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Sorry it took so long.... blah... writer's block sucks... monkeys. Anyway, on with the chapter!
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I become silent, trying to blend into the scarlet walls as I am wearing the silver dress.
"Why has everything come to this?" Elladan asks, plaintively, staring deep into the wall, as if he can see through it, beyond it, boring holes in it with his steely, grey eyes.
Silence fills the room, seeping through the cracks in the door and between floorboards, engulfing us in a state of horrible awkwardness.
"Do you remember the time," Elrohir starts, "When Elladan set the kitchen on fire?"
The room is full of hot air, stifling, walls closing in on us...
"No, I did not!" Elladan replies back, defensively.
"Yes, you did..."
"I did no such thing!"
"Yes, you did," I snap back, edgily. "I remember that. You were trying to cook... something-"
"It smelled atrocious..." Elrohir adds.
I nod in agreement, "And the whole kitchen was covered in soot for days," I say, my voice expanding and echoing awkwardly in the large room, as if it is empty and hollow.
Elrohir, Elladan, and I stare at each other for a while.
"I wish Arwen was here." We all turn to look at Calwaiel. Her eyes fill with crystals and tears fall from her face, spheres of clear water flowing down her silky face.
I try not to cry, "As do I." Elrohir and Elladan become still.
"What do you think it would be like, if she was here?"
"Calwaiel, stop this," Elladan insists, glaring at her with large, grey eyes, magnified by tears.
She becomes quiet immediately. Stillness fills the room once again.
"I never meant for this to happen." Six pairs of eyes fly to the stunning, tall, fair skinned, flaxen haired, brilliant, blue eyed princess, Annacálë. "I did not want to ruin the ties between you; I wanted only to be a part of them. Now I see, you have all known each other for the many years of your life, and I… have not."
She tries to smile in a soothing way, but stands up instead, and pulls furiously at the door. She gives up and sits down in a plush chair.
Lithelena glances carelessly at Elrohir. "Do you still love me?"
"Only if you do."
She glares up at him, "I am still cross with you." Elrohir smirks and sits next to her.
"You should be," he replies, eagerly.
"I am," she insists.
He rests his head on her shoulder. "I am still cross with you," she insists again.
"I know." I glance over at Calwaiel, who is still sitting, talking gently with Elladan. Annacálë, Legolas, and I are sitting in a triangle.
"What happens now?"
"What do you mean, 'what happens now'?" Legolas responds softly.
I sigh, "What happens between us?"
"I know not."
I frown, "Look at everyone else!" I shout, standing up and taking a step towards him, "Náro and Calwaiel have gotten along just fine, as have Lithelena and Elrohir- they have put this behind them and have moved along. But somehow," I collapse back into the chair.
"Somehow something as pure as what we have between us has been marred by the tarnishes and the stains of petty jealousy and those other things that they have made them stronger but have somehow made us weaker.
"Why is that? Why is it that they have such strong bonds of iron between them and we have measly webs of morning dew? Somehow, whenever you seemed to love me like you once did, it seems to float away, always out of my grasp. Why is it so easy to be rid of our love, but so hard to get it back?"
His pale blue eyes look lost, but they are fixated on a single target. I glare at him but his lips remain tightly closed.
We stare at each other, tears well up in my eyes, but they do not fall. "Have you," I start, my voice empty, lacking any traces of emotion and sounding careless, "ever wondered-"
"Every day."
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All right... Sorry it took so long... I've had writer's block- ugh! School's started, too, but I had today off because of the hurricane (by the way, it's quite sunny outside) and stuff... Sorry this chapter is so short- I'll try to have the next one out sooner. By the way- can anyone guess where the "what happens now" thing comes from? =)
I've started a new story- "The Almost Mary-Sue"- it's a humor/parody story... Read it, if you get the chance!
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