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Note: This story is inspired by the humor story "Darling, Why Does Our Child Look Like a Ranger?", but this is angst. It is written by two people, so you will notice the writing style changes chapter by chapter. Menel is the daughter of Eowyn and Aragorn, and Faramir knows. She is five in this chapter. It is from Menel's perspective.
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I don't understand it. Whenever daddy looks at me, he tells me he loves me, but I know it isn't true. I can see the hate in his eyes, and I have felt him shudder when he touches me. But it isn't ME that bothers him. It is something else, I am sure, something I didn't have control over.
Sometimes, especially after he drinks or smokes, daddy gets very angry, and he screams. One time, he slapped me, and called me a bastard child. I don't know what it means, but I know it is bad. And then I start crying. I am only five, and I don't know what I did wrong. And then daddy stops screaming and hugs me for a long, long time.
So I asked mommy what a "bastard" meant. It didn't work too well.
"Faramir! You know it was a mistake! I was foolish! Don't blame it on the child!" she screamed, crying. She hadn't answered either. Daddy was crying, too. "I try to look at her, but whenever I see Menel, I do not see an innocent child. I only see what she was born of. And that is what I curse." Mommy bit her lip, and then picked me up and hugged me.
"Look at her. She doesn't have a clue what is going on." I looked up at mommy. She knew how I felt, but she wasn't about to tell me why daddy hated me. I hadn't done anything wrong.
"Daddy? Am I a bad girl?" I asked, crying. I must have done something very bad. But I couldn't figure out what. It wasn't that book I tore, I'm sure. I think it is something someone else did.
Daddy smiled. "No, you are not. You are good, and I love you very much." He lies. I can see it in his eyes as plain as day.
Note: This story is inspired by the humor story "Darling, Why Does Our Child Look Like a Ranger?", but this is angst. It is written by two people, so you will notice the writing style changes chapter by chapter. Menel is the daughter of Eowyn and Aragorn, and Faramir knows. She is five in this chapter. It is from Menel's perspective.
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I don't understand it. Whenever daddy looks at me, he tells me he loves me, but I know it isn't true. I can see the hate in his eyes, and I have felt him shudder when he touches me. But it isn't ME that bothers him. It is something else, I am sure, something I didn't have control over.
Sometimes, especially after he drinks or smokes, daddy gets very angry, and he screams. One time, he slapped me, and called me a bastard child. I don't know what it means, but I know it is bad. And then I start crying. I am only five, and I don't know what I did wrong. And then daddy stops screaming and hugs me for a long, long time.
So I asked mommy what a "bastard" meant. It didn't work too well.
"Faramir! You know it was a mistake! I was foolish! Don't blame it on the child!" she screamed, crying. She hadn't answered either. Daddy was crying, too. "I try to look at her, but whenever I see Menel, I do not see an innocent child. I only see what she was born of. And that is what I curse." Mommy bit her lip, and then picked me up and hugged me.
"Look at her. She doesn't have a clue what is going on." I looked up at mommy. She knew how I felt, but she wasn't about to tell me why daddy hated me. I hadn't done anything wrong.
"Daddy? Am I a bad girl?" I asked, crying. I must have done something very bad. But I couldn't figure out what. It wasn't that book I tore, I'm sure. I think it is something someone else did.
Daddy smiled. "No, you are not. You are good, and I love you very much." He lies. I can see it in his eyes as plain as day.