. Math was a boring lesson, just like it always is, and next up was Quenya. I like Quenya. Not as much as math, but I like it a bit too. Ooh joy.... Pop-quiz... I hate them. I hate quizzes in general. I hate grading. This could be blamed by the fact that I don't take the time to fill in all the answers and don't get too high grades in general. But then again, we could also blame the teachers. Let's do that. Let's blame the teachers. It's their own fault, they chose to be teachers themselves! After the class, everybody compared notes while sitting on the lawn.
'So, what did you get for the test?' Éomer asked Elvea.
'And A+.' That figured. Miss I'm-so-great-I-only-get-A's-and-everybody-loves-me Elvea.
'I had a... YOU HAD AN A+?" Éomer said.
'It's my native language, remember.'
'You know, intelligence really turns me on...' Éomer noted, a grin on his face.
'Then you must have a real problem masturbating.' I said. It was out before I knew it. Some of the guys spat out their drinks, I guess it went down the wrong tube. I grinned.
'No, no, Endomiel, you have it all wrong!' Legolas said in a patronizing tone. 'As great as we are, a guy doesn't think of himself when doing such thing.'
'Shut up Legolas, you're ruining my funny moment.' I said.
'That's what girlfriends are for.' He continued. 'Turn-on's, I mean.' *blink*blink* I don't want to know...
'But I don't have to worry about you doing that, right?'
'Seven steps of fantasy, girl.' The what? Seven steps of fantasy?
'What the Mordor does that mean?'
'Every guy has fantasies, right?' No replies. 'Right?!?' They nodded. 'Well, they come in steps. Usually, the firs step is befriending her, the second is kissing her, then the third step would be...'
'Okay, okay, I get the point.' Wait a minute... 'YOURS COUNTS SEVEN STEPS?!?'
'I uhm... I take small steps?' I didn't want to say any more. I think that's enough information for one day. After the break we had geology (BORING) and Art. During art class, we had to draw a flower, using only a pencil, and make it look very real and stuff. Mine was dark, spiky, tall and, well, eeevil :o)
The next break arrived. We got our food and sat on the lawn to eat it. I looked up at the sky. Dark clouds were packing above Imladris. Only above Imladris. Something was about to happen, I could feel it in the air. Tension was everywhere. I could smell the rain, waiting to come down. When everybody had finished their lunches, we were going to take a walk with a few of the others. Arwen still had to get something from her room, so we walked past there first. She entered the room. She stayed in there for a little while. What happened in there, we will never know. But afterwards, Arwen wasn't quite the same any longer. She was muttering something about wanting a break up just like that, and if she'd have break up's like that, she's break up daily. I decided this was another thing I'd better not know the details of.
We walked off into the forest. The trees were lured up to the sky, begging for the rain to come soon. It hadn't rained in along time. Not since I'd arrived here, in Imladris. Poor trees. Suddenly, Legolas jumped up into a tree.
'What are you doing, Legolas?' I asked.
'Sitting.' He said. I climbed up too.
'Mover over a bit, will ya.' I said as I gave him a nudge and sat on the branch, next to him.
'Quit pushing! You'll throw me off.' He said.
'Maybe that's what I'm up to.' I said.
'I'm sure.' He wrapped his arm around my waist. 'This way, we'll both go if you nudge me again.' I nudged him. 'Whoa!' He almost fell, but pulled himself back up by my arm.
'I guess your balance isn't as good as you hoped.' I said. He clung to my arm.
'Don't do that again. I hate falling from trees.'
'We all do.' I said. I remember the last time I fell from a tree. I rubbed my arm. Broken in three places... Suddenly, Legolas kissed me. I guess that, as I leaned backwards, I made a suspicious noise, for the guys down on the ground started to sing a song.
'Legolas and Endy, sitting in a tree...' they sang. 'F-U-C-K-I...' Wait a minute... that aren't the lyrics!
'THAT AREN'T THE LYRICS!' I yelled.
'We adjusted them a bit, so they'll fit the occasion better!' Estel yelled upwards. Hahaha. Very funny. I jumped down from the tree.
'Very funny Estel.' I said. Legolas climbed down behind me.
'I thought it was kind of funny.' Legolas said. I glared at him. 'I mean, what a stupid song! Who'd come up with stupid lyrics like that?'
'Didn't he come up with the lyrics last time Elvea and Éomer were in the woods together?' Faramir whispered to Estel. I glared at them. 'Hehehe...' Faramir smiled and scratched the back of his head. Luckily for Faramir, it was time to go back already. We had one more class. Physics. A new teacher walked in. I'd seen her around, but I didn't know her by name.
'Hello class, I'm Eledhwen Tarelda, but I believe it is a custom here to use only the first name. I'll try to remember all your names the best I can, and I hope this will be a pleasant year.' This first lesson was merely introduction and stuff, very boring you can guess. Oh well. After class, we walked to the mess again. I felt like having a snack.
'How long were you planning to eat?' Legolas asked. I looked at my tray, laden with food.
'Ten minutes?'
'You're gonna eat all that in ten minutes?!?' I looked at the tray again. It wasn't that much food, was it?
'Yeah.' 9 and a half minute later, I threw the silverware on the tray.
'That was fast...' Legolas said.
'Hmn.' When I was done with my feeding-frenzy we walked to my room. I ravaged through my pile-o-junk, pretending to look for something. Right about now was the time I had to break up with him. Now how was I going to bring him the bad news without breaking his heart and killing him? I sighed.
'What's wrong Endy?' He asked.
'Nothing.' I mumbled.
'Oh, *that* again.'
'Yeah...'
'You could just tell me.'
'I'm being forced to.'
'By who?' Eru. But I'd better not tell him that.
'Reason.' I said.
'Well, if you've got to tell me, you might as well tell me now.'
'I guess...'
'So, spill the beans.'
'Legolas, I have to break up with you.' I guess this is the least cruel way to say it. No answer. 'This may come as a surprise to you, but I've been thinking about it a long while.'
'But... why?'
'This isn't working out Leg.'
'Why not?' I sighed again.
'Because I uhm... it's just that... I'm not coping, Legolas.'
'How do you mean you're not coping? How could you just dump me like this?'
'It's quite easy really...' oops... I guess that's a bit harsh...
'QUITE EASY? HOW DO YOU MEAN EASY? Is it because you don't love me?' God, not that again! What is it with his love-issue? Can't he just drop it?
'That I'm breaking up with you, doesn't mean I don't love you.'
'So you do love me?'
'NO.'
'Then why break up?'
'It's for the best.'
'You knew that this relationship was for better or for worse.'
'You knew I wouldn't be able to stay with you. I'm not made to be committed.'
'You just don't love me.'
'WHO CARES IF I LOVE YOU?!?'
'I DO!'
'I DON'T!'
'I just want to know, Endy...'
'It's just not working Leg... You're too... too pushy!' I shouted.
'Is that it?' He asked.
'And that bracelet!' Why don't you just take it off? It's only a gift from Elvea anyway, it has no special value, right?' Again, no answer. 'Right?' I looked past him. Elvea and Éomer. 'Speaking of the devil...'
'Endomiel, is there anything I can... can I help out?' Elvea asked. AS IF!
'Get lost Elvea. You've done enough damage.' I hissed.
'You don't have to take your anger out on her.' Legolas said. What? Now he's sticking up for her too? Can't they just get a room already? Why is it that everything I have, she has a better version of, or steals away from me?
'See what I mean?! You're doing it again! Defending the poor princess! She gave you a bracelet! What's next Legolas, A RING?!!!' I yelled to Legolas. 'WHY DON'T YOU JUST RUN OFF WITH HER AND GET MARRIED?!!!'
'Minor detail, my girlfriend.' Éomer noted.
'Stay out of it, Éomer.' Legolas said. See! I knew he was after her! By now, I had walked to the door of my room, and Legolas was standing on the other side of the hallway. 'Is that why you can't say it?' He whispered. 'Is that why you can't say the words?' This time, I didn't answer. 'Why can't you say it?' His voice was barely hearable now. I bit my lip to stop the tears from coming out. A goddess of evil couldn't be seen crying. Legolas was now walking towards me. He stopped walking a few inches in front of me. He was about to kiss me when he said: 'Just three little words. Well, you could even say it with two little words.' I had to act now. If I'd let him kiss me, I'd be too weak to say it. I gathered all my strength and drew a deep breath.
'I HATE YOU!!!!' I screamed at the top of my lungs. He jumped backwards to the volume of my voice.
'FINE! IF THAT'S HOW YOU WANT IT, YOU CAN HAVE IT!!!!' Legolas screamed back. He stalked to his room. I stalked to mine. We both slammed the doors. I did a few steps towards my bed, and then my knees unbuckled. I fell to the ground, landing on hands and knees. I sat down on the ground, in the midst of the junk I had created while cleaning up the other day. That was not really what I expected him to say. I expected him to go all mushy and slump to his room, maybe even cry a bit. I didn't know he'd be this mad. Well, suits him well! It's not my fault he's pushing me into marriage! I crawled to my bed and climbed on. I put my head on my pillow. There was something on my pillow. An envelope. I opened it. A letter and a piece of metal. Letter first.
"Dear Endy" It started. Oh no... "When you get this letter, you'll probably be alone, but I'll be near." Double oh no... "Inside the envelope is a ring. Take it out." I took the metal out of the envelope. It was a ring. A nice silver ring, with 'Legolas' engraved in it in Tengwar. Oh my... "I hope you like it, and know what this means, for this means a lot..." I put the letter back in the envelope. I put the ring around my finger. It fit perfectly. It looked nice too. I took it back off and put it in the envelope too. I held the envelope in my hand and laid on my bed. Something tells me that that ring was meant as the next step. Well, too bad. Over is over. End is end. I'd better go and give it back. But I won't be able to face him... I'll just put it in front of his door, he'll see it on his way out. I wrote a little note saying "It's nice, but no. I'm sorry, Legolas" and put it in the envelope too. Some half an hour later, I got up and walked to the door. I opened it and stepped out. On the other side of the hallway, Legolas did the same. We looked at each other. In a moment of shock, I jumped back into my room. I closed the door behind me with a slam. I walked to the desk and raised my hand to put the envelope on the desk. No envelope in my hand. I must have dropped it outside...
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Legolas's P.O.V.
'I HATE YOU!' She screamed, right in my face. The sound of the voice, the harshness, the coldness, the... pain. I made it all clear to me. Why she had been acting strange, why she seemed so agitated... In a wave of pure anger, I screamed back at her.
'FINE! IF THAT'S HOW YOU WANT IT, YOU CAN HAVE IT!' I turned around. I walked back to my room, as calm as possible. I could feel her eyes, burning into my back. Staring at me. What did she think I would do at this moment? When she is standing before me, yelling those words in my face? Trying to tell me that she wants to end it. She just doesn't love me. At all.
What else could I say at this moment? When I'm faced with the knowledge that she just doesn't love me? Did she think I would be quiet? Not say a single word? Only because she doesn't love me. At all.
Does she think I could hate her? Go around and betray her? She doesn't know me to good. I could never hurt her. Because, well, I love her. She should know I'd never hurt her.
What does she think, I would give at this moment? I'd give my immortality, if you would just stay. I'd fall down on my knees, kiss the ground that she walks on, if she would just say those three words.
How could she place all the blame on me? What was she thinking? That I was seeing Elvea behind her back? Surely she knows Elvea's just a friend of mine. Okay, so she gave me a bracelet, so what? It's not a big deal! She shouldn't be so jealous! Everything comes down on me. She always makes me do everything. And she never wants to do anything for me.
All I asked were three simple words. THREE WORDS! SHE COULDN'T EVEN SAY THOSE THREE WORDS? It's not like they'll kill her! She's clearly over-reacting! I kicked a closet. Damn closet. Damn school. Damn title. Why did I have to be a prince? Why, of all elves, did I have to be a prince? Couldn't I just be a normal elf? A normal elf with normal friends, normal parents, a normal girlfriend... Don't get me wrong, I ... I love Endy, but she's a bit queer sometimes. I've got the feeling she's hiding something from me. Always thinking I'm fooling around with others, never telling me anything about her past. Maybe she had a boyfriend of her own back home... it would explain why she won't tell me anything about her past... Why she wont she it... maybe she's in love with him and me, but she feels she'll betray him if she tells me... We should talk things over.
I walked back to the door and opened it. On the other side, I could see that Endomiel was stepping out of her room too. When she saw me, she jumped back into the room. Something fell from her hand, slowly falling to the floor. I walked to her door. I could guess what it was. The envelope. THE envelope. The one with the ring... the ring I had so carefully selected from all the rings in the jewelry shop in town. I'd thought she'd like it.
I picked the envelope from the floor. I walked back to my room, ever calm and relaxed. I sat on my bed and re-opened the envelope. I held it upside down. My letter and the ring fell out. She didn't accept it. Another small piece of paper fell out. I turned it over. "It's nice, but no. Sorry Legolas." it said, written with her trademark ballpoint, in her practically unreadable handwriting. I could see she had done her best while writing it, for I could actually read it without needing to much time to decipher it, but the letters were uneven and a bit shaky. I guess she was at least a bit affected by this all. Oh well, she'll come around. I hope.
Now it's time to head back outside, and act like nothing had happened. We don't want people thinking we'd broken up just yet, I think. I walked to the door, again, and exited the room, again. Nobody on the other side of the hallway this time. I walked through the mess, and sat down on the lawn with the others.
'Hey guys.' I said. I noticed Éowyn was wearing a new dress. I bet it would look good on Endy... Stop that Leg, it's over! 'Nice dress Éowyn.' I've got to act casual. Act casual.
'Uh, yeah... uh, thanks Legolas...' Éowyn said. I moved closer towards her. Faramir moved a bit to, so that he'd be seated in between Éowyn and me.
'Back of Casanova.' He said, putting his arm protectively around Éowyn.
'Like you care.' I said. He probably doesn't care anyway. He tried to hit on Endomiel, so he probably isn't in love with Éowyn as much as she hopes. Or maybe he is, and he can't choose. Well, Endy's my girl, so he'd better lay off her. Was my girl. I keep forgetting that it's over. It is over right? She did yell "I hate you!" in y face, so I guess it's over... Why does she hate me? Is it something I've done? Is it because I push her into doing things? I was acting kind of stupid, I knew she doesn't want to, or can't, say she loves me. I hope she can't, coz if she doesn't... well, I guess it's better if we're split if she doesn't love me. Maybe she just loves somebody else. Like, maybe she has another boyfriend back in the Shire, where she came from. It would explain why she can't say it, and why she hardly tells me anything about her past, and why she doesn't hang out with the hobbits anymore, they might be mad at her for cheating on her boyfriend. She is a pretty girl, and as only elf in the entire region, she would be special...
'Guys, chill okay?' Estel tried to cool us down.
'He started it...' Faramir said. Yeah right! I wasn't the first who tried to steal the other's girlfriend!
'Sure Faramir, I started it. And you're a saint.'
'Yes.'
'Well if you're a saint, then I suppose it wouldn't hurt if I told Éowyn about you and...'
'You wouldn't!' Faramir shouted.
'Wouldn't I?'
'Would you to just quit it?' Estel interrupted for the second time.
'Hey, I didn't start it...'
'Neither of you di-... hey, was that a raindrop on my nose?' Estel said.
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Endomiel's P.O.V.
It had started to rain about a minute ago. I've spent the last 15 minutes outside, after exiting the room through the window. Walking around in the forest, colors start to turn darker. The clouds are packing even closer above me, and it starts to rain harder. It can't get dark enough for me. Right now, I'd like the whole world to be black. I see a green tree, but want it painted black. No colors anymore, I want them to be black... I see girls running to shelter from the rain, dressed in their bright colored summer clothes. I have to turn my head, can't stand the colors, I want them painted black. I run to the valley as fast as I can. I climb down the cliff and see a line of green trees, but want them painted black. All creatures turn away from me, they can't stand the darkness coming from inside of me. I sit next to the river. I look inside of me and see my heart, it's black. Everything in my eyes is heading into black... Maybe now I'll blend in, I won't have to face the facts. Don't want to know about what's about to happen to me, for my future is all black. I wonder what he'll look like... Well, he'll probably be all black. Deep, deep black... Nice, deep, calming black...
No more will my eyes see green turning into blue. No more will my eyes see the colors of the world. All is dark now, I only see deep black. I could not foresee this happening to me so soon. The darkness came so early, but then again, it came on time. I feel so calm inside, so calm, so dark, and so black... Lying like this, in the mud, next to the river, I pass out, only to awaken later. It is still raining, tho not as heavy as before. The sky is dark blue, tho it could easily be called black. The whole world is gray-ish. I see everything like a black and white movie, but minus the white. Everything I see ranges from black to gray. I get up from the mud. My clothes are soaked, not to mention drenched with mud. Getting up is hard. Not only is it hard to tell where the dark ground changes into the dark sky, I feel tired. The black has sucked she strength out of me. I feel so tired... Finally up on my feet, I walk back to the cliff. Suddenly, I feel a tickling feeling in my nose. A few seconds later, wind passes through my nose. I don't know what it is, but I'm sure I've seen one of the humans do it before. I think they call it "sneeze" or something like that... Wiping my nose on my already dirty shirt, I start climbing up the cliff. I've never taken so long to climb up that cliff... I've never been that tired when finally arriving on top... All I wanted now was sleep, but to do that, I first have to reach my room. As I finally reach my room, I climb in through the window. Everybody's asleep, it must be late. I step down from the window post and walk a few steps through the room. I search my pile of clothes for something dry. All the clothes are so bright colored... I can't see the colors, but I know they are, and all I want it black... looking at what is supposed to be colored makes me so tired... I don't have the energy to turn my clothes black now... I walk through the room, in search of black clothes. The only thing I find is one of Elvea's black dresses, but I'm not going to wear a dress. I don't know why I'm looking for clothes, for I want to go to bed... Something tells me I won't be able to sleep tonight anyway. The guys'll have black clothes for me, won't they? I cross the hallway, leaving puddles behind where I've walked. Water's dripping from my hair, my nose, my everything. I open the door to Leg's room and look in. He's in his bed, eyes wide open, asleep. Suddenly, I remembered why I wasn't supposed to be here, and that I can't borrow his clothes. I sat on the chair next to his bed, legs pressed against my body, rolled into a little ball, staring at him. He looked so pretty... so fragile... so colored... What if I painted him black...? I sat there for a while, studying his face, his hands, his feet sticking out from under the blanket he had pulled up. He moved his toes. I wondered what he was dreaming about... I gazed back at his face. Thin lines had formed around his mouth and eyes, making him look even older. A strand of hair fell in front of his eyes. I moved my hand to tuck it back behind his ear.
'Don't touch me.' He said, his voice icy cold. He looked me straight in the eye. I jumped up and did a few steps backwards, knocking over the chair. He kept looking me in the eyes. I turned around and ran out of the room, leaving the door wide open. I sprinted back to my own room and ran in. I slipped over a puddle I left when I came in and fell, slip-sliding through the room. The ground felt so nice and cold... I could feel bruises coming at the places where my body hit the ground. As I rolled over in a last effort to get back up, I looked out of the room. He was still staring at me, cold as always, not caring. With my last ounce of strength, I kicked the door shut. He didn't have to see me like this.
Blackness surrounded me. And unknown power lifted me up from my resting place. I felt like somebody had tied a rope around my waist and was holding my up like that, face down. I opened my eyes. No rope to be seen. As a matter of fact, there was nothing to be seen.
'You did the right thing...' A voice inside of my head said.
'Where are you?' I shouted.
'You know where I am.'
'Show yourself father!'
'No need to.' The voice continued. 'It may seem hard, but your life will get easier from now on.'
'How can it get easier! I ruined my future! It's all black! I ruined his life! His future!'
'He'll get over you.' Ouch, that hurt... 'And for you, black is a good thing. Things will be returned to the way they're supposed to be now. Evil will be evil, and good will be good.'
'What's that supposed to mean?' I was lowered to whence I came. 'WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN??' I could feel my body making contact with the cold, wet ground.
'You'll see...' I could feel my clothes, sticking to my body. My skin felt stretched, like all water had been taken from it.
'Endy?' a distant voice was calling me. 'Endy, are you okay?' The voice was nearing. A light entered my eyes through my eyelids. 'Endy?!?' something warm touched my cheek. I opened my eyes. The light... it was too bright for my eyes. I quickly closed them again.
'That Eru, she's still here...' Éowyn said. I moaned.
'Here, have a drink...' Somebody lifted my upper body up to sitting position, while somebody else pressed a glass of water to my lips. I drank some and then tried to open my eyes again. I opened them half, adjusting my eyes to the light. Everything was gray. Different shades of gray, but gray. The bright colors I could see, they were even brighter. My world exists out of gray, bright colors, and, thank Eru, black. A hand waved in front of my eyes.
'Are you okay?' Arwen repeated.
'Hmm...' I moaned, bringing my left hand up to my head and rubbing my forehead. My right hand I placed on the ground beside me, supporting my body while trying to sit. Suddenly, I felt the tickling feeling again. I sneezed.
'What was that...?' Arwen yelped. 'Did you just sneeze?'
'Whatever...' I said.
'Elves aren't supposed to get sick!' wait a minute... not supposed to get sick? How come I feel like crap, my throat hurts, something is pounding on the inside of my head and I just sneezed?
"You are not an elf..." the voice in my head said. How do you mean I'm not an elf?
"You're a goddess in an elven body, but you are still a goddess." And goddesses can get sick?
"If I want them to." How cruel!
"You could learn from me." Ah, screw you.
'I feel so bad...' I moaned.
'What's wrong? It's about Leg isn't it?' Éowyn asked. I pretended not to have heard the last part of what she said.
'My throat hurts, my head hurts, and I'm so tired...'
'It sounds like the flu.'
'We'd better get her to the nursery.' Arwen said. They lifted me from the ground. Their hands felt so warm... it reminded me of how cold I was. I closed my eyes. So cold... so tired... So black... A door opened and closed. People talked. They placed me on a bed. The nurse, I don't quite remember her name, opened one of my eyes.
'Don't do that...' I said.
'Why not?' she asked.
'The light... the colors... So bright...' She closed my eyes again.
'This won't hurt.' She said as she jammed a needle into my arm.
'Hey...' I moaned.
'Don't be such a baby.' She took a few tubes of blood. I opened my eyes, and saw it was only she and I in the room. I guess the others had gone to class or something. She must have sent them away. I ram my hand through my hair. It was still wet.
'I guess I'll be going now...' I said, getting off ad swinging my legs off the bed. This place gave me the creeps.
'Don't go jumping around.' She said. 'You're sick, and it looks like it's just the flu, so no big problem there, but your body is exhausted because of the way you spent the night, and it could use a little rest. You can skip the first few classes if you need to.'
'Okay.' I don't mind skipping classes. I walked back to my room. The floor had been cleaned, I could see. No more mud tracks, no more puddles... I closed the door behind me and walked across the room. My muddy footprints were still on the window post. I tried to clean them off with my shirt, but I only made a bigger spot. I closed the shades and dropped myself on my bed. I fell asleep as soon as I hit my pillow. About half an hour later I woke up. Not much of a sleep, but I felt revived. It was dark in the room, nice and dark. All gray and black. I grabbed my diary and started writing. And here I am now. I think I'll get dressed and go to class now, skipping class by yourself is pretty boring. Well, guess I'll see you around, if I survive the day...
Namarië,
Endomiel.
E/N: Finally, this chapter's over. I guess you guys have been waiting for this a long time, haven't you? Hehehe... well, I promise I'll update the next chapter sooner! Read: within 4 months...
Anyway, EVIL NEW YEAR!!!!!! May your new year be as evil as mine!! Mwuhahaha... :o)
Readers: what?
I just found out that this is my 20th chapter! I never guessed I'd keep this up for 20 freaking chapters! And that people still actually read this... Geesh... anyway, thanks for taking the time to read this crap, and the time to review, and a few of you, even the time to talk to me over MSN! Ah yes, I've created so many corrupted souls by now... MWUHAHAHAHA :o) anyways, thanx!
Hmhmhm... that wasn't evil, was it? Drat! How come my evil plans always backfire on me? *Mumble*mumble*mumble* well, evil will be victorious! Just wait until my evil minions, also know as sheep, appear around you! But then again... maybe you will be spared a little coz you actually read my fic... Neeh. Oh, and Hollywood actors, watch out! I have made a deal with a few of my friends that I'll kick the first Hollywood actor I meet. Or I'll just kick all of'em... Hehehe... never mind me, I'm insane. But then again, that's essential if you write fan-fiction, don't you think? In a way, we're all insane really. You know what I think? (Yes, I do think. Once in a while...) I think this is my longest "E/N:" ever! It's almost a whole story at itself. I'd love to stay and tell you more about my life and friends and stuff, but right now I don't think you'd like that, would you? I mean, after all this bullsh#t you'd probably want to get to the fic already. So maybe, I'll spare you and write the fic now. And maybe I won't. All smart readers go down to the fic now and just read the thing and read the whole story I chalked down here later, but hey, since you're still reading this... Hehehe... okay, I'm seriously running out of useless and meaningless things to say now... I guess it's buh-bye for now! C ya in the next chapter! No, wait, I'll see you guys at the end of this chapter, where I'll continue this insane babbling. Or not. W/e. go and read the fic already. (Yes, I am hyper active) (Ooh, ooh, you'll never guess what I saw today!! Well, I'm not gonna tell you either. Yet. You'll have to wait 'till the end of the chapter.)
Disclaimer: Do I look rich yet? Wait, you can't see me, can you? Thank Eru for that :o) Anyway, nope, I still don't own any characters, and no actors, and no kewl items, and no good plans to get any of them. Dammit, life just isn't fair...
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Chapter 20 (told ya it was chapter 20 :oP) : The final and not restorable, never to be restored, and not to be confused with the last two, parting.
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The 22nd of Halimath, 1384 (S.R.)
Hi again
I woke up early, and somehow found myself next to my bed. Looking up at the ceiling, and feeling the hard floor beneath me, I wondered how I ended up here. Did I roll out of bed? Did I fall out of bed? Did somebody throw me out of bed? Was it a combination of all the above? I had no clue whatsoever. I looked around from my position on the ground. The air was damp, and it was warm. It felt like to many people had been in this room for a to long period of time. Still half asleep, I crawled back into my bed. Rolling over to face the wall, something, or actually, somebody, scared the shit out of me. There was somebody in my bed! I rolled back as quick as I could, falling out of the bed again.
'Endy, what are you doing?' I looked onto the bed. Legolas. Yeah, that figured.
'Nothing, noting at all.'
'You just fall out of bed for no reason?'
'No. I was uhm... waking up.'
'Waking up?'
'Yeah. It's part of uhm... my morning ritual.'
'Sure. Well, I don't know about your morning ritual, but part of mine is taking a shower.' He stepped over me and walked to the bathroom. About 5 minutes later, the door was locked and steam was starting to come out from under the door, I heard the main shower go on. I climbed back into my bed and looked at the clock. 6:30 WHAT? 6:30?? Oh man, you've got to be kidding me! I'm up waaaaay to early! How am I going to spend the next 11/2-hour before breakfast? Geesh, this sucks. I continued staring at the ceiling. It's strange what kind of things you can see in the ceiling pattern. A shark... a dragon... fire... lots of fire... evil ring... orc... Sauron... Okay, where did that come from? I rolled over again. Everybody was still asleep. Éowyn was breathing slowly, Arwen was asleep, I think, and Estel was probably not asleep, for he was running his hands through her hair. Wait a minute, what was Estel doing here? He wasn't in the same room as Leg and Éomer and Sam... sneaky guy! Tricked his soon-to-be father-in-law into letting him sleep with his soon-to-be wife! Guys... Sam and Rosie were sound asleep, his arms wrapped around her, Elanor was still asleep too, and yes, even Éomer and goody-goody Elvea were still asleep. 6:45. You know, I'm actually pretty tired, but I can't sleep... The shower went off. 2 or 3 minutes later, Legolas stepped out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around his waist, and he walked to the closet. He opened the doors and looked in. He seemed to be looking for something, but obviously couldn't find it.
'Damn Merry and Pippin, never clean up their mess...' He mumbled. 'Now where are my clothes...?' I snickered. His closes? He was in for a big surprise if he was looking for his clothes.
'Leg?' he looked at me, eyes clogged up. It seemed he was still asleep or something. He turned back to the closet and continued searching for his clothes. I walked over to him. 'Leg, you won't find your clothes there.'
'That's coz you guys never clean up your mess.'
'No, that's because you're looking in Elvea's closet, which is stacked with dresses.' He looked at me, blank expression on his face, and then his eyes cleared.
'Really?' he asked.
'Look for yourself.' He turned around, and looked at the item he was holding. Some green dress or something.
'Ah!' He dropped the dress and jumped backwards. 'Don't tell me I was about to put on that dress...' I nodded my head.
'You're lucky I could save you before you put it on.'
'Indeed.' He put the dress back in the closet and closed it. 'Now what am I supposed to wear?' He asked me.
'Uhm... no idea really.' He only had the clothes he had worn yesterday, and I guess he wanted to put on some clean clothes. 'I guess you could borrow some of mine, if you want. Or maybe some of the other guys could lend you some.'
'I guess I could try that.' I took a quick shower, got dressed, and we went to look for some clothes for Legolas. Of course, he had put on yesterday's clothes for the moment, he wasn't going to walk around the dormitories dressed in only a towel, even though I wouldn't mind. We walked to the other room and carefully opened the door. Two eyes looked at us, reflecting the light from the hallway. 'Anybody awake?'
'Yeah...' Boromir said, clearly not fully awake yet.
'Bor?'
'Yeah...'
'Hey man, can I borrow some of you clothes? Mine got uhm... sticky... with the glue bomb and all.'
'Sure... come on in...' We stepped in. it was dark, but my eyes adjusted to the weak light quickly. Elven eyes can see under any condition. 'Who else is there?'
'Endy.'
'Endomiel.' I corrected him.
'Whatever.' Legolas said. Boromir got out of bed and walked to his closet. Luckily, Boromir was a tall guy, and Legolas hadn't grown 'till his full length yet, so he'd still fit into Boromir's clothes. Boromir opened his closet.
'Jeans and a shirt okay?'
'Sure.' Boromir threw a pair of jeans at Legolas and a dark blue shirt. Legolas started to take of his shirt, and I sat down on Boromir's bed. Legolas turned to me.
'Do you mind?' He said.
'No, I don't mind.' I said while I kept looking at Legolas. He glared at me and pointed at the door. 'Oh...' Boromir snickered. I walked to the door and left the room. I sat against the outside of the door. Waiting... waiting... then suddenly, the door opened. Someone stepped out, stumbled over me as I rolled over, moved his feet, and then was on top of me. One foot in my stomach, and one in my neck. Thank Eru it was Legolas, or I'd surely have broken something.
'Oops... sorry...' he said as he stepped off me. I grumbled. 'Well, you shouldn't have sat against the door then. Kind of stupid you know.'
'It wasn't stupid, you should have watched your feet.'
'Oh come on! You expect me to see through a wooden door?'
'Yes.' He sighed.
'You know what, you're right, it's my fault. Now drop it already.'
'Well it is your fault.' I said. He sighed again. 'What?'
'Nothing. I'm not arguing with you when you're acting like this.'
'Acting like what? You're the one that didn't see me, not the other way around.'
'Acting like that.'
'You're the one acting funny.' This day was starting good. If only I could get him really pissed today, we could break up. Finally, my plan would succeed. He would go back to Mirkwood, marry what's-her-face, live in a big palace, and feel miserable but rich and powerful, just like it was supposed to be.
'Never mind.' He walked to the mess, got food and sat down at our table. I walked after him, very slowly, and got my food too. He had been sitting there for a few minutes when I arrived at the table and sat next to him. He had vla again, while I settled for a bowl of cereal. Maybe I could throw vla and cereal together... when I was done eating, I snuggled up against Leg, trying to enjoy the last few short moments we had together. 'Now what do you want?'
'Nothing. Can't I just sit next to you without a reason?'
'Next to me, sure, but you're practically on my lap.'
'Your point?' slowly, others started to walk into the mess and get their food. By now, it was 7:15, and we had only half an hour left until the mess would be full. I think I fell asleep or something, coz the next thing I remember is somebody tapping on the microphone.
'May I have your attention for a moment?' somebody said. Hmhmhm.... That voice sounded kind of familiar... I crawled back up against Legolas, coz during my sleep-like stage I had slid down a bit, you get the point. Anyway, as I tried to continue my sleep, the voice continued talking. 'Thank you. I have an important announcement to make.' Another short pause. Now where did I know that voice from...? 'I want to tell everybody that from now on the prettiest girl in school is taken. By me.' I didn't know I was dating Éomer... ah yes! It was Éomer's voice, of course! 'And uhm... she's standing right next to me. Elvea, I love you.' Yep, most defiantly Éomer's voice. I opened my eyes a bit and looked at the stage. Éomer was kissing Elvea. I closed my eyes quickly.
'You're alive after all.' Legolas softly said.
'Hmhm...' I moaned.
'What's wrong?'
'Tired...'
'How come?'
'Take a guess.'
'I have no idea.'
'You kicked me out of bed.'
'No I didn't.'
'Then how did I end up on the floor?'
'I had my arm around your waist, and then you said "get off me twerp, private property" and you rolled over, and fell out of bed.'
'And you didn't try to get me back into the bed?' he showed me some bruises on his arms. 'How did you get those?'
'Something with trying to get the private property back into the bed.' Some people laughed. I opened my eyes. Ah yes, just my luck, everybody had been listening to us, and were laughing. Then Éomer and Elvea joined the table. Everybody congratulated them with their getting-back-together, I guess I mumbled something too. Boromir sent Éomer some very nasty looks. I guess he didn't like that they got back together. I glared at Elvea. Always had to get her way over the backs of others. Some elves... There was one question on my mind tho. What had happened last night?
'So... Éomer. What in Eru's name happened last night that got you two back together? I mean, we heard, well let's call it "sounds" from your part of the room, Éowyn was annoyed, Glorfindel was even more annoyed... what on earth happened in that bed last night?' I grinned. Lets see how they answer this one. Both of their faces flushed.
'Well... to be honest... not much actually.' Éomer said. Sure Éomer.
'Yeah right.' Éowyn said. The rest of the conversation I didn't really hear, for I was trying to fall back asleep, whish is very hard, because sleeping just isn't that easy when the people around you are moving and talking. Suddenly, I could feel Legolas was taking, and I tuned back into the conversation.
'Well, I sure hope that's true Éomer.' He said. 'Because Elvea is a princess of the highest possible stance, and her most valuable possession is her honor. She's not supposed to...'
'Did you really think I didn't know that?' Éomer spat. 'Frankly, I don't care about it. I love her, I want to be with her, and I don't care if I have to wait.'
'So you never have any sexual thoughts about her, never have any fantasies involving her?' I don't want to know... what's Legolas doing anyway? It's not his business. Just let it be, let me sleep, make these last few moments enjoyable for me, please.
'No! And I don't mind that she can't, you know...'
'That wasn't my question'
'Look, Legolas. Maybe this is a bit hard for a guy like you to understand, but a guy and a girl can have a relationship without sex' okay, that was a very not-so-silent hint. I sat up. What is he suggesting? That I'm that easy?
'Are you suggesting something?'
'No, I'm just insulted that you seem to think sex is the only reason why I'm interested in Elvy!'
'But it is one of the reasons. That's what you just said...'
'YES!!! NO!!! WHY ARE YOU SO EAGER ON THIS SUBJECT ANYWAY?!' Yeah Leg, why does Elvea's sex-life, or more, her lack of, interest you so much?
'I care about Elvea. To me it's as if she's my little sister, and I know, better than anyone else here, what kind of life she lives and what is expected of her. She was there when I really needed a friend...'
'And maybe not only as a friend...' I mumbled. I didn't know I was that jealous of the thing those two had together. But that's because 'm not jealous. I mean, she could never compete with me! I'm the goddess of evil! I could have her dieing with a simple snap of my fingers!
'And she's been very helpful.' Legolas continued. Okay, okay, enough "Elvea is great, all hail the goodness" already. I closed my eyes again. When I opened them, Elvea was just doing her drama-queen exit scene, and stormed out of the mess. She'd make a fine B-movie actress. Éomer stalked after her.
'Some temper.' I said.
'Look who's talking!' Legolas said.
'Hmpf.' I groaned. 'How funny you are today. Please shut up.'
'How happy you are today. Please wake up.' I sighed.
'You can be a real pest sometimes, you know that?' I said.
'I know, but then again, so can you.' Please, let class start soon... the sooner it starts, the sooner this awful day is over. The bell rang, and we made our way to archery. After changing, I got out my bow, and started shooting at a target appointed to me by Glorfin-geek. About 10 minutes later, the geek himself talked to me.
'Are you feeling okay Endomiel?'
'Hm? Oh, yes, of course, why?'
'Because you haven't hit the target in the bulls eye yet, and you usually don't miss one single time.' I looked at the target. The geek was right. No direct hits at all. I looked at the other targets. All the other elves had hit the bull's eye several times.
'Oh... That...'
'What is it?'
'Nothing, I'm just a tid-bit off today.'
'Get your act together.' He said as he walked on, inspecting al the other student's shooting. Somewhere near the end of the class, Elvea and Éomer entered the gym. I don't want to know where they've been. Archery passed quickly, and so did our other classes for the morning. I spent the break on my room, trying to sleep. I was just drifting away, when Legolas walked in on me.
'I knew I'd find you here.' He said. I rolled over to face the wall. He sat next to me on the bed and ran his hand through my hair. 'What's wrong?' he asked.
'Why does everybody think there's something wrong with me?' I sighed.
'Because yesterday, you were a cheerful girl, and today you're sleepy, agitated, just not you.'
'I'm having a bad day.'
'So I see.'
'Please Leg, leave me alone. You will only make things worse.'
'So there is something wrong.' I didn't answer. 'Maybe I can help.'
'You can't.'
'How do you know?'
'Cuz hmnmnhmnmn.'
'What?'
'You're part of the problem.'
'What have I done wrong?'
'Or right...'
'I've done something right?'
'Leg, I can't explain it okay.'
'Okay.' He was silent for a while. 'Tell me when you feel like it, okay?'
'Hm.' The bell rang. Time for our next class. I guess this would be a classic situation of "saved by the bell", because I don't want to know how I'd explain this whole situation to him...
First up, math. I like math. It's logical. When you get the rules, you can solve any problem! With life, it's a different story... I know all the rules, try breaking them in the nicest possible way, *ahum*, and still I don't get how to play this game. And I've got my life to prove it. We all know that my life is currently at its most screwed-up state ever. Math was a boring lesson, just like it always is, and next up was Quenya. I like Quenya. Not as much as math, but I like it a bit too. Ooh joy.... Pop-quiz... I hate them. I hate quizzes in general. I hate grading. This could be blamed by the fact that I don't take the time to fill in all the answers and don't get too high grades in general. But then again, we could also blame the teachers. Let's do that. Let's blame the teachers. It's their own fault, they chose to be teachers themselves! After the class, everybody compared notes while sitting on the lawn.
'So, what did you get for the test?' Éomer asked Elvea.
'And A+.' That figured. Miss I'm-so-great-I-only-get-A's-and-everybody-loves-me Elvea.
'I had a... YOU HAD AN A+?" Éomer said.
'It's my native language, remember.'
'You know, intelligence really turns me on...' Éomer noted, a grin on his face.
'Then you must have a real problem masturbating.' I said. It was out before I knew it. Some of the guys spat out their drinks, I guess it went down the wrong tube. I grinned.
'No, no, Endomiel, you have it all wrong!' Legolas said in a patronizing tone. 'As great as we are, a guy doesn't think of himself when doing such thing.'
'Shut up Legolas, you're ruining my funny moment.' I said.
'That's what girlfriends are for.' He continued. 'Turn-on's, I mean.' *blink*blink* I don't want to know...
'But I don't have to worry about you doing that, right?'
'Seven steps of fantasy, girl.' The what? Seven steps of fantasy?
'What the Mordor does that mean?'
'Every guy has fantasies, right?' No replies. 'Right?!?' They nodded. 'Well, they come in steps. Usually, the firs step is befriending her, the second is kissing her, then the third step would be...'
'Okay, okay, I get the point.' Wait a minute... 'YOURS COUNTS SEVEN STEPS?!?'
'I uhm... I take small steps?' I didn't want to say any more. I think that's enough information for one day. After the break we had geology (BORING) and Art. During art class, we had to draw a flower, using only a pencil, and make it look very real and stuff. Mine was dark, spiky, tall and, well, eeevil :o)
The next break arrived. We got our food and sat on the lawn to eat it. I looked up at the sky. Dark clouds were packing above Imladris. Only above Imladris. Something was about to happen, I could feel it in the air. Tension was everywhere. I could smell the rain, waiting to come down. When everybody had finished their lunches, we were going to take a walk with a few of the others. Arwen still had to get something from her room, so we walked past there first. She entered the room. She stayed in there for a little while. What happened in there, we will never know. But afterwards, Arwen wasn't quite the same any longer. She was muttering something about wanting a break up just like that, and if she'd have break up's like that, she's break up daily. I decided this was another thing I'd better not know the details of.
We walked off into the forest. The trees were lured up to the sky, begging for the rain to come soon. It hadn't rained in along time. Not since I'd arrived here, in Imladris. Poor trees. Suddenly, Legolas jumped up into a tree.
'What are you doing, Legolas?' I asked.
'Sitting.' He said. I climbed up too.
'Mover over a bit, will ya.' I said as I gave him a nudge and sat on the branch, next to him.
'Quit pushing! You'll throw me off.' He said.
'Maybe that's what I'm up to.' I said.
'I'm sure.' He wrapped his arm around my waist. 'This way, we'll both go if you nudge me again.' I nudged him. 'Whoa!' He almost fell, but pulled himself back up by my arm.
'I guess your balance isn't as good as you hoped.' I said. He clung to my arm.
'Don't do that again. I hate falling from trees.'
'We all do.' I said. I remember the last time I fell from a tree. I rubbed my arm. Broken in three places... Suddenly, Legolas kissed me. I guess that, as I leaned backwards, I made a suspicious noise, for the guys down on the ground started to sing a song.
'Legolas and Endy, sitting in a tree...' they sang. 'F-U-C-K-I...' Wait a minute... that aren't the lyrics!
'THAT AREN'T THE LYRICS!' I yelled.
'We adjusted them a bit, so they'll fit the occasion better!' Estel yelled upwards. Hahaha. Very funny. I jumped down from the tree.
'Very funny Estel.' I said. Legolas climbed down behind me.
'I thought it was kind of funny.' Legolas said. I glared at him. 'I mean, what a stupid song! Who'd come up with stupid lyrics like that?'
'Didn't he come up with the lyrics last time Elvea and Éomer were in the woods together?' Faramir whispered to Estel. I glared at them. 'Hehehe...' Faramir smiled and scratched the back of his head. Luckily for Faramir, it was time to go back already. We had one more class. Physics. A new teacher walked in. I'd seen her around, but I didn't know her by name.
'Hello class, I'm Eledhwen Tarelda, but I believe it is a custom here to use only the first name. I'll try to remember all your names the best I can, and I hope this will be a pleasant year.' This first lesson was merely introduction and stuff, very boring you can guess. Oh well. After class, we walked to the mess again. I felt like having a snack.
'How long were you planning to eat?' Legolas asked. I looked at my tray, laden with food.
'Ten minutes?'
'You're gonna eat all that in ten minutes?!?' I looked at the tray again. It wasn't that much food, was it?
'Yeah.' 9 and a half minute later, I threw the silverware on the tray.
'That was fast...' Legolas said.
'Hmn.' When I was done with my feeding-frenzy we walked to my room. I ravaged through my pile-o-junk, pretending to look for something. Right about now was the time I had to break up with him. Now how was I going to bring him the bad news without breaking his heart and killing him? I sighed.
'What's wrong Endy?' He asked.
'Nothing.' I mumbled.
'Oh, *that* again.'
'Yeah...'
'You could just tell me.'
'I'm being forced to.'
'By who?' Eru. But I'd better not tell him that.
'Reason.' I said.
'Well, if you've got to tell me, you might as well tell me now.'
'I guess...'
'So, spill the beans.'
'Legolas, I have to break up with you.' I guess this is the least cruel way to say it. No answer. 'This may come as a surprise to you, but I've been thinking about it a long while.'
'But... why?'
'This isn't working out Leg.'
'Why not?' I sighed again.
'Because I uhm... it's just that... I'm not coping, Legolas.'
'How do you mean you're not coping? How could you just dump me like this?'
'It's quite easy really...' oops... I guess that's a bit harsh...
'QUITE EASY? HOW DO YOU MEAN EASY? Is it because you don't love me?' God, not that again! What is it with his love-issue? Can't he just drop it?
'That I'm breaking up with you, doesn't mean I don't love you.'
'So you do love me?'
'NO.'
'Then why break up?'
'It's for the best.'
'You knew that this relationship was for better or for worse.'
'You knew I wouldn't be able to stay with you. I'm not made to be committed.'
'You just don't love me.'
'WHO CARES IF I LOVE YOU?!?'
'I DO!'
'I DON'T!'
'I just want to know, Endy...'
'It's just not working Leg... You're too... too pushy!' I shouted.
'Is that it?' He asked.
'And that bracelet!' Why don't you just take it off? It's only a gift from Elvea anyway, it has no special value, right?' Again, no answer. 'Right?' I looked past him. Elvea and Éomer. 'Speaking of the devil...'
'Endomiel, is there anything I can... can I help out?' Elvea asked. AS IF!
'Get lost Elvea. You've done enough damage.' I hissed.
'You don't have to take your anger out on her.' Legolas said. What? Now he's sticking up for her too? Can't they just get a room already? Why is it that everything I have, she has a better version of, or steals away from me?
'See what I mean?! You're doing it again! Defending the poor princess! She gave you a bracelet! What's next Legolas, A RING?!!!' I yelled to Legolas. 'WHY DON'T YOU JUST RUN OFF WITH HER AND GET MARRIED?!!!'
'Minor detail, my girlfriend.' Éomer noted.
'Stay out of it, Éomer.' Legolas said. See! I knew he was after her! By now, I had walked to the door of my room, and Legolas was standing on the other side of the hallway. 'Is that why you can't say it?' He whispered. 'Is that why you can't say the words?' This time, I didn't answer. 'Why can't you say it?' His voice was barely hearable now. I bit my lip to stop the tears from coming out. A goddess of evil couldn't be seen crying. Legolas was now walking towards me. He stopped walking a few inches in front of me. He was about to kiss me when he said: 'Just three little words. Well, you could even say it with two little words.' I had to act now. If I'd let him kiss me, I'd be too weak to say it. I gathered all my strength and drew a deep breath.
'I HATE YOU!!!!' I screamed at the top of my lungs. He jumped backwards to the volume of my voice.
'FINE! IF THAT'S HOW YOU WANT IT, YOU CAN HAVE IT!!!!' Legolas screamed back. He stalked to his room. I stalked to mine. We both slammed the doors. I did a few steps towards my bed, and then my knees unbuckled. I fell to the ground, landing on hands and knees. I sat down on the ground, in the midst of the junk I had created while cleaning up the other day. That was not really what I expected him to say. I expected him to go all mushy and slump to his room, maybe even cry a bit. I didn't know he'd be this mad. Well, suits him well! It's not my fault he's pushing me into marriage! I crawled to my bed and climbed on. I put my head on my pillow. There was something on my pillow. An envelope. I opened it. A letter and a piece of metal. Letter first.
"Dear Endy" It started. Oh no... "When you get this letter, you'll probably be alone, but I'll be near." Double oh no... "Inside the envelope is a ring. Take it out." I took the metal out of the envelope. It was a ring. A nice silver ring, with 'Legolas' engraved in it in Tengwar. Oh my... "I hope you like it, and know what this means, for this means a lot..." I put the letter back in the envelope. I put the ring around my finger. It fit perfectly. It looked nice too. I took it back off and put it in the envelope too. I held the envelope in my hand and laid on my bed. Something tells me that that ring was meant as the next step. Well, too bad. Over is over. End is end. I'd better go and give it back. But I won't be able to face him... I'll just put it in front of his door, he'll see it on his way out. I wrote a little note saying "It's nice, but no. I'm sorry, Legolas" and put it in the envelope too. Some half an hour later, I got up and walked to the door. I opened it and stepped out. On the other side of the hallway, Legolas did the same. We looked at each other. In a moment of shock, I jumped back into my room. I closed the door behind me with a slam. I walked to the desk and raised my hand to put the envelope on the desk. No envelope in my hand. I must have dropped it outside...
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Legolas's P.O.V.
'I HATE YOU!' She screamed, right in my face. The sound of the voice, the harshness, the coldness, the... pain. I made it all clear to me. Why she had been acting strange, why she seemed so agitated... In a wave of pure anger, I screamed back at her.
'FINE! IF THAT'S HOW YOU WANT IT, YOU CAN HAVE IT!' I turned around. I walked back to my room, as calm as possible. I could feel her eyes, burning into my back. Staring at me. What did she think I would do at this moment? When she is standing before me, yelling those words in my face? Trying to tell me that she wants to end it. She just doesn't love me. At all.
What else could I say at this moment? When I'm faced with the knowledge that she just doesn't love me? Did she think I would be quiet? Not say a single word? Only because she doesn't love me. At all.
Does she think I could hate her? Go around and betray her? She doesn't know me to good. I could never hurt her. Because, well, I love her. She should know I'd never hurt her.
What does she think, I would give at this moment? I'd give my immortality, if you would just stay. I'd fall down on my knees, kiss the ground that she walks on, if she would just say those three words.
How could she place all the blame on me? What was she thinking? That I was seeing Elvea behind her back? Surely she knows Elvea's just a friend of mine. Okay, so she gave me a bracelet, so what? It's not a big deal! She shouldn't be so jealous! Everything comes down on me. She always makes me do everything. And she never wants to do anything for me.
All I asked were three simple words. THREE WORDS! SHE COULDN'T EVEN SAY THOSE THREE WORDS? It's not like they'll kill her! She's clearly over-reacting! I kicked a closet. Damn closet. Damn school. Damn title. Why did I have to be a prince? Why, of all elves, did I have to be a prince? Couldn't I just be a normal elf? A normal elf with normal friends, normal parents, a normal girlfriend... Don't get me wrong, I ... I love Endy, but she's a bit queer sometimes. I've got the feeling she's hiding something from me. Always thinking I'm fooling around with others, never telling me anything about her past. Maybe she had a boyfriend of her own back home... it would explain why she won't tell me anything about her past... Why she wont she it... maybe she's in love with him and me, but she feels she'll betray him if she tells me... We should talk things over.
I walked back to the door and opened it. On the other side, I could see that Endomiel was stepping out of her room too. When she saw me, she jumped back into the room. Something fell from her hand, slowly falling to the floor. I walked to her door. I could guess what it was. The envelope. THE envelope. The one with the ring... the ring I had so carefully selected from all the rings in the jewelry shop in town. I'd thought she'd like it.
I picked the envelope from the floor. I walked back to my room, ever calm and relaxed. I sat on my bed and re-opened the envelope. I held it upside down. My letter and the ring fell out. She didn't accept it. Another small piece of paper fell out. I turned it over. "It's nice, but no. Sorry Legolas." it said, written with her trademark ballpoint, in her practically unreadable handwriting. I could see she had done her best while writing it, for I could actually read it without needing to much time to decipher it, but the letters were uneven and a bit shaky. I guess she was at least a bit affected by this all. Oh well, she'll come around. I hope.
Now it's time to head back outside, and act like nothing had happened. We don't want people thinking we'd broken up just yet, I think. I walked to the door, again, and exited the room, again. Nobody on the other side of the hallway this time. I walked through the mess, and sat down on the lawn with the others.
'Hey guys.' I said. I noticed Éowyn was wearing a new dress. I bet it would look good on Endy... Stop that Leg, it's over! 'Nice dress Éowyn.' I've got to act casual. Act casual.
'Uh, yeah... uh, thanks Legolas...' Éowyn said. I moved closer towards her. Faramir moved a bit to, so that he'd be seated in between Éowyn and me.
'Back of Casanova.' He said, putting his arm protectively around Éowyn.
'Like you care.' I said. He probably doesn't care anyway. He tried to hit on Endomiel, so he probably isn't in love with Éowyn as much as she hopes. Or maybe he is, and he can't choose. Well, Endy's my girl, so he'd better lay off her. Was my girl. I keep forgetting that it's over. It is over right? She did yell "I hate you!" in y face, so I guess it's over... Why does she hate me? Is it something I've done? Is it because I push her into doing things? I was acting kind of stupid, I knew she doesn't want to, or can't, say she loves me. I hope she can't, coz if she doesn't... well, I guess it's better if we're split if she doesn't love me. Maybe she just loves somebody else. Like, maybe she has another boyfriend back in the Shire, where she came from. It would explain why she can't say it, and why she hardly tells me anything about her past, and why she doesn't hang out with the hobbits anymore, they might be mad at her for cheating on her boyfriend. She is a pretty girl, and as only elf in the entire region, she would be special...
'Guys, chill okay?' Estel tried to cool us down.
'He started it...' Faramir said. Yeah right! I wasn't the first who tried to steal the other's girlfriend!
'Sure Faramir, I started it. And you're a saint.'
'Yes.'
'Well if you're a saint, then I suppose it wouldn't hurt if I told Éowyn about you and...'
'You wouldn't!' Faramir shouted.
'Wouldn't I?'
'Would you to just quit it?' Estel interrupted for the second time.
'Hey, I didn't start it...'
'Neither of you di-... hey, was that a raindrop on my nose?' Estel said.
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Endomiel's P.O.V.
It had started to rain about a minute ago. I've spent the last 15 minutes outside, after exiting the room through the window. Walking around in the forest, colors start to turn darker. The clouds are packing even closer above me, and it starts to rain harder. It can't get dark enough for me. Right now, I'd like the whole world to be black. I see a green tree, but want it painted black. No colors anymore, I want them to be black... I see girls running to shelter from the rain, dressed in their bright colored summer clothes. I have to turn my head, can't stand the colors, I want them painted black. I run to the valley as fast as I can. I climb down the cliff and see a line of green trees, but want them painted black. All creatures turn away from me, they can't stand the darkness coming from inside of me. I sit next to the river. I look inside of me and see my heart, it's black. Everything in my eyes is heading into black... Maybe now I'll blend in, I won't have to face the facts. Don't want to know about what's about to happen to me, for my future is all black. I wonder what he'll look like... Well, he'll probably be all black. Deep, deep black... Nice, deep, calming black...
No more will my eyes see green turning into blue. No more will my eyes see the colors of the world. All is dark now, I only see deep black. I could not foresee this happening to me so soon. The darkness came so early, but then again, it came on time. I feel so calm inside, so calm, so dark, and so black... Lying like this, in the mud, next to the river, I pass out, only to awaken later. It is still raining, tho not as heavy as before. The sky is dark blue, tho it could easily be called black. The whole world is gray-ish. I see everything like a black and white movie, but minus the white. Everything I see ranges from black to gray. I get up from the mud. My clothes are soaked, not to mention drenched with mud. Getting up is hard. Not only is it hard to tell where the dark ground changes into the dark sky, I feel tired. The black has sucked she strength out of me. I feel so tired... Finally up on my feet, I walk back to the cliff. Suddenly, I feel a tickling feeling in my nose. A few seconds later, wind passes through my nose. I don't know what it is, but I'm sure I've seen one of the humans do it before. I think they call it "sneeze" or something like that... Wiping my nose on my already dirty shirt, I start climbing up the cliff. I've never taken so long to climb up that cliff... I've never been that tired when finally arriving on top... All I wanted now was sleep, but to do that, I first have to reach my room. As I finally reach my room, I climb in through the window. Everybody's asleep, it must be late. I step down from the window post and walk a few steps through the room. I search my pile of clothes for something dry. All the clothes are so bright colored... I can't see the colors, but I know they are, and all I want it black... looking at what is supposed to be colored makes me so tired... I don't have the energy to turn my clothes black now... I walk through the room, in search of black clothes. The only thing I find is one of Elvea's black dresses, but I'm not going to wear a dress. I don't know why I'm looking for clothes, for I want to go to bed... Something tells me I won't be able to sleep tonight anyway. The guys'll have black clothes for me, won't they? I cross the hallway, leaving puddles behind where I've walked. Water's dripping from my hair, my nose, my everything. I open the door to Leg's room and look in. He's in his bed, eyes wide open, asleep. Suddenly, I remembered why I wasn't supposed to be here, and that I can't borrow his clothes. I sat on the chair next to his bed, legs pressed against my body, rolled into a little ball, staring at him. He looked so pretty... so fragile... so colored... What if I painted him black...? I sat there for a while, studying his face, his hands, his feet sticking out from under the blanket he had pulled up. He moved his toes. I wondered what he was dreaming about... I gazed back at his face. Thin lines had formed around his mouth and eyes, making him look even older. A strand of hair fell in front of his eyes. I moved my hand to tuck it back behind his ear.
'Don't touch me.' He said, his voice icy cold. He looked me straight in the eye. I jumped up and did a few steps backwards, knocking over the chair. He kept looking me in the eyes. I turned around and ran out of the room, leaving the door wide open. I sprinted back to my own room and ran in. I slipped over a puddle I left when I came in and fell, slip-sliding through the room. The ground felt so nice and cold... I could feel bruises coming at the places where my body hit the ground. As I rolled over in a last effort to get back up, I looked out of the room. He was still staring at me, cold as always, not caring. With my last ounce of strength, I kicked the door shut. He didn't have to see me like this.
Blackness surrounded me. And unknown power lifted me up from my resting place. I felt like somebody had tied a rope around my waist and was holding my up like that, face down. I opened my eyes. No rope to be seen. As a matter of fact, there was nothing to be seen.
'You did the right thing...' A voice inside of my head said.
'Where are you?' I shouted.
'You know where I am.'
'Show yourself father!'
'No need to.' The voice continued. 'It may seem hard, but your life will get easier from now on.'
'How can it get easier! I ruined my future! It's all black! I ruined his life! His future!'
'He'll get over you.' Ouch, that hurt... 'And for you, black is a good thing. Things will be returned to the way they're supposed to be now. Evil will be evil, and good will be good.'
'What's that supposed to mean?' I was lowered to whence I came. 'WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN??' I could feel my body making contact with the cold, wet ground.
'You'll see...' I could feel my clothes, sticking to my body. My skin felt stretched, like all water had been taken from it.
'Endy?' a distant voice was calling me. 'Endy, are you okay?' The voice was nearing. A light entered my eyes through my eyelids. 'Endy?!?' something warm touched my cheek. I opened my eyes. The light... it was too bright for my eyes. I quickly closed them again.
'That Eru, she's still here...' Éowyn said. I moaned.
'Here, have a drink...' Somebody lifted my upper body up to sitting position, while somebody else pressed a glass of water to my lips. I drank some and then tried to open my eyes again. I opened them half, adjusting my eyes to the light. Everything was gray. Different shades of gray, but gray. The bright colors I could see, they were even brighter. My world exists out of gray, bright colors, and, thank Eru, black. A hand waved in front of my eyes.
'Are you okay?' Arwen repeated.
'Hmm...' I moaned, bringing my left hand up to my head and rubbing my forehead. My right hand I placed on the ground beside me, supporting my body while trying to sit. Suddenly, I felt the tickling feeling again. I sneezed.
'What was that...?' Arwen yelped. 'Did you just sneeze?'
'Whatever...' I said.
'Elves aren't supposed to get sick!' wait a minute... not supposed to get sick? How come I feel like crap, my throat hurts, something is pounding on the inside of my head and I just sneezed?
"You are not an elf..." the voice in my head said. How do you mean I'm not an elf?
"You're a goddess in an elven body, but you are still a goddess." And goddesses can get sick?
"If I want them to." How cruel!
"You could learn from me." Ah, screw you.
'I feel so bad...' I moaned.
'What's wrong? It's about Leg isn't it?' Éowyn asked. I pretended not to have heard the last part of what she said.
'My throat hurts, my head hurts, and I'm so tired...'
'It sounds like the flu.'
'We'd better get her to the nursery.' Arwen said. They lifted me from the ground. Their hands felt so warm... it reminded me of how cold I was. I closed my eyes. So cold... so tired... So black... A door opened and closed. People talked. They placed me on a bed. The nurse, I don't quite remember her name, opened one of my eyes.
'Don't do that...' I said.
'Why not?' she asked.
'The light... the colors... So bright...' She closed my eyes again.
'This won't hurt.' She said as she jammed a needle into my arm.
'Hey...' I moaned.
'Don't be such a baby.' She took a few tubes of blood. I opened my eyes, and saw it was only she and I in the room. I guess the others had gone to class or something. She must have sent them away. I ram my hand through my hair. It was still wet.
'I guess I'll be going now...' I said, getting off ad swinging my legs off the bed. This place gave me the creeps.
'Don't go jumping around.' She said. 'You're sick, and it looks like it's just the flu, so no big problem there, but your body is exhausted because of the way you spent the night, and it could use a little rest. You can skip the first few classes if you need to.'
'Okay.' I don't mind skipping classes. I walked back to my room. The floor had been cleaned, I could see. No more mud tracks, no more puddles... I closed the door behind me and walked across the room. My muddy footprints were still on the window post. I tried to clean them off with my shirt, but I only made a bigger spot. I closed the shades and dropped myself on my bed. I fell asleep as soon as I hit my pillow. About half an hour later I woke up. Not much of a sleep, but I felt revived. It was dark in the room, nice and dark. All gray and black. I grabbed my diary and started writing. And here I am now. I think I'll get dressed and go to class now, skipping class by yourself is pretty boring. Well, guess I'll see you around, if I survive the day...
Namarië,
Endomiel.
E/N: Finally, this chapter's over. I guess you guys have been waiting for this a long time, haven't you? Hehehe... well, I promise I'll update the next chapter sooner! Read: within 4 months...
Anyway, EVIL NEW YEAR!!!!!! May your new year be as evil as mine!! Mwuhahaha... :o)