Foolish Ideas
A few hours had passed and the doctor had come over and bandaged up Jake's back. Mom had taken pictures of Jake's back for court that was going to be in a week.
"He'll have to sleep on his stomach for a few days and shouldn't do much physical activities, but he'll be fine soon. I would recommend Disascratch to you, which is a cream that helps scars fade faster."
"Thank you, Doctor Laurenze. I appreciate you coming here on such short notice."
"Oh, it was no problem at all. I just hope that you'll be able to keep Jake with you. That's what you want, Jake, isn't it?"
"Yes, sir," he says. "I like Emma and her mom."
The doctor smiled. "Well, who doesn't?"
That night my mom and dad talked for hours about Jake staying with us in the kitchen while he just laid on the couch on his stomach and watched TV. From what I had overheard earlier, Elrond seemed to want Jake to stay with us so I guessed that it would happen. I hoped it would. I so wanted to squeeze that little kid and tell him how great he was. He had told me his parents called him faggot and all this other stuff.
I laid in my bed thinking about how it would be to have a little brother around. What if he could go to Gondor high with me? That'd be cool! I could look after him!
My phone rang and I grabbed it from where I sat on my bed. "Hey," I say.
"Emma, I'm really bored," Arwen says. "What are you doing?"
"I'm just laying in bed," I say. "Want to come over?"
"Yea, sure," she says. "I'll be right over."
I start to clean up my room and when I'm almost done, the doorbell rings. I run downstairs to get it, but Jake gets it before me.
"Well, hi there!" Arwen says, startled to see Jake. Cashdogg runs through the living room to greet Arwen.
"Hey, Arwen!" I say.
Arwen comes in. "Whose this?" she asks, referring to Jake.
"He's my buddy Jake. He's staying here for awhile," I say.
"Aw, that's sweet. He's so cute," Arwen says, rubbing her hand on top of his head. Jake smiles and starts to blush. "Hi," he says strangely girlyish and high-pitched. He coughs. "Uh...I mean HEY."
I laugh. "Someone's got a crush," I taunt.
"I do not," he grumbles and turns back to the TV.
Eomer POV
"So," Eowyn says. "I talked to Emma the other day about Talim and Legolas. What do you think?"
"Huh?" I say. What is Eowyn talking about?
"Didn't you know!" she exclaims. "Talim and Legolas are going out! They've been going out for days!"
"What? But...I talked to her two days ago and she never said anything about it! Why? And WHY would they go out?"
"Beats me," she says. "I never thought they'd LIKE each other, but I heard they're really cute together, actually."
I gritted my teeth. Legolas with my baby girl? What the fuck? Maybe if I got the chance I could visit her and prove I could still be the guy she wanted! I didn't want anyone but her!
Legolas POV
I put my arm around Talim's shoulders and we turn on School Spirit 3. "I love this movie," Talim says.
"Ya know what," I say suddenly. "We haven't kissed since...well, since the first time we kissed and we've been going out for like five days? What's with that?"
Talim squirms uncomfortably. "I don't know why..."
"Let's experiment real quick...if I kissed you right now would it be weird? Would you feel uncomfortable?"
Talim looks at me dumbfounded. "No, you're my boyfriend! What would feel weird about it?"
"Are you SURE?" I press.
"Of course I'm sure," she says.
"Okay," I say, leaning into her and gently kissing her lips with my eyes closed. But in my head I can't picture Talim...I can only picture Emma. I open my eyes just a little and kiss Talim again, but just looking at her and kissing her doesn't feel right at all.
"Okay, that's enough Legolas!" she says, and pushes me.
I pull back immediately. "Sorry," she says. "I...it just doesn't feel right. Whether we have things in common or not, I don't think we can be more than friends..."
I nod understandingly. "Are you mad?" she says
I shake my head. "No, actually. I think you're right. I still feel...attracted to Emma."
She sighs. "And I miss Eomer."
"Well, this is it," I say. "I'm glad we both realized it."
"Me too," she agrees. "Now I'm going to go. I feel like going on a walk and just thinking."
Emma POV
"Poor, Jake," Arwen whispers, putting a blanket over the sleeping figure on the couch. "I feel so bad for him. He's so sweet, but he talks so sadly."
"I know," I agree, smiling at him. "He's a great kid and I hope he gets to stay. I've always wanted another kid around the house. Edoran wasn't around for very much."
"Yea, well, let's let him sleep peacefully and we can go sneak out."
"Sneak out?" I say. "To where?"
"I don't know! Why don't we go clubbing or something?"
"Nah," I say. "We always do that. How about we go toilet papering Meliah's house?"
So Arwen and I spent our little night out, giggling and toilet papering Meliah's, eating doughnuts, shopping for Jake in this shop called Grafitiki, and 'borrowing' some beers from these drunk Seniors outside of Grafitiki.
"Whoaeee!!" Arwen howls, bumping into me and sending me against a pole.
"Stop it, you little fagwit!" I say, pushing Arwen back.
"Where are we?" Arwen asks dreamily. We stop and look around. "Hey! We're at Jake's parent's house!" I exclaim.
"Ooh, the BAD people," Arwen says. "Let's pour beer on their doors!"
"Okay!" I cry and pour my beer on the door. "Ooh, I got a good idea! We will scare them out of their pants, we will!" I pull out my red lipstick and scribble on their door, 'You are dead.'
"Hum hum!" Arwen says to herself and then giggles madly.
"Hey girls." We turn to see a few guys in a convertible. "Wanna take a ride with us?"
"Sorry BUDDY, I have a boyfriend named Aracorny!" Arwen says, swinging her last beer.
"No, I think you should come with us!" another one insists. "We got lots of beer."
"Yay! Beer!" I find myself jumping with excitement and getting in the car. "Arwen? You coming?"
"I've always wondered what it'd be like to ride with talking beers. I guess it can't hurt, ya know?"
"We'll take you sexy drunk ladies to the hottest club," one says and kind of nuzzles my ear with his lips. "Roanies."
"We're not drunk!" I tell him.
They roll their eyes at me. "It's okay. It makes things funner. Have another drink."
"YAY!" I cry out, snatching the beer bottle from his hands. But for some reason Arwen decides not to take one. Instead, she keeps on babbling about the shirts she bought Jake while she twirls the bag around.
Darien POV
I walk inside of my house with my mom to find Aragorn sitting at the table eating cereal. "Dude, it's two o' clock and you're here eating cereal! I thought you were with your mom!"
"Nah," Aragorn shrugs. "Just got back an hour ago."
My mom goes to her room and shuts the door. "Night, boys!"
"I'm too wired to go to sleep," says Aragorn. "Wanna go over to a club real quick? See if somehow we can get a drink?"
"Yea, sure, I've heard of this really cool club downtown called Roanies."
"Sweet," Aragorn says. "Let's go."
Arwen POV
We get into the club with these boys and I try to say as few things as I can too them. "Maybe we should get out of here," I whisper to Emma.
"Nonsense!" she shouts, waving her beer. "This is so fun."
"Ooh, almost too much fun," says one of the boys and gets all over her. He takes his finger and rubs it across the tips of her dress at the chest. Emma giggles really stupidly and wraps her arms around him. "Oh, your so adorable."
"And YOU are so damn sexy," he says kissing her shoulder.
"Excuse me!" I say, losing my temper. "Keep her hands off of her! I hate guys that take advantage of drunks girls and she's my non-single friend."
"I didn't hear your friend say she wanted to go," he says taking his fingers and skimming her shoulders.
"Come on, Emma, let's go," I say and grab her arm.
She jerks it away and almost falls in the process. "Silly Arwen! You so moody! This place is great. Look at all these hot boys."
"What're you going to do? She doesn't WANT to go!" the guy says.
I growl between clenched teeth. "Emma! Think about Darien! Wouldn't you rather be with Darien than this scum bag?"
"But Darien isn't here...in Gondor," Emma says, swooning.
"That's because he doesn't love you," the guy says. "He's far away cause he doesn't WANT to be with you, but I DO want to be with you, so let's forget this jerk Darien and make out...and maybe do a little more?"
I can't believe this is happening. Emma nods and starts kissing this guy she doesn't even know and she's so drunk, he practically has to hold her up!
"Oh my fucking god!" I whip around as soon as I hear Darien's voice. I look to the door to see Darien and he drops his bottle and it crashes to the floor. He doesn't move for a moment. He just watches as Emma slowly makes out with this guy. How horrible! Emma hadn't really even made out with Darien yet and here she was, when he got back from Gondor, sucking face with this ugly low-life partier!
Darien turns around and storms out, but Aragorn runs forward. He knows when he sees Emma drunk. "Hey, bitch!" he says and pushes the dude off Emma. Aragorn grabs Emma so that she doesn't fall.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" the guy yells in Aragorn's face. I gather all my courage to go up to them and grab Emma so that Aragorn can fight or yell, or whatever he needs to do.
"I don't appreciate you messing with my friend," Aragorn says giving his meanest look, which I'll mention, looks mean.
"Look fucker, I can make out with a bitch if she says its okay. No ugly dude with shaggy dumbass surfer hair is going to tell me what I can or can't do. What could you do?"
"I could do this, shitface!" Aragorn yells and punches the dude right in the nose. His nose starts bleeding so hard I can hear the blood pour. The manager grabs Aragorn and pushes him out while some of the workers get beside the bloody-faced dude.
The three of us run away from the club and to Aragorn's car. Darien sits in the passenger's seat, looking really angry. We drive off right away, girls in the back, boys in front and within a few minutes, Emma is passed out against the window.
"She didn't mean for it to happen, Darien," I say quietly. "It all happened really unexpectedly. We were just drunk by ourselves and the next think I knew was that we were in a car with boys, going to a club. I tried to stop her, but she was totally out of it."
"Hmph," Darien grumbles.
"Dude," Aragorn says. "I'm sure it was just an accident. She loves you, man, I can tell. That bastard was just trying to take advantage of her, but I gave it to him good," he then laughs. "Damn I so gave it to him! It was good shit."
"Whatever, guys. I'm not mad, just so...I don't know. It'd be just so hard to see her tomorrow and kiss her after she was sucking face with asshole. Is that dumb?"
"No," I say. "I understand, but you have to realize how much she loves you and remember, she was DRUNK."
We pull up at Emma's house and Darien helps me get her inside to her room. He looks at her without any expression. "Would she ever really cheat on me, Arwen?"
"No!" I say, startled by that question.
"Okay...well, good night."
I look back at Emma, passed out like a rock on her bed. This has NOT been the best night.
"Oh yea, and these are yours," Darien says and hands me a bag full of shirts.
"Thank you," I say. "Bye." I sigh and look at Emma again. I was going to have to tell her all the things that happened last night. I was pretty sure she wouldn't even remember them.
A few hours had passed and the doctor had come over and bandaged up Jake's back. Mom had taken pictures of Jake's back for court that was going to be in a week.
"He'll have to sleep on his stomach for a few days and shouldn't do much physical activities, but he'll be fine soon. I would recommend Disascratch to you, which is a cream that helps scars fade faster."
"Thank you, Doctor Laurenze. I appreciate you coming here on such short notice."
"Oh, it was no problem at all. I just hope that you'll be able to keep Jake with you. That's what you want, Jake, isn't it?"
"Yes, sir," he says. "I like Emma and her mom."
The doctor smiled. "Well, who doesn't?"
That night my mom and dad talked for hours about Jake staying with us in the kitchen while he just laid on the couch on his stomach and watched TV. From what I had overheard earlier, Elrond seemed to want Jake to stay with us so I guessed that it would happen. I hoped it would. I so wanted to squeeze that little kid and tell him how great he was. He had told me his parents called him faggot and all this other stuff.
I laid in my bed thinking about how it would be to have a little brother around. What if he could go to Gondor high with me? That'd be cool! I could look after him!
My phone rang and I grabbed it from where I sat on my bed. "Hey," I say.
"Emma, I'm really bored," Arwen says. "What are you doing?"
"I'm just laying in bed," I say. "Want to come over?"
"Yea, sure," she says. "I'll be right over."
I start to clean up my room and when I'm almost done, the doorbell rings. I run downstairs to get it, but Jake gets it before me.
"Well, hi there!" Arwen says, startled to see Jake. Cashdogg runs through the living room to greet Arwen.
"Hey, Arwen!" I say.
Arwen comes in. "Whose this?" she asks, referring to Jake.
"He's my buddy Jake. He's staying here for awhile," I say.
"Aw, that's sweet. He's so cute," Arwen says, rubbing her hand on top of his head. Jake smiles and starts to blush. "Hi," he says strangely girlyish and high-pitched. He coughs. "Uh...I mean HEY."
I laugh. "Someone's got a crush," I taunt.
"I do not," he grumbles and turns back to the TV.
Eomer POV
"So," Eowyn says. "I talked to Emma the other day about Talim and Legolas. What do you think?"
"Huh?" I say. What is Eowyn talking about?
"Didn't you know!" she exclaims. "Talim and Legolas are going out! They've been going out for days!"
"What? But...I talked to her two days ago and she never said anything about it! Why? And WHY would they go out?"
"Beats me," she says. "I never thought they'd LIKE each other, but I heard they're really cute together, actually."
I gritted my teeth. Legolas with my baby girl? What the fuck? Maybe if I got the chance I could visit her and prove I could still be the guy she wanted! I didn't want anyone but her!
Legolas POV
I put my arm around Talim's shoulders and we turn on School Spirit 3. "I love this movie," Talim says.
"Ya know what," I say suddenly. "We haven't kissed since...well, since the first time we kissed and we've been going out for like five days? What's with that?"
Talim squirms uncomfortably. "I don't know why..."
"Let's experiment real quick...if I kissed you right now would it be weird? Would you feel uncomfortable?"
Talim looks at me dumbfounded. "No, you're my boyfriend! What would feel weird about it?"
"Are you SURE?" I press.
"Of course I'm sure," she says.
"Okay," I say, leaning into her and gently kissing her lips with my eyes closed. But in my head I can't picture Talim...I can only picture Emma. I open my eyes just a little and kiss Talim again, but just looking at her and kissing her doesn't feel right at all.
"Okay, that's enough Legolas!" she says, and pushes me.
I pull back immediately. "Sorry," she says. "I...it just doesn't feel right. Whether we have things in common or not, I don't think we can be more than friends..."
I nod understandingly. "Are you mad?" she says
I shake my head. "No, actually. I think you're right. I still feel...attracted to Emma."
She sighs. "And I miss Eomer."
"Well, this is it," I say. "I'm glad we both realized it."
"Me too," she agrees. "Now I'm going to go. I feel like going on a walk and just thinking."
Emma POV
"Poor, Jake," Arwen whispers, putting a blanket over the sleeping figure on the couch. "I feel so bad for him. He's so sweet, but he talks so sadly."
"I know," I agree, smiling at him. "He's a great kid and I hope he gets to stay. I've always wanted another kid around the house. Edoran wasn't around for very much."
"Yea, well, let's let him sleep peacefully and we can go sneak out."
"Sneak out?" I say. "To where?"
"I don't know! Why don't we go clubbing or something?"
"Nah," I say. "We always do that. How about we go toilet papering Meliah's house?"
So Arwen and I spent our little night out, giggling and toilet papering Meliah's, eating doughnuts, shopping for Jake in this shop called Grafitiki, and 'borrowing' some beers from these drunk Seniors outside of Grafitiki.
"Whoaeee!!" Arwen howls, bumping into me and sending me against a pole.
"Stop it, you little fagwit!" I say, pushing Arwen back.
"Where are we?" Arwen asks dreamily. We stop and look around. "Hey! We're at Jake's parent's house!" I exclaim.
"Ooh, the BAD people," Arwen says. "Let's pour beer on their doors!"
"Okay!" I cry and pour my beer on the door. "Ooh, I got a good idea! We will scare them out of their pants, we will!" I pull out my red lipstick and scribble on their door, 'You are dead.'
"Hum hum!" Arwen says to herself and then giggles madly.
"Hey girls." We turn to see a few guys in a convertible. "Wanna take a ride with us?"
"Sorry BUDDY, I have a boyfriend named Aracorny!" Arwen says, swinging her last beer.
"No, I think you should come with us!" another one insists. "We got lots of beer."
"Yay! Beer!" I find myself jumping with excitement and getting in the car. "Arwen? You coming?"
"I've always wondered what it'd be like to ride with talking beers. I guess it can't hurt, ya know?"
"We'll take you sexy drunk ladies to the hottest club," one says and kind of nuzzles my ear with his lips. "Roanies."
"We're not drunk!" I tell him.
They roll their eyes at me. "It's okay. It makes things funner. Have another drink."
"YAY!" I cry out, snatching the beer bottle from his hands. But for some reason Arwen decides not to take one. Instead, she keeps on babbling about the shirts she bought Jake while she twirls the bag around.
Darien POV
I walk inside of my house with my mom to find Aragorn sitting at the table eating cereal. "Dude, it's two o' clock and you're here eating cereal! I thought you were with your mom!"
"Nah," Aragorn shrugs. "Just got back an hour ago."
My mom goes to her room and shuts the door. "Night, boys!"
"I'm too wired to go to sleep," says Aragorn. "Wanna go over to a club real quick? See if somehow we can get a drink?"
"Yea, sure, I've heard of this really cool club downtown called Roanies."
"Sweet," Aragorn says. "Let's go."
Arwen POV
We get into the club with these boys and I try to say as few things as I can too them. "Maybe we should get out of here," I whisper to Emma.
"Nonsense!" she shouts, waving her beer. "This is so fun."
"Ooh, almost too much fun," says one of the boys and gets all over her. He takes his finger and rubs it across the tips of her dress at the chest. Emma giggles really stupidly and wraps her arms around him. "Oh, your so adorable."
"And YOU are so damn sexy," he says kissing her shoulder.
"Excuse me!" I say, losing my temper. "Keep her hands off of her! I hate guys that take advantage of drunks girls and she's my non-single friend."
"I didn't hear your friend say she wanted to go," he says taking his fingers and skimming her shoulders.
"Come on, Emma, let's go," I say and grab her arm.
She jerks it away and almost falls in the process. "Silly Arwen! You so moody! This place is great. Look at all these hot boys."
"What're you going to do? She doesn't WANT to go!" the guy says.
I growl between clenched teeth. "Emma! Think about Darien! Wouldn't you rather be with Darien than this scum bag?"
"But Darien isn't here...in Gondor," Emma says, swooning.
"That's because he doesn't love you," the guy says. "He's far away cause he doesn't WANT to be with you, but I DO want to be with you, so let's forget this jerk Darien and make out...and maybe do a little more?"
I can't believe this is happening. Emma nods and starts kissing this guy she doesn't even know and she's so drunk, he practically has to hold her up!
"Oh my fucking god!" I whip around as soon as I hear Darien's voice. I look to the door to see Darien and he drops his bottle and it crashes to the floor. He doesn't move for a moment. He just watches as Emma slowly makes out with this guy. How horrible! Emma hadn't really even made out with Darien yet and here she was, when he got back from Gondor, sucking face with this ugly low-life partier!
Darien turns around and storms out, but Aragorn runs forward. He knows when he sees Emma drunk. "Hey, bitch!" he says and pushes the dude off Emma. Aragorn grabs Emma so that she doesn't fall.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" the guy yells in Aragorn's face. I gather all my courage to go up to them and grab Emma so that Aragorn can fight or yell, or whatever he needs to do.
"I don't appreciate you messing with my friend," Aragorn says giving his meanest look, which I'll mention, looks mean.
"Look fucker, I can make out with a bitch if she says its okay. No ugly dude with shaggy dumbass surfer hair is going to tell me what I can or can't do. What could you do?"
"I could do this, shitface!" Aragorn yells and punches the dude right in the nose. His nose starts bleeding so hard I can hear the blood pour. The manager grabs Aragorn and pushes him out while some of the workers get beside the bloody-faced dude.
The three of us run away from the club and to Aragorn's car. Darien sits in the passenger's seat, looking really angry. We drive off right away, girls in the back, boys in front and within a few minutes, Emma is passed out against the window.
"She didn't mean for it to happen, Darien," I say quietly. "It all happened really unexpectedly. We were just drunk by ourselves and the next think I knew was that we were in a car with boys, going to a club. I tried to stop her, but she was totally out of it."
"Hmph," Darien grumbles.
"Dude," Aragorn says. "I'm sure it was just an accident. She loves you, man, I can tell. That bastard was just trying to take advantage of her, but I gave it to him good," he then laughs. "Damn I so gave it to him! It was good shit."
"Whatever, guys. I'm not mad, just so...I don't know. It'd be just so hard to see her tomorrow and kiss her after she was sucking face with asshole. Is that dumb?"
"No," I say. "I understand, but you have to realize how much she loves you and remember, she was DRUNK."
We pull up at Emma's house and Darien helps me get her inside to her room. He looks at her without any expression. "Would she ever really cheat on me, Arwen?"
"No!" I say, startled by that question.
"Okay...well, good night."
I look back at Emma, passed out like a rock on her bed. This has NOT been the best night.
"Oh yea, and these are yours," Darien says and hands me a bag full of shirts.
"Thank you," I say. "Bye." I sigh and look at Emma again. I was going to have to tell her all the things that happened last night. I was pretty sure she wouldn't even remember them.
