Plans of Leaving
Lauren didn't have time to notice the black blood dripping from her sword and from her hands. She had never felt so pumped before. She had no idea where King Thranduil had gone and all she had in mind was impressing everyone. She didn't want to let anyone down. If they wanted to call her Brilaglar, than she was going to try to play the part.
The hours seemed like days as the number of orcs was split and half, but only a few elves lost their lives. Orcs started climbing the trees like tons of spiders, but the griffins picked the elves up out of the trees. Lauren glanced up to see Legolas being taken into the air and set down on the ground with many other elves.
One large orc lifted his weapon and screamed a word. It sent all of the orcs running into the forest. "They're retreating!" Lauren heard someone say.
"They will come back!" yelled the king. "And so will we! Return to the palace!"
Lauren just stood there, looking for her horse. She remembered falling off, but she didn't know what had happened to him after that.
"Lauren, there you are!" Legolas yelled, riding up with his horse. "Come, you must ride with me."
Lauren climbed on his tall horse with some trouble. Then they were off. With all the bouncing on the way back, she started to realize how many scratches and bruises she had. She had an unbearable headache that she had gotten from falling off of Morthalion and hitting her head on a dead orc's head. How gross!
"Are you okay?" Legolas asked.
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"I don't know. I feel like I can sense pain in my head, but it's not of any injury I have," Legolas answered.
Lauren sighed. "That spell book didn't say anything about you sensing my pain."
"So you are hurt?"
"I have a big bruise on my head, I think," Lauren shrugged.
"Lord, we looked for the Orcs' camp and found it! It is empty! Even their store of food is gone! I believe they have left, for good."
Thranduil was amazed. "I do not believe it! We will wait to hear from the griffins before we make any decisions."
Orodmir came in. "There is no need to wait! We need not do anything, but rejoice! The orcs HAVE been spotted on their way out of Mirkwood. This wood will be a lot less evil!"
Thranduil jumped up. "Then celebrate we shall!"
"OW!" Lauren groaned as the "elf-doctor" put a medicine on her head.
"You don't have only a bruise! The front of your scalp is a huge bruise with a gash in the middle!"
"Damn, no wonder it hurts so bad!" Lauren whined.
"Legolas is pretty hurt too," the elf said, shaking his head.
"Really?" she asked. 'Poor Legolas!' she thought.
"Yes, these deep gashes against his back and scrapes all on his knuckles," he said. "He won't tell anyone about it though. He doesn't complain about anything, I don't think! Well, you're free to leave! Get ready for the celebration tonight!"
"Celebration? What are we celebrating?"
He looked surprised. "You didn't know? Well, I'll tell you..."
As soon as Lauren heard the news she was very happy. But at the same time sad. She wasn't sure if she wanted to leave Mirkwood at all. She had a bad feeling about all of this. This was all too soon. Wars were long and the Orcs shouldn't have left so soon, should they have? Lauren didn't understand why, but she had a feeling it wasn't over yet.
That night all the elves went outside in the forest and made a fire. They danced around it, sang, and ate. They kind of reminded Lauren of Indians or something. They no longer wore Robes, but the men were in pants and the girls wore skirts and blouses. Legolas and Lauren just watched and clapped. "Do you have to leave?" Legolas finally said.
Lauren smiled. He acted like he'd really miss her. "It is my home. I should go back."
Legolas thought for a moment. "This place can never be your home?"
"Legolas, you're an awesome friend and I'd love to stay and hang around this amazing place, but the real place for me is with my family."
"Maybe they can be my family too! We have gotten too close. You can't just leave. I'm embarrassed to say so, but I don't have any friends, but you."
Lauren laughed halfheartedly. "Legolas, all of these elves here would love to be your friend! I can tell all of the girls would love to be more than that."
"But why? Cause I'm the wealthiest? I can give them anything they want? To them I'm kinda like a celebrity as I've heard you call them. I can't trust anyone. They all want something from me. My last best friend always asked for my money and before that, I had a girlfriend that would brag about me to her friends, but cheat on me! I know you're not like that."
"I'm sorry that's what it's like for you. I would love for you to come to Earth, but I think things might be better back to normal.
Legolas sighed. "I will tell the truth. I'd hate for you to go."
"Well, I'm going to leave tomorrow and I will tell the truth too. I'm going to miss you."
Before Lauren knew it, Legolas's face was getting closer to hers. They got closer and closer till their lips were almost touching.
A dancing elf almost fell on them and stepped on Lauren's hand, making her jump up.
"Ow!" She said.
"I'm sorry!" he said.
"It's okay," Lauren answered as he walked away. Then she turned to Legolas. "I think I'll go inside. Want to come?"
"Sure," Legolas said.
Lauren sat on her bed brushing her hair and Legolas laid on the foot of the bed. "You look tired," Lauren said, but Legolas sort of jumped and got up. "Uh, what was that?" he mumbled. "You woke me up."
Lauren looked a little skeptical. "Okay, weirdo. I said 'you look tired.' How can you sleep with you eyes open?"
"Elves do that sometimes. Damn, I'm so tired I don't want to go to my own bed."
"That's cause this place is like a small underground city and your room is kind of far!"
"My father would kill me if he knew I asked you this, but can I just sleep here?"
Lauren felt weird about letting him stay with her. She honestly had never slept with a boy alone...well, she had, but that was at a co-ed slumber party and she had other people in the room. "Um...okay."
"I'll sleep outside the blanket. I remember what happened last time we slept near each other," Legolas said.
Lauren blushed. Legolas blew out the candle and they both went to sleep.
Lauren woke up with Legolas snuggled up against her back. She just laid there wondering if he was doing that on purpose.
"Nah, that's silly," Lauren thought.
"What's silly?" Legolas asked getting up.
"Huh?"
"You told me in your mind, 'nah, that's silly!'"
"Oh," Lauren paused. "I didn't mean that directly to you."
Legolas nodded. "Oh," he said, then paused. "You can't leave today."
Lauren remembered her plan to leave. "I'm going to leave."
"Will it hurt you to stay another week?"
"Well, my parents must be freaked as it is! Now that you've reminded me, I'm going to go," she said. She pulled out the small mirror from the drawer and looked at it, then back at Legolas.
"I can't wish myself back?" Lauren asked.
Legolas shook his head. "Please don't leave. I have to tell you something."
"What is it, Legolas?"
"I...I think I've fallen in love with you," he said slowly. Lauren just stared at him, feeling as if she was going to faint. Never did she think a prince would like HER, let alone Prince LEGOLAS. He got closer to her. "I don't just think, I KNOW I'm in love with you. I've never felt this way and I don't want you to just walk out on me...the first girl I ever fell in love with."
"Why?" Lauren choked out.
Legolas's eyes widened. "WHY?! Cause your great! Your fun, you're the bravest girl I've ever met, your sweet, and the most beautiful person I've ever seen...ever"
She was more choked up than ever, but Legolas still continued. "Your different from all of the elves and anyone I've ever met...! Say something, please, I feel strange."
"Legolas," Lauren talked really slowly, trying to absorb all that she had just heard. He got closer to her and she got closer to them and she did something she never thought she would. She kissed Legolas. First it was just an innocent peck, then they started putting their arms around each other and kissed deeply. Legolas put his hand to Lauren's face and Lauren put her hands on his back and pulled him close.
"Owww!" Legolas groaned, kind of in her mouth and he pulled back, falling on he bed. "It hurts, Lauren."
"Oh no," Lauren said, remembering what the doctor said. "Your back!" She pulled up the back of his shirt and gasped. There were bandages all the way around his chest and around his back. There was a lot of brown, dried blood all through the bandages.
"See," Legolas smiled. "You can't leave me now. I need you here."
Lauren looked at the mirror on the bed that she had dropped. She picked it up and put it back in the drawer. "Good, cause I'm not leaving...yet."
*hides face* That was dumb and mary-sue, but whatever. Sorry.
Lauren didn't have time to notice the black blood dripping from her sword and from her hands. She had never felt so pumped before. She had no idea where King Thranduil had gone and all she had in mind was impressing everyone. She didn't want to let anyone down. If they wanted to call her Brilaglar, than she was going to try to play the part.
The hours seemed like days as the number of orcs was split and half, but only a few elves lost their lives. Orcs started climbing the trees like tons of spiders, but the griffins picked the elves up out of the trees. Lauren glanced up to see Legolas being taken into the air and set down on the ground with many other elves.
One large orc lifted his weapon and screamed a word. It sent all of the orcs running into the forest. "They're retreating!" Lauren heard someone say.
"They will come back!" yelled the king. "And so will we! Return to the palace!"
Lauren just stood there, looking for her horse. She remembered falling off, but she didn't know what had happened to him after that.
"Lauren, there you are!" Legolas yelled, riding up with his horse. "Come, you must ride with me."
Lauren climbed on his tall horse with some trouble. Then they were off. With all the bouncing on the way back, she started to realize how many scratches and bruises she had. She had an unbearable headache that she had gotten from falling off of Morthalion and hitting her head on a dead orc's head. How gross!
"Are you okay?" Legolas asked.
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"I don't know. I feel like I can sense pain in my head, but it's not of any injury I have," Legolas answered.
Lauren sighed. "That spell book didn't say anything about you sensing my pain."
"So you are hurt?"
"I have a big bruise on my head, I think," Lauren shrugged.
"Lord, we looked for the Orcs' camp and found it! It is empty! Even their store of food is gone! I believe they have left, for good."
Thranduil was amazed. "I do not believe it! We will wait to hear from the griffins before we make any decisions."
Orodmir came in. "There is no need to wait! We need not do anything, but rejoice! The orcs HAVE been spotted on their way out of Mirkwood. This wood will be a lot less evil!"
Thranduil jumped up. "Then celebrate we shall!"
"OW!" Lauren groaned as the "elf-doctor" put a medicine on her head.
"You don't have only a bruise! The front of your scalp is a huge bruise with a gash in the middle!"
"Damn, no wonder it hurts so bad!" Lauren whined.
"Legolas is pretty hurt too," the elf said, shaking his head.
"Really?" she asked. 'Poor Legolas!' she thought.
"Yes, these deep gashes against his back and scrapes all on his knuckles," he said. "He won't tell anyone about it though. He doesn't complain about anything, I don't think! Well, you're free to leave! Get ready for the celebration tonight!"
"Celebration? What are we celebrating?"
He looked surprised. "You didn't know? Well, I'll tell you..."
As soon as Lauren heard the news she was very happy. But at the same time sad. She wasn't sure if she wanted to leave Mirkwood at all. She had a bad feeling about all of this. This was all too soon. Wars were long and the Orcs shouldn't have left so soon, should they have? Lauren didn't understand why, but she had a feeling it wasn't over yet.
That night all the elves went outside in the forest and made a fire. They danced around it, sang, and ate. They kind of reminded Lauren of Indians or something. They no longer wore Robes, but the men were in pants and the girls wore skirts and blouses. Legolas and Lauren just watched and clapped. "Do you have to leave?" Legolas finally said.
Lauren smiled. He acted like he'd really miss her. "It is my home. I should go back."
Legolas thought for a moment. "This place can never be your home?"
"Legolas, you're an awesome friend and I'd love to stay and hang around this amazing place, but the real place for me is with my family."
"Maybe they can be my family too! We have gotten too close. You can't just leave. I'm embarrassed to say so, but I don't have any friends, but you."
Lauren laughed halfheartedly. "Legolas, all of these elves here would love to be your friend! I can tell all of the girls would love to be more than that."
"But why? Cause I'm the wealthiest? I can give them anything they want? To them I'm kinda like a celebrity as I've heard you call them. I can't trust anyone. They all want something from me. My last best friend always asked for my money and before that, I had a girlfriend that would brag about me to her friends, but cheat on me! I know you're not like that."
"I'm sorry that's what it's like for you. I would love for you to come to Earth, but I think things might be better back to normal.
Legolas sighed. "I will tell the truth. I'd hate for you to go."
"Well, I'm going to leave tomorrow and I will tell the truth too. I'm going to miss you."
Before Lauren knew it, Legolas's face was getting closer to hers. They got closer and closer till their lips were almost touching.
A dancing elf almost fell on them and stepped on Lauren's hand, making her jump up.
"Ow!" She said.
"I'm sorry!" he said.
"It's okay," Lauren answered as he walked away. Then she turned to Legolas. "I think I'll go inside. Want to come?"
"Sure," Legolas said.
Lauren sat on her bed brushing her hair and Legolas laid on the foot of the bed. "You look tired," Lauren said, but Legolas sort of jumped and got up. "Uh, what was that?" he mumbled. "You woke me up."
Lauren looked a little skeptical. "Okay, weirdo. I said 'you look tired.' How can you sleep with you eyes open?"
"Elves do that sometimes. Damn, I'm so tired I don't want to go to my own bed."
"That's cause this place is like a small underground city and your room is kind of far!"
"My father would kill me if he knew I asked you this, but can I just sleep here?"
Lauren felt weird about letting him stay with her. She honestly had never slept with a boy alone...well, she had, but that was at a co-ed slumber party and she had other people in the room. "Um...okay."
"I'll sleep outside the blanket. I remember what happened last time we slept near each other," Legolas said.
Lauren blushed. Legolas blew out the candle and they both went to sleep.
Lauren woke up with Legolas snuggled up against her back. She just laid there wondering if he was doing that on purpose.
"Nah, that's silly," Lauren thought.
"What's silly?" Legolas asked getting up.
"Huh?"
"You told me in your mind, 'nah, that's silly!'"
"Oh," Lauren paused. "I didn't mean that directly to you."
Legolas nodded. "Oh," he said, then paused. "You can't leave today."
Lauren remembered her plan to leave. "I'm going to leave."
"Will it hurt you to stay another week?"
"Well, my parents must be freaked as it is! Now that you've reminded me, I'm going to go," she said. She pulled out the small mirror from the drawer and looked at it, then back at Legolas.
"I can't wish myself back?" Lauren asked.
Legolas shook his head. "Please don't leave. I have to tell you something."
"What is it, Legolas?"
"I...I think I've fallen in love with you," he said slowly. Lauren just stared at him, feeling as if she was going to faint. Never did she think a prince would like HER, let alone Prince LEGOLAS. He got closer to her. "I don't just think, I KNOW I'm in love with you. I've never felt this way and I don't want you to just walk out on me...the first girl I ever fell in love with."
"Why?" Lauren choked out.
Legolas's eyes widened. "WHY?! Cause your great! Your fun, you're the bravest girl I've ever met, your sweet, and the most beautiful person I've ever seen...ever"
She was more choked up than ever, but Legolas still continued. "Your different from all of the elves and anyone I've ever met...! Say something, please, I feel strange."
"Legolas," Lauren talked really slowly, trying to absorb all that she had just heard. He got closer to her and she got closer to them and she did something she never thought she would. She kissed Legolas. First it was just an innocent peck, then they started putting their arms around each other and kissed deeply. Legolas put his hand to Lauren's face and Lauren put her hands on his back and pulled him close.
"Owww!" Legolas groaned, kind of in her mouth and he pulled back, falling on he bed. "It hurts, Lauren."
"Oh no," Lauren said, remembering what the doctor said. "Your back!" She pulled up the back of his shirt and gasped. There were bandages all the way around his chest and around his back. There was a lot of brown, dried blood all through the bandages.
"See," Legolas smiled. "You can't leave me now. I need you here."
Lauren looked at the mirror on the bed that she had dropped. She picked it up and put it back in the drawer. "Good, cause I'm not leaving...yet."
*hides face* That was dumb and mary-sue, but whatever. Sorry.