Aurora: Sorry this is so short, but I really have very little time to write, my school has its hours extended. Sigh..thanks to all y'all faithful reviewers.
Disclaimer:Lord of the rings does not belong to me.
Worlds Apart
Chapter 4
Someone
Kylie...
You were in my dreams last night...
We were walking down the side of a stream...
The stream where I used to go to play when I was a child in Mirkwood
Your warm, charming smile
And your laugh howling joviously in the breeze
And I had your hand in mine...
And you looked beautiful
The most perfect picture I had ever seen
But it broke my heart to see it
Because I knew it would never happen
I stared at the piece of paper on my desk.
I had written a poem for Kylie, about Kylie.
It would be my last gift to her.
A worthless gift.
I was to leave that night.
I looked at the clock in front of me.
"6.30," I announced to no one.
I shoved the poem in the pocket of my jeans and put of my jacket.
Standing in front of the mirror, I imagined how it would be like to wear those elvish tights once again.
Or even to keep my hair long.
I shook my head in disbelief.
I was going home tonight!
It has been 7 years.
A very long 7 years.
Of course, 7 years isn't very long for an elf but it felt like eternity before I met Kylie.
5 pathetic years of pure discrimination.
But I would gladly go through it again if I could have Kylie kiss me again.
I picked up my bacpack and swung it over my shoulder.
I had to climb down the window of my bedroom.
My parents had grounded me for doing crazy stuff with Kylie.
I had written a note for them.
Placed it on my desk with the greenest leaf I could find.
I was lying on my bed with my arms and legs spread out wide when Alexan.. no, Legolas, jumped into my room.
He was wearing his usual dark blue baseball jacket and faded jeans.
I am really going to miss that guy.
But Miss didn't even seem close to what I was feeling.
Miss was just a simple word to describe what it felt like to be without someone you loved.
But there were very great extents to that word.
And I knew just which part of the word I was on the scale of 10.
11.
I didn't get up when he walked towards me.
I just turned my head towards the ceiling.
I expected him to just sit quietly somewhere and we'd just express our sadness by not doing anything.
But he didn't.
Before I knew it, I found his head hovering directly above mine and his arms pushing his body just above mine.
Then, he kissed me.
And I could feel my tears roll down the side of my face, down my ears.
I reached out and grabbed his neck, pulling his head down to rest on my chest as I kissed him back .
I didn't know what came over me when I crawled over Kylie.
But about 3 hours later, we were both on her bed, bare as could be.
Kylie was so tired, she just fell asleep.
I had to leave now.
I didn't want to see Kylie when she was too hurt to see me go.
I put on my clothes and took the poem out of my jeans and placed it on the window pane.
When I woke up, Legolas had already left.
I had expected this.
I wanted to follow him back to Middle -earth but I know he wouldn't let me.
But what made me change my mind and run down to the school library was the most beautiful thing Legolas had ever given me.
A poem.
" A poem written for Kylie Dougan,
By Legolas greenleaf.
Someone
Someone to touch my face,
wipe away the tears
Someone to protect me,
protect me from my fears
Someone to hold me when I fall
Someone to appear to me when I call
Someone to shield me from the blood
Someone to fix my broken heart
Someone to calm me into sanity
Someone to love me for eternity
Someone to keep me from the cold
Someone to heal my wounded soul"
Disclaimer:Lord of the rings does not belong to me.
Worlds Apart
Chapter 4
Someone
Kylie...
You were in my dreams last night...
We were walking down the side of a stream...
The stream where I used to go to play when I was a child in Mirkwood
Your warm, charming smile
And your laugh howling joviously in the breeze
And I had your hand in mine...
And you looked beautiful
The most perfect picture I had ever seen
But it broke my heart to see it
Because I knew it would never happen
I stared at the piece of paper on my desk.
I had written a poem for Kylie, about Kylie.
It would be my last gift to her.
A worthless gift.
I was to leave that night.
I looked at the clock in front of me.
"6.30," I announced to no one.
I shoved the poem in the pocket of my jeans and put of my jacket.
Standing in front of the mirror, I imagined how it would be like to wear those elvish tights once again.
Or even to keep my hair long.
I shook my head in disbelief.
I was going home tonight!
It has been 7 years.
A very long 7 years.
Of course, 7 years isn't very long for an elf but it felt like eternity before I met Kylie.
5 pathetic years of pure discrimination.
But I would gladly go through it again if I could have Kylie kiss me again.
I picked up my bacpack and swung it over my shoulder.
I had to climb down the window of my bedroom.
My parents had grounded me for doing crazy stuff with Kylie.
I had written a note for them.
Placed it on my desk with the greenest leaf I could find.
I was lying on my bed with my arms and legs spread out wide when Alexan.. no, Legolas, jumped into my room.
He was wearing his usual dark blue baseball jacket and faded jeans.
I am really going to miss that guy.
But Miss didn't even seem close to what I was feeling.
Miss was just a simple word to describe what it felt like to be without someone you loved.
But there were very great extents to that word.
And I knew just which part of the word I was on the scale of 10.
11.
I didn't get up when he walked towards me.
I just turned my head towards the ceiling.
I expected him to just sit quietly somewhere and we'd just express our sadness by not doing anything.
But he didn't.
Before I knew it, I found his head hovering directly above mine and his arms pushing his body just above mine.
Then, he kissed me.
And I could feel my tears roll down the side of my face, down my ears.
I reached out and grabbed his neck, pulling his head down to rest on my chest as I kissed him back .
I didn't know what came over me when I crawled over Kylie.
But about 3 hours later, we were both on her bed, bare as could be.
Kylie was so tired, she just fell asleep.
I had to leave now.
I didn't want to see Kylie when she was too hurt to see me go.
I put on my clothes and took the poem out of my jeans and placed it on the window pane.
When I woke up, Legolas had already left.
I had expected this.
I wanted to follow him back to Middle -earth but I know he wouldn't let me.
But what made me change my mind and run down to the school library was the most beautiful thing Legolas had ever given me.
A poem.
" A poem written for Kylie Dougan,
By Legolas greenleaf.
Someone
Someone to touch my face,
wipe away the tears
Someone to protect me,
protect me from my fears
Someone to hold me when I fall
Someone to appear to me when I call
Someone to shield me from the blood
Someone to fix my broken heart
Someone to calm me into sanity
Someone to love me for eternity
Someone to keep me from the cold
Someone to heal my wounded soul"