"Excuse me Mr. Greenleaf; it's time for your interview for the paper!" A little old woman elf interrupted with a high-pitched voice. She had just appeared from behind a tree, and was holding a clipboard. Legolas groaned and sighed.
"Right now?" he said, glancing at the woman and then at Emalyn, who smiled a little.
"You bet," she said, sounding like a balloon with the air slowly being squeezed out of it. He rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Okay. Be right there." Legolas tightly hugged Emalyn again, and then held her by the shoulders; "I'm so sorry I have to go, but I'll come back and visit again, okay?" he smiled. Emalyn noted at how amazingly blue his eyes were.
"Yeah, it's fine," she said quietly. His smile got wider and he ruffled up her hair with his hand before walking off with his bow. She laughed silently, and then felt a warm glow in her heart. He had finally returned to her, and spent a whole afternoon just with her. At the time, nothing made her happier.
Emalyn picked up her bow, and felt the creases carved in it the way that Legolas had done earlier and softly closed her eyes. She took in the moment, and then began to walk back to her room.
ONE WEEK LATER
As a tear dripped from her eye, Emalyn lay in bed. She didn't know why she was so depressed. Finally, after more than a year of waiting, Legolas had come back to her, but she was still depressed. She hadn't talked to him at all since last week when he had first arrived. She'd seen him surrounded by the press, and even in the papers, but he hadn't said anything to her all week.
'He's a hero now, he's too busy for me,' she couldn't help but think, but it only brought more tears.
For her, it felt even worse that he was actually home but not with her than for him to be away. She felt like he was ignoring her; that he had grown too important for his best friend, and that killed her. She put her face into her pillow and painfully shut her tear-filled eyes.
Meanwhile, Legolas was having pictures taken of him for a newspaper article.
"Break!" the photographer said, and Legolas put down his bow and arrow. He walked over to get a drink of water, and saw one of his friends nearby.
"Hey Raedan." Legolas said, taking a sip of water.
"Hey, so how have things been going with Emalyn? She missed you a lot when you were gone," Raedan said, giving Legolas a glare.
"Well I haven't seen her that much lately, I guess… with the press and all," he said, feeling a little guilty.
"She's been really depressed lately. Maybe it's too much for her, you know? She won't talk to anyone and really hasn't been herself," Raedan took a sip of water as well.
Legolas felt a stabbing pain, "Man, I feel horrible, you know? I should talk to her,"
Raedan patted him on the back and smiled, "Thanks, she was beginning to make me upset too," He walked off, when they called Legolas again. He walked over to the photographer, but he couldn't get Emalyn out of his mind.
Later that day, as soon as Legolas was done working, he stopped by the clearing that Emalyn had showed him. Surely enough, he saw her with her head lowered, sitting on the bench.
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry," he spoke up. She turned around, saw him, and turned back quickly. The few seconds that he saw her face, he could see that she was crying. It felt like someone stabbed a knife into his stomach.
He walked over to her and sat on the bench next to her. He peered up into her misty green eyes and said quietly, "Can you tell me what's wrong, Emmy?" She stared into his eyes for a second, as if she was thinking, and then looked back down at the ground. Emalyn closed her eyes, and nodded, but she still couldn't look at him. Every time she did, she only experienced more pain. She was deathly afraid of how much he was hurting her.
Legolas tried very hard to stay calm, but he was too frustrated. Without talking at all, he just got up and left quietly, to think. As he ran out of the forest, Emalyn watched him go, and began to cry silently.
As the days went by, Legolas went on with his life. He couldn't help but feel terrible that she was so upset, and it was eating away at him whether he wanted it to or not. Every time he saw her passing, he got a sharp pain in his stomach, to the point where he was worried. He needed advice, so he went to one person who had helped him before.
"Raedan, I need your help," Legolas said, sneaking up on his friend.
Raedan was a smaller elf, and he wasn't much of a warrior. However, Legolas always knew to come to him for help.
"What's bothering you, Legolas?" he said, giving Legolas his complete attention.
"Every time I see Emalyn, I get pains in my stomach, especially if she looks really upset," he looked at Raedan, who was blankly staring back, "I mean; all of the time."
"Easy," he replied simply, as if it really was that easy.
"What's easy?"
"You like her" Raedan smiled and winked at Legolas.
"Of course I like her, she's my best fr-" Raedan was giving him that look, "No, we've been nothing more than friends for our whole lives."
"Legolas, you should listen to your heart, it's doing you a favor. You two have been apart for too long, and now you're feeling her pain. It's go to be love, and you know it." Raedan said, and he walked away, not wanting Legolas to respond.
Legolas thought for a minute, 'Do I?' he asked himself. He looked up and walked out of the door. There was something that he knew he had to do.
"Right now?" he said, glancing at the woman and then at Emalyn, who smiled a little.
"You bet," she said, sounding like a balloon with the air slowly being squeezed out of it. He rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Okay. Be right there." Legolas tightly hugged Emalyn again, and then held her by the shoulders; "I'm so sorry I have to go, but I'll come back and visit again, okay?" he smiled. Emalyn noted at how amazingly blue his eyes were.
"Yeah, it's fine," she said quietly. His smile got wider and he ruffled up her hair with his hand before walking off with his bow. She laughed silently, and then felt a warm glow in her heart. He had finally returned to her, and spent a whole afternoon just with her. At the time, nothing made her happier.
Emalyn picked up her bow, and felt the creases carved in it the way that Legolas had done earlier and softly closed her eyes. She took in the moment, and then began to walk back to her room.
ONE WEEK LATER
As a tear dripped from her eye, Emalyn lay in bed. She didn't know why she was so depressed. Finally, after more than a year of waiting, Legolas had come back to her, but she was still depressed. She hadn't talked to him at all since last week when he had first arrived. She'd seen him surrounded by the press, and even in the papers, but he hadn't said anything to her all week.
'He's a hero now, he's too busy for me,' she couldn't help but think, but it only brought more tears.
For her, it felt even worse that he was actually home but not with her than for him to be away. She felt like he was ignoring her; that he had grown too important for his best friend, and that killed her. She put her face into her pillow and painfully shut her tear-filled eyes.
Meanwhile, Legolas was having pictures taken of him for a newspaper article.
"Break!" the photographer said, and Legolas put down his bow and arrow. He walked over to get a drink of water, and saw one of his friends nearby.
"Hey Raedan." Legolas said, taking a sip of water.
"Hey, so how have things been going with Emalyn? She missed you a lot when you were gone," Raedan said, giving Legolas a glare.
"Well I haven't seen her that much lately, I guess… with the press and all," he said, feeling a little guilty.
"She's been really depressed lately. Maybe it's too much for her, you know? She won't talk to anyone and really hasn't been herself," Raedan took a sip of water as well.
Legolas felt a stabbing pain, "Man, I feel horrible, you know? I should talk to her,"
Raedan patted him on the back and smiled, "Thanks, she was beginning to make me upset too," He walked off, when they called Legolas again. He walked over to the photographer, but he couldn't get Emalyn out of his mind.
Later that day, as soon as Legolas was done working, he stopped by the clearing that Emalyn had showed him. Surely enough, he saw her with her head lowered, sitting on the bench.
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry," he spoke up. She turned around, saw him, and turned back quickly. The few seconds that he saw her face, he could see that she was crying. It felt like someone stabbed a knife into his stomach.
He walked over to her and sat on the bench next to her. He peered up into her misty green eyes and said quietly, "Can you tell me what's wrong, Emmy?" She stared into his eyes for a second, as if she was thinking, and then looked back down at the ground. Emalyn closed her eyes, and nodded, but she still couldn't look at him. Every time she did, she only experienced more pain. She was deathly afraid of how much he was hurting her.
Legolas tried very hard to stay calm, but he was too frustrated. Without talking at all, he just got up and left quietly, to think. As he ran out of the forest, Emalyn watched him go, and began to cry silently.
As the days went by, Legolas went on with his life. He couldn't help but feel terrible that she was so upset, and it was eating away at him whether he wanted it to or not. Every time he saw her passing, he got a sharp pain in his stomach, to the point where he was worried. He needed advice, so he went to one person who had helped him before.
"Raedan, I need your help," Legolas said, sneaking up on his friend.
Raedan was a smaller elf, and he wasn't much of a warrior. However, Legolas always knew to come to him for help.
"What's bothering you, Legolas?" he said, giving Legolas his complete attention.
"Every time I see Emalyn, I get pains in my stomach, especially if she looks really upset," he looked at Raedan, who was blankly staring back, "I mean; all of the time."
"Easy," he replied simply, as if it really was that easy.
"What's easy?"
"You like her" Raedan smiled and winked at Legolas.
"Of course I like her, she's my best fr-" Raedan was giving him that look, "No, we've been nothing more than friends for our whole lives."
"Legolas, you should listen to your heart, it's doing you a favor. You two have been apart for too long, and now you're feeling her pain. It's go to be love, and you know it." Raedan said, and he walked away, not wanting Legolas to respond.
Legolas thought for a minute, 'Do I?' he asked himself. He looked up and walked out of the door. There was something that he knew he had to do.