Before I continue this fic I shall put this here! This story is not meant to bring up any bad memories and has dealings with child abuse PLEASE do not read if this may offend you at all.
Also too all my reviewers thank you so much for all your kind reviews! I shall respond to all of you in the next chapter! I am sorry I can't in this one.
Now that that is said on with the fic!
Title: Never Tell
Disclaimer: I still do not own them!
A/N: Thanks to my beta! All reviews are welcome all flames will be
used to torture someone in my next fic.
Now on with the fic!
Chapter 4
The next morning it was hard for Estel to get out of bed. His wrist
throbbed, and the slightest touch made him wince. The welts upon his
back still seared with pain also.
"Get up you lazy mongrel!" Baran yelled. Estel threw his legs over
and stood up next to Baran.
"Come lets get you washed up before the elf shows up," he said as he
pushed Estel toward a big tub sitting on the floor.
Estel got undressed and eased himself into the cold water. He
flinched as it hit his back.
"What, did you think we were going to heat it for you?" Baran
sneered, "Wash your head too, and be quick about it."
Estel did hurry, all too ready to be out of the cold water. Thad
handed him a thread worn sheet to dry with. Estel dressed in his long
sleeve tunic and was glad for the warmth it provided. No sooner than
he had buttoned the last button he heard hoof beats outside.
Baran scooted him to the door as Thad opened it. "Why hello," Baran
said placing a smile on his face, as Glorfindel neared.
"Mae govannen, Glorfy," Estel said.
"How have you fared, Estel?" Glorfindel asked as he gathered the boy
in his arms. Estel fought the urge to cry out as the embrace sent
searing pain through his welts.
"I am fine, and have you any news of Ada?"
Glorfindel smiled sweetly at the boy, "As a matter of fact, yes I
have; he will return by the end of this week." Glorfindel then turned
to Baran, "Please forgive me. How do you fare, Baran?"
Baran shook his head and answered "We are fine, milord." He cuffed
his son as he rolled his eyes. Estel still stood in his same place,
the hope of his father's return still playing in his mind. His smile
turned to a frown as he thought back to what Baran said he would tell
him. Glorfindel interrupted Estel's thoughts.
"Are you okay, Estel?"
"Yes, I was just thinking," Estel muttered.
"Well I am off, I must finish this hunt before Elrond gets back."
Glorfindel mounted his horse and motioned for Estel to come
over. "Are you sure everything is alright?" he said, quietly speaking
in elvish.
Estel wanted so badly to tell him but Baran's threats plagued his
mind. "Yes Glorfy, everything is well, but tell Ada to hurry if you
see him, for I miss him so much."
Glorfindel looked to the boy. The unconditional love this one had
amazed him and he smiled to Estel, "Namaarie, tithen pen." He called
over his shoulder as he galloped from sight.
Estel stood staring until his eyes could no longer see the horse.
Baran came up behind him and turned Estel to face him, "What were you
two speaking of?"
"Nothing," Estel said.
Baran slapped the boy hard across the head, "I do not believe you!"
Baran said. "Get inside and clear the dishes."
Estel almost ran inside just to get away from Baran. Estel heard the
door open as he hovered over the dishes washing them up. His wrist
ached fiercely and it gave way as he picked up the plate. It
shattered to the floor. Before Estel could turn around Baran had him
by his neck.
"Think you can break my stuff, do you boy?" Estel yelled as his head
was smacked off the counter. It sent blinding pain everywhere and he
fell upon the floor with a thud. Baran gave the boy a swift kick to
see if he was faking. When he did not stir, he picked the boy up and
flung him on his cot.
Till next post Namaarie!
Also too all my reviewers thank you so much for all your kind reviews! I shall respond to all of you in the next chapter! I am sorry I can't in this one.
Now that that is said on with the fic!
Title: Never Tell
Disclaimer: I still do not own them!
A/N: Thanks to my beta! All reviews are welcome all flames will be
used to torture someone in my next fic.
Now on with the fic!
Chapter 4
The next morning it was hard for Estel to get out of bed. His wrist
throbbed, and the slightest touch made him wince. The welts upon his
back still seared with pain also.
"Get up you lazy mongrel!" Baran yelled. Estel threw his legs over
and stood up next to Baran.
"Come lets get you washed up before the elf shows up," he said as he
pushed Estel toward a big tub sitting on the floor.
Estel got undressed and eased himself into the cold water. He
flinched as it hit his back.
"What, did you think we were going to heat it for you?" Baran
sneered, "Wash your head too, and be quick about it."
Estel did hurry, all too ready to be out of the cold water. Thad
handed him a thread worn sheet to dry with. Estel dressed in his long
sleeve tunic and was glad for the warmth it provided. No sooner than
he had buttoned the last button he heard hoof beats outside.
Baran scooted him to the door as Thad opened it. "Why hello," Baran
said placing a smile on his face, as Glorfindel neared.
"Mae govannen, Glorfy," Estel said.
"How have you fared, Estel?" Glorfindel asked as he gathered the boy
in his arms. Estel fought the urge to cry out as the embrace sent
searing pain through his welts.
"I am fine, and have you any news of Ada?"
Glorfindel smiled sweetly at the boy, "As a matter of fact, yes I
have; he will return by the end of this week." Glorfindel then turned
to Baran, "Please forgive me. How do you fare, Baran?"
Baran shook his head and answered "We are fine, milord." He cuffed
his son as he rolled his eyes. Estel still stood in his same place,
the hope of his father's return still playing in his mind. His smile
turned to a frown as he thought back to what Baran said he would tell
him. Glorfindel interrupted Estel's thoughts.
"Are you okay, Estel?"
"Yes, I was just thinking," Estel muttered.
"Well I am off, I must finish this hunt before Elrond gets back."
Glorfindel mounted his horse and motioned for Estel to come
over. "Are you sure everything is alright?" he said, quietly speaking
in elvish.
Estel wanted so badly to tell him but Baran's threats plagued his
mind. "Yes Glorfy, everything is well, but tell Ada to hurry if you
see him, for I miss him so much."
Glorfindel looked to the boy. The unconditional love this one had
amazed him and he smiled to Estel, "Namaarie, tithen pen." He called
over his shoulder as he galloped from sight.
Estel stood staring until his eyes could no longer see the horse.
Baran came up behind him and turned Estel to face him, "What were you
two speaking of?"
"Nothing," Estel said.
Baran slapped the boy hard across the head, "I do not believe you!"
Baran said. "Get inside and clear the dishes."
Estel almost ran inside just to get away from Baran. Estel heard the
door open as he hovered over the dishes washing them up. His wrist
ached fiercely and it gave way as he picked up the plate. It
shattered to the floor. Before Estel could turn around Baran had him
by his neck.
"Think you can break my stuff, do you boy?" Estel yelled as his head
was smacked off the counter. It sent blinding pain everywhere and he
fell upon the floor with a thud. Baran gave the boy a swift kick to
see if he was faking. When he did not stir, he picked the boy up and
flung him on his cot.
Till next post Namaarie!