Bleed for Me
By Siren
Hey guys. I'll update 'Back Again' soon, just be patient for a little while longer. I've been working with my horse more, and am getting ready for the camp starting in a few weeks. If you want a pic of my horse, e-mail me at: SirenFFX@ptd.net. Thank you all for being so patient with me. Fancy (my horse) and I really appreciate it. Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My head is pounding.
My stomach hurts.
And I'm sweating a cold sweat.
I do believe this is what adults call a 'hangover'.
Groaning, I try to open an eye. Sunlight hits it, and I quickly throw the blanket over my face. Why did I have to start that little drinking party yesterday? Oh, and I owe Legolas a new outfit. His old one is sort of, well, messy. I never threw up so much since I was little and got a stomach virus. Whiskey is bad kids. Very bad and evil. A curse upon whiskey! I feel the weight of the bed shift, and peek out from under the covers. Legolas has his arms crossed over his chest in a very parental manner.
"I take it that you have a hangover?"
He deserves to be smacked with a pillow. Grabbing the one next to me, I pick it up and smack him upside the head with it. "Go 'way," I mumble and burrow under the blankets. Just when I'm about to go back to sleep, I get smacked on the butt with something. I throw the covers away and look to see Legolas holding the pillow, a smirk on his face. "You are just asking me to kick your blonde ass, aren't you?" He grins and bops me on the head with the pillow. I wrench it out of his grasp and throw it across the room.
"No more pillows for the elf," I say. Legolas rolls his eyes and stands up. "Get up." I frown and cross my arms over my chest. "I don't wanna," I reply stubbornly. "You must. Astaider and Hodoer want you to go shopping with them." Shopping? Me? Can't I just be left alone until tonight? "Legolas, if you haven't noticed I'm currently in the middle of a huge hangover. I don't think I can walk, let alone shop. And if you hit me with that damn pillow one more time I'm going to pull every strand of hair out of your head, I swear."
He pales a bit but doesn't leave. "You would be dead before you ever touched one strand of my hair. Now get up and get dressed. And bathe too, you reek of whiskey." That does it. I swing my legs over the bed, stand up, grab a fist full of his hair and yank as hard as I can. He yelps, and I shove him out of the room. "And stay out!" I yell and slam the door behind him.
"Does that mean you'll go?"
"If you don't leave I will pull your ears right off!" I threaten. I stumble into the bathing room, and find a pool full of warm water. I strip and plop into the pool. My aching muscles and stomachache slowly relax, leaving me in euphoria. "Much better," I sigh and slip lower into the water. I wash myself off, and scrub what I hope is shampoo in my hair. I rinse myself clean, grab a towel and step out. After drying off, I walk into my room and grab a dress. It's light, so I shouldn't die of heatstroke.
I slip it on, run my fingers through my hair and leave. I leave the palace grounds, and make my way into the busy streets. Now, if I could only find my two insane elves. "Siren! Over here!" Ah, that was easy. I turn around and see Astaider and Hodoer running towards me. I can't help but grin at the sight of them. "Did you two wake up with a massive hangover too?" Hodoer smirks and glances at Astaider. The blonde frowns. "If that is what you mortals call it. I thought I had been poisoned. My head is still a bit fuzzy," she says.
"Thank goodness I didn't consume as much as you two did. Two elves suffering from the after effects of alcohol is disastrous." I laugh lightly and start walking with them. "So what are we shopping for today? Lingerie, kinky sex toys or that special someone to make us feel complete?" They both throw me confused glances before shaking their heads. "You really are quite a strange mortal. We are shopping for something to wear to the banquet tonight. We have already bought the gowns, but we need something to complete us."
I nod. "So you want jewelry or something?" They nod. "Elves normally do not wear much jewelry, but on occasions like this it is alright. Do you have a necklace to wear?" I shake my head. "Nah, I'm not a fancy person. Just the dress will do." Astaider stops in front of a stop, spots something and squeals. "It's perfect!" she shrieks and runs inside. Hodoer and I exchange glances and follow her inside. The shop is filled with every jewel and glass object imaginable. Diamonds, rubies, emeralds, sapphires, opals, glass, stone, everything.
"Wow," I mutter with wide eyes. I move over to a glass tear-shaped pendant, and study it. Whoever made this is really talented. "Ah, you're interested in the glass pendant I see. I do believe that it is perfect for your eyes." I turn around and see a male elf looking at me. "Oh no, I'm not here to buy anything. I don't have any money either, I'm just looking." The male elf makes a 'tsk, tsk' sound, picks up the necklace and drapes in onto my collarbone. "I just said that I didn't have any money," I say. Didn't this guy hear me?
"It's perfect my dear," he says and hands me a mirror. I glance at my reflection and smile a bit. The necklace is beautiful, but it's probably way to expensive for even Astaider or Hodoer. "It's beautiful, but I have no way to pay for it." The elf smiles, unclasps the necklace and presses it into my palm. "Consider it a gift. You are new to Rivendell, and it is always nice to see a mortal." I stare at him, stunned. "You're just giving it to me?" There must be some catch. I don't have to do any, eh, 'special' favors? Not that I would or anything.
"Like I said, consider it a gift. I always enjoy seeing a gem find the perfect person to wear it." I smile brightly and look down at the necklace in my hand. "Thank you so much." The man waves his hand. "It is nothing my dear." "Siren, what do you think?" I turn to see Astaider holding up a sapphire necklace. It's in the shape of a stare, with a small diamond in the center. "It's great," I say. The blonde elf grins happily. "I thought so too. Hodoer, did you find your's yet?"
"I told you before, I'm not sure that I'm even going to this banquet. I do loathe dresses. The last time I went to one of those banquets, my mother forced me to wear a dress," the brunette grumbles. "Oh come on, live a little!" Hodoer sighs, and holds up a ruby pendant with a gold star in the middle. "See? That wasn't so hard," I say and offer her a smile. (Hey Star, remember the eighth grade dance? 'My mom forced me to come here,' lol.)
Once they paid for their necklaces, we left the store. "You should come by our house tonight and we can all get prepared." Translation: We can all get together and get all made-up and fancy looking. "Sure. What time does this shindig start?" Hodoer ignores my choice of words and answers "eight o' clock." "Great. I'll stop by your house later and we can get all pretty looking." A thought enters my mind and I grin. "And bring the whiskey!" I yell and start walking back to the palace.
In the words of Bilbo Baggins, "Tonight will be a night to remember."
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It's seven o' clock and I have to get ready. I grab the dress that Legolas picked out yesterday, and put the necklace in my pocket. I open the door to leave and come face to face with a guy. He has raven hair and the darkest eyes I've ever seen. His skin is tan, and I can see the outline of a muscular form through his shirt. All in all, he's a hottie. I blink and try to think of something to say.
"Forgive me, I thought this was lord Elrond's room," he says. He has a thick British accent and I have to fight the weakness in my knees. "Um, his room is down the hall and to your left," I reply. He smiles, and nods. "Thank you my lady." He bows and walks away. What is it with Middle Earth guys? Why are they all so hot? Gathering my wits, I turn and walk away. 'Please be at the banquet' I think to myself. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I'm not coming out!"
"Come on Hodoer, Siren needs to get changed!"
"She can use my room! I refuse to show my face in public!"
I roll my eyes and flop onto their couch. Hodoer has kept herself locked in the bathroom for the past hour, refusing to open the door. "Hodoer, open that damn door! If you don't I swear I'll kick it down!" I yell. "Kick all you want, I'm not coming out!" Sighing, I push myself off the couch and brace myself. "Astaider, get away from the door." She nods and steps away. I run at the door at full speed, prepared to knock it down.
SMACK!
I go flying and land about five feet away. "What the hell is that door made out of, steel?" I blink, trying to stop my brain from shaking. I sit up and hear Hodoer laughing from inside the bathroom. "Screw you too," I growl. The door finally opens, and she steps out. "By the Valar..." Astaider murmurs. Hodoer looks great. She's wearing a dress similar to mine. It's a lighter shade of red with sleeves that stop at her wrist. The pendant she picked out earlier really does complete the outfit. Her hair is pulled back with only a few ringlets loose.
"You look great!" I shriek and hug her. "I heard that big crash. Are you alright?" I pull away and nod. "Just a bit dizzy. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to get changed." I take my dress and walk into the bathroom. After closing the door, I get changed. Once the dress is on, I put on the necklace and try to think of something to do with my hair. It's too short to pull back into a bun. I can't just leave it like it is. After several attempts to figure something out, I finally clench my fists and let out a yell of frustration.
"Siren?"
I open the bathroom door and step out. "My hair sucks," I mumble. The blonde elf rolls her eyes, grabs a hairbrush, and goes to work. After a few moments, she shoves me into the bathroom and in front of the mirror. Damn that girl is good. For the first time in years, my hair is tame. It looks modern, much more different from the elves, but maybe that's a good thing. "Wow." Astaider grins proudly and shoves me out of the bathroom. "My turn!"
A few moments later she emerges, dressed in a blue gown. Once again, the design is simple but beautiful. What is it with elves and their fashion abilities?
"Well ladies, let's go party." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am bored out of my mind.
Astaider and Hodoer are off dancing with various elves and making small talk. Legolas is chatting with Elrond, and I am in the farthest corner of the room, alone. Not one male elf has offered to dance with me, not even Legolas. This sucks. I should just leave. After all, this banquet is for elves, not mortals. Gathering my dress into my hands, I turn and walk away. None of the elves try to stop me. I doubt that they'd even notice that I'm gone.
I walk back to my room, and glance in the mirror. I looked pretty tonight. Better than I've looked in a long time, and still no one offered to dance with me. Walking into the bathroom, I shed the stupid dress and put on a pair of loose pants. Grabbing a loose shirt, I rip the sleeves off and put it on. It's too hot to wear anything with sleeves. I take off the necklace, and put it on the nightstand. Feeling dejected, bored, and lonely I turn and leave my room.
I walk down the empty corridors and listen to the party. "Stupid elves," I mutter. I walk over to my fountain, and sit on the bench. I've claimed it as my own, seeing as how I'm the only one who really stops by it. It's probably going to storm soon. The air is warm, but moist. Yup, storm weather.
"I hate you
I love you
I just can't remember to forget you"
I sing softly, not that it matters. None of the elves could probably hear me anyway. They're all off dancing and laughing. Stupid elves and their stupid parties.
"Who are you?
Who needs you?
You make me feel alive"
Pushing myself up, I look at my reflection. Dipping my hands in the water, I start to scrub my face. Black eyeliner starts to run, and the lipstick smears. (I don't know if elves actually use this stuff. Please correct me if I'm wrong.)
"I die so high.
I'm crawling on the ground and
I found I can't fly."
Now the fountain's water is tainted. Oh well, not my problem. They didn't notice me, so maybe they won't notice the water.
"One of these days it all comes together
One of those days that goes on forever
Think I sound crazy
Maybe
Whatever
What's it all about?"
Alright, I admit it. I'm jealous. Those elves are happy and surrounded by familiar faces. The only familiar faces that I know have forgotten that I even exist. For some reason, I thought that my time on Middle Earth would be different. Darn Mary-Sue's.
"It's about life
It's about fun
It's over before it has begun
It's about you
It's about me
It's about everything between and I say"
I should probably go to bed. After all, what else is there to do? I turn to leave, and come face to face with the guy from earlier. "Please continue singing," he says and leans against the fountain. God he's sexy. I nod and comply.
"I say goodbye to you
I say 'hi' to you
With no clue
It's about time that I
Make up my mind"
His eyes are so intense. The only other person whose eyes are that intense is Legolas. Just thinking about elves at the moment makes me bitter. Why didn't anyone notice me?
"It's simple
Confusing
The truth is I'm winning
But I'm losing"
Why is he just staring at me? Why is HE here? In all the other stories it's Legolas that comforts the 'forgotten human'. So why is this guy here?
"I'm pulling
And pushing
Won't do me any good
It could
It should
I'm honest to myself that
The truth is I lied"
I hear something to my left and turn to look at it, but a warm finger under my chin stops me. The guy in front of me directs my face so that I'm looking right at him and only him. Not that I mind though.
"One of these days it all comes together
One of those days that goes on forever
You think I sound crazy
Maybe
Whatever
What's it all about?"
I hear that noise again, but this time I don't turn away. I don't think I could if I wanted to.
"It's about life
It's about fun
It's over before it has begun
It's about you
It's about me
It's about everything between and I say"
Who is this guy?
"I say goodbye to you
I say 'hi' to you
With no clue
It's about time that I
Make up my mind."
I see his eyes look at something behind me, and I turn to see what it is. But he puts a hand on my cheek, forcing me to focus on him only and nothing else.
"Time is creeping behind me
Surrounding around me
Singing the words so desperately
Now just give me reason
That I can believe in
Time is something you can't rewind"
I close my eyes.
"One of these days it all comes together
One of those days that goes on forever
What's it all about?"
I open my eyes to see him staring at me, his lips tugging into the smallest of smiles.
"It's about life
It's about fun
It's over before it has begun
It's about you
It's about me
It's about everything between and I say
I say goodbye to you
I say 'hi' to you
With no clue
It's about time that I
Make up my mind"
I draw the last note out and look at him. He grins and kisses my forehead. "Thank you," he murmurs, and walks away. I stare after him until he's out of sight.
...What the hell was that?
2 Be Continued
By Siren
Hey guys. I'll update 'Back Again' soon, just be patient for a little while longer. I've been working with my horse more, and am getting ready for the camp starting in a few weeks. If you want a pic of my horse, e-mail me at: SirenFFX@ptd.net. Thank you all for being so patient with me. Fancy (my horse) and I really appreciate it. Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My head is pounding.
My stomach hurts.
And I'm sweating a cold sweat.
I do believe this is what adults call a 'hangover'.
Groaning, I try to open an eye. Sunlight hits it, and I quickly throw the blanket over my face. Why did I have to start that little drinking party yesterday? Oh, and I owe Legolas a new outfit. His old one is sort of, well, messy. I never threw up so much since I was little and got a stomach virus. Whiskey is bad kids. Very bad and evil. A curse upon whiskey! I feel the weight of the bed shift, and peek out from under the covers. Legolas has his arms crossed over his chest in a very parental manner.
"I take it that you have a hangover?"
He deserves to be smacked with a pillow. Grabbing the one next to me, I pick it up and smack him upside the head with it. "Go 'way," I mumble and burrow under the blankets. Just when I'm about to go back to sleep, I get smacked on the butt with something. I throw the covers away and look to see Legolas holding the pillow, a smirk on his face. "You are just asking me to kick your blonde ass, aren't you?" He grins and bops me on the head with the pillow. I wrench it out of his grasp and throw it across the room.
"No more pillows for the elf," I say. Legolas rolls his eyes and stands up. "Get up." I frown and cross my arms over my chest. "I don't wanna," I reply stubbornly. "You must. Astaider and Hodoer want you to go shopping with them." Shopping? Me? Can't I just be left alone until tonight? "Legolas, if you haven't noticed I'm currently in the middle of a huge hangover. I don't think I can walk, let alone shop. And if you hit me with that damn pillow one more time I'm going to pull every strand of hair out of your head, I swear."
He pales a bit but doesn't leave. "You would be dead before you ever touched one strand of my hair. Now get up and get dressed. And bathe too, you reek of whiskey." That does it. I swing my legs over the bed, stand up, grab a fist full of his hair and yank as hard as I can. He yelps, and I shove him out of the room. "And stay out!" I yell and slam the door behind him.
"Does that mean you'll go?"
"If you don't leave I will pull your ears right off!" I threaten. I stumble into the bathing room, and find a pool full of warm water. I strip and plop into the pool. My aching muscles and stomachache slowly relax, leaving me in euphoria. "Much better," I sigh and slip lower into the water. I wash myself off, and scrub what I hope is shampoo in my hair. I rinse myself clean, grab a towel and step out. After drying off, I walk into my room and grab a dress. It's light, so I shouldn't die of heatstroke.
I slip it on, run my fingers through my hair and leave. I leave the palace grounds, and make my way into the busy streets. Now, if I could only find my two insane elves. "Siren! Over here!" Ah, that was easy. I turn around and see Astaider and Hodoer running towards me. I can't help but grin at the sight of them. "Did you two wake up with a massive hangover too?" Hodoer smirks and glances at Astaider. The blonde frowns. "If that is what you mortals call it. I thought I had been poisoned. My head is still a bit fuzzy," she says.
"Thank goodness I didn't consume as much as you two did. Two elves suffering from the after effects of alcohol is disastrous." I laugh lightly and start walking with them. "So what are we shopping for today? Lingerie, kinky sex toys or that special someone to make us feel complete?" They both throw me confused glances before shaking their heads. "You really are quite a strange mortal. We are shopping for something to wear to the banquet tonight. We have already bought the gowns, but we need something to complete us."
I nod. "So you want jewelry or something?" They nod. "Elves normally do not wear much jewelry, but on occasions like this it is alright. Do you have a necklace to wear?" I shake my head. "Nah, I'm not a fancy person. Just the dress will do." Astaider stops in front of a stop, spots something and squeals. "It's perfect!" she shrieks and runs inside. Hodoer and I exchange glances and follow her inside. The shop is filled with every jewel and glass object imaginable. Diamonds, rubies, emeralds, sapphires, opals, glass, stone, everything.
"Wow," I mutter with wide eyes. I move over to a glass tear-shaped pendant, and study it. Whoever made this is really talented. "Ah, you're interested in the glass pendant I see. I do believe that it is perfect for your eyes." I turn around and see a male elf looking at me. "Oh no, I'm not here to buy anything. I don't have any money either, I'm just looking." The male elf makes a 'tsk, tsk' sound, picks up the necklace and drapes in onto my collarbone. "I just said that I didn't have any money," I say. Didn't this guy hear me?
"It's perfect my dear," he says and hands me a mirror. I glance at my reflection and smile a bit. The necklace is beautiful, but it's probably way to expensive for even Astaider or Hodoer. "It's beautiful, but I have no way to pay for it." The elf smiles, unclasps the necklace and presses it into my palm. "Consider it a gift. You are new to Rivendell, and it is always nice to see a mortal." I stare at him, stunned. "You're just giving it to me?" There must be some catch. I don't have to do any, eh, 'special' favors? Not that I would or anything.
"Like I said, consider it a gift. I always enjoy seeing a gem find the perfect person to wear it." I smile brightly and look down at the necklace in my hand. "Thank you so much." The man waves his hand. "It is nothing my dear." "Siren, what do you think?" I turn to see Astaider holding up a sapphire necklace. It's in the shape of a stare, with a small diamond in the center. "It's great," I say. The blonde elf grins happily. "I thought so too. Hodoer, did you find your's yet?"
"I told you before, I'm not sure that I'm even going to this banquet. I do loathe dresses. The last time I went to one of those banquets, my mother forced me to wear a dress," the brunette grumbles. "Oh come on, live a little!" Hodoer sighs, and holds up a ruby pendant with a gold star in the middle. "See? That wasn't so hard," I say and offer her a smile. (Hey Star, remember the eighth grade dance? 'My mom forced me to come here,' lol.)
Once they paid for their necklaces, we left the store. "You should come by our house tonight and we can all get prepared." Translation: We can all get together and get all made-up and fancy looking. "Sure. What time does this shindig start?" Hodoer ignores my choice of words and answers "eight o' clock." "Great. I'll stop by your house later and we can get all pretty looking." A thought enters my mind and I grin. "And bring the whiskey!" I yell and start walking back to the palace.
In the words of Bilbo Baggins, "Tonight will be a night to remember."
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It's seven o' clock and I have to get ready. I grab the dress that Legolas picked out yesterday, and put the necklace in my pocket. I open the door to leave and come face to face with a guy. He has raven hair and the darkest eyes I've ever seen. His skin is tan, and I can see the outline of a muscular form through his shirt. All in all, he's a hottie. I blink and try to think of something to say.
"Forgive me, I thought this was lord Elrond's room," he says. He has a thick British accent and I have to fight the weakness in my knees. "Um, his room is down the hall and to your left," I reply. He smiles, and nods. "Thank you my lady." He bows and walks away. What is it with Middle Earth guys? Why are they all so hot? Gathering my wits, I turn and walk away. 'Please be at the banquet' I think to myself. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I'm not coming out!"
"Come on Hodoer, Siren needs to get changed!"
"She can use my room! I refuse to show my face in public!"
I roll my eyes and flop onto their couch. Hodoer has kept herself locked in the bathroom for the past hour, refusing to open the door. "Hodoer, open that damn door! If you don't I swear I'll kick it down!" I yell. "Kick all you want, I'm not coming out!" Sighing, I push myself off the couch and brace myself. "Astaider, get away from the door." She nods and steps away. I run at the door at full speed, prepared to knock it down.
SMACK!
I go flying and land about five feet away. "What the hell is that door made out of, steel?" I blink, trying to stop my brain from shaking. I sit up and hear Hodoer laughing from inside the bathroom. "Screw you too," I growl. The door finally opens, and she steps out. "By the Valar..." Astaider murmurs. Hodoer looks great. She's wearing a dress similar to mine. It's a lighter shade of red with sleeves that stop at her wrist. The pendant she picked out earlier really does complete the outfit. Her hair is pulled back with only a few ringlets loose.
"You look great!" I shriek and hug her. "I heard that big crash. Are you alright?" I pull away and nod. "Just a bit dizzy. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to get changed." I take my dress and walk into the bathroom. After closing the door, I get changed. Once the dress is on, I put on the necklace and try to think of something to do with my hair. It's too short to pull back into a bun. I can't just leave it like it is. After several attempts to figure something out, I finally clench my fists and let out a yell of frustration.
"Siren?"
I open the bathroom door and step out. "My hair sucks," I mumble. The blonde elf rolls her eyes, grabs a hairbrush, and goes to work. After a few moments, she shoves me into the bathroom and in front of the mirror. Damn that girl is good. For the first time in years, my hair is tame. It looks modern, much more different from the elves, but maybe that's a good thing. "Wow." Astaider grins proudly and shoves me out of the bathroom. "My turn!"
A few moments later she emerges, dressed in a blue gown. Once again, the design is simple but beautiful. What is it with elves and their fashion abilities?
"Well ladies, let's go party." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am bored out of my mind.
Astaider and Hodoer are off dancing with various elves and making small talk. Legolas is chatting with Elrond, and I am in the farthest corner of the room, alone. Not one male elf has offered to dance with me, not even Legolas. This sucks. I should just leave. After all, this banquet is for elves, not mortals. Gathering my dress into my hands, I turn and walk away. None of the elves try to stop me. I doubt that they'd even notice that I'm gone.
I walk back to my room, and glance in the mirror. I looked pretty tonight. Better than I've looked in a long time, and still no one offered to dance with me. Walking into the bathroom, I shed the stupid dress and put on a pair of loose pants. Grabbing a loose shirt, I rip the sleeves off and put it on. It's too hot to wear anything with sleeves. I take off the necklace, and put it on the nightstand. Feeling dejected, bored, and lonely I turn and leave my room.
I walk down the empty corridors and listen to the party. "Stupid elves," I mutter. I walk over to my fountain, and sit on the bench. I've claimed it as my own, seeing as how I'm the only one who really stops by it. It's probably going to storm soon. The air is warm, but moist. Yup, storm weather.
"I hate you
I love you
I just can't remember to forget you"
I sing softly, not that it matters. None of the elves could probably hear me anyway. They're all off dancing and laughing. Stupid elves and their stupid parties.
"Who are you?
Who needs you?
You make me feel alive"
Pushing myself up, I look at my reflection. Dipping my hands in the water, I start to scrub my face. Black eyeliner starts to run, and the lipstick smears. (I don't know if elves actually use this stuff. Please correct me if I'm wrong.)
"I die so high.
I'm crawling on the ground and
I found I can't fly."
Now the fountain's water is tainted. Oh well, not my problem. They didn't notice me, so maybe they won't notice the water.
"One of these days it all comes together
One of those days that goes on forever
Think I sound crazy
Maybe
Whatever
What's it all about?"
Alright, I admit it. I'm jealous. Those elves are happy and surrounded by familiar faces. The only familiar faces that I know have forgotten that I even exist. For some reason, I thought that my time on Middle Earth would be different. Darn Mary-Sue's.
"It's about life
It's about fun
It's over before it has begun
It's about you
It's about me
It's about everything between and I say"
I should probably go to bed. After all, what else is there to do? I turn to leave, and come face to face with the guy from earlier. "Please continue singing," he says and leans against the fountain. God he's sexy. I nod and comply.
"I say goodbye to you
I say 'hi' to you
With no clue
It's about time that I
Make up my mind"
His eyes are so intense. The only other person whose eyes are that intense is Legolas. Just thinking about elves at the moment makes me bitter. Why didn't anyone notice me?
"It's simple
Confusing
The truth is I'm winning
But I'm losing"
Why is he just staring at me? Why is HE here? In all the other stories it's Legolas that comforts the 'forgotten human'. So why is this guy here?
"I'm pulling
And pushing
Won't do me any good
It could
It should
I'm honest to myself that
The truth is I lied"
I hear something to my left and turn to look at it, but a warm finger under my chin stops me. The guy in front of me directs my face so that I'm looking right at him and only him. Not that I mind though.
"One of these days it all comes together
One of those days that goes on forever
You think I sound crazy
Maybe
Whatever
What's it all about?"
I hear that noise again, but this time I don't turn away. I don't think I could if I wanted to.
"It's about life
It's about fun
It's over before it has begun
It's about you
It's about me
It's about everything between and I say"
Who is this guy?
"I say goodbye to you
I say 'hi' to you
With no clue
It's about time that I
Make up my mind."
I see his eyes look at something behind me, and I turn to see what it is. But he puts a hand on my cheek, forcing me to focus on him only and nothing else.
"Time is creeping behind me
Surrounding around me
Singing the words so desperately
Now just give me reason
That I can believe in
Time is something you can't rewind"
I close my eyes.
"One of these days it all comes together
One of those days that goes on forever
What's it all about?"
I open my eyes to see him staring at me, his lips tugging into the smallest of smiles.
"It's about life
It's about fun
It's over before it has begun
It's about you
It's about me
It's about everything between and I say
I say goodbye to you
I say 'hi' to you
With no clue
It's about time that I
Make up my mind"
I draw the last note out and look at him. He grins and kisses my forehead. "Thank you," he murmurs, and walks away. I stare after him until he's out of sight.
...What the hell was that?
2 Be Continued