a/n: i'm now taking like 15 credit hours at two different schools so i am a little busy. but since i love tolkien and esp. legolas so much, i will go ahead and keep writing. besides i need the practice. two of my classes are creative writing and british literature. make sure to leave me suggestions and questions, i will answer them. ^~^ i will fix this thing! love, sarah.
Everlease made sure to hurry this morning, as much as she could without ruining her make-up. She sinched up her corset and threw on a dress, then woke up Ryan and hastily applied his small elf ears and put him in his clothes. They ran to the door and she yanked it open, only to find Legolas sitting cross legged on the ground before them. Everlease had to stop herself before she tripped right over him. He looked traumatized.
"Oh, Lord!" she cried. "God, are you alright? You look awful!"
Legolas stared up at her, then raised himself up to his full height, a full six feet and three inches. he stared down at her face. "What is that man, and why is he allowed to live amongst people such as yourself?"
Everlease now felt the guilt surge through her. She really had left him with Carter, and Carter really was the devil incarnate. What had she been thinking? God, I wonder if he drank or smoked anything Carter gave him? She had no time to answer herself, because he interrupted her thoughts.
"I am now, as a result of last night, filthy with the stench of that man's lair. His foul words ring in my ears and his grossly intoxicated face lingers on the backs of my eyelids. I do not know how he has existed in this world. Might I ask what his purpose is, and whether he is true to it?" Legolas spat out, vaguely aware that Everlease' pride appeared to be shrinking.
Everlease knew that her guilt was shining through. "God, I am so sorry," she murmured, pulling him into the apartment with her. "Are you hungry? Would you like anything to eat? Do you just need to sleep somewhere? You didn't drink anything he gave you did you? Oh, God, I feel so bad!" Everlease began to chide herself aloud. "Why would I do this to anyone? How could I leave anyone with that freaking bastard?" She nervously trekked into the kitchen to get him a Coke or something. Everlease begin to call for him to ask what he wanted but then realized that she didn't even know his real name. "Hey," she called timidly. "Is this kind of a bad time to ask you what your real name is?"
Legolas strode into the kitchen and grabbed her by her shoulders making her give a little gasp. "I will speak in all truthfulness now, Milady. Will you hear me out?" Everlease nodded, scared. She couldn't reach her knives. Legolas continued. "I am from Middle-Earth, the third age. My real name is Legolas Greenleaf and I am the Prince of Mirkwood. So far I have been treated as a joker, a stranger, an enemy, and an unwanted burden, but not as a Prince! And not even as a friend." Everlease looked down. "I ask only that you try to listen to me. Whether you believe me or not, I am who I say I am, and would like a little more respect. An Elf such as yourself should know better than to treat royalty as a child." He subconsciously shook her lightly and then pushed her away.
Everlease was idle only for a second. Then in a flash she was up against him with the tip of a knife to his throat. Her words were deep and she nearly growled as she spoke. "My name is Mary and I am a mother and I have nothing against you but your recent violence. I did apologize and I did it sincerely. While you are in my home, you will behave as a normal human being and I will not sit idly by while you intimidate me in front of my child in my household. I have tried to be a friend to you and you have repaid me in all shamelessness and rudeness. If you were what you say you are, you would show more chilvalry towards me. I don't believe you for one second because this is America and America is full of stark raving lunitics like you and me. I know what I am and I know what you are. We're both liars in our own forms, but I will not have you treat me like a slave. You're no God-damned prince to me. So you can take your act out of my house and stay away from me and my child." Everlease lowered the blade and as a second thought, slit his shoulder. "Bastard," she growled. "Get out!"
Legolas stared down at her small face and wondered at her. But he did not have time to wonder long. He walked calmly from the kitchen and exited the apartment, then the building. As he walked through the parking lot, he heard Everlease run down with a crying Ryan, and speed away in her car. He calmly walked through the feild to Burrough's Park. The blood flowed out of his shoulder but he didn't care.
a/n: i know this is crappy and sort of depressing. but come on, you've got to be realistic. what, was she just going to stand there and take that crap? and don't tell me that he wasn't going to dish it out. i'm just being a realist. kisses! love, sarah.