Title: Never Tell
Disclaimer: I do not own them no matter what the voices say.
Summary: See chapter 1
A/N: Thanks again to my beta! All reviews welcome and flames will be used to torture someone in my next fic!
Firniswin: Thanks! Here is another chapter for you
Ymmas Sirron: You make my day with your reviews. lol
Elven Kitty: Thanks! I updated!
Alina11: Yes he is
Daydream: Keep maiming
Jen33:Thanks! another chapter for you
LalaithoftheBruinen: All answers will unfold eventually. Thanks for reviewing
Jack Sparrow1: yes he is evil. Hope you continue to read and *cough write too*
Sirithliel: Elves? rescue? Hmmmmm lol
HaldirofLothlorien: Don't die update here!
Hobbitsrfun: Dani!! Thanks for reviewing now gimmmeee
Estelle1: Thanks Wanda for reviewing *hugs*
Now on with the fic!
Chapter 6
When Estel awoke the next morning his injuries made it hard to get up. He peeked around the corner of his cot and saw he had been left alone again. He quickly went to the hallway to look into the mirror which hung there. He peered in and a sigh of relief escaped his lips when he saw no bruises were no his face. "Ada will never know," he thought, "and I will never tell him." He turned back to the kitchen to clean up the breakfast dishes before Baran returned. He did not want a repeat of the day before. As he turned for the sink with the stack of plates he accidentally caught the corner of the chair with his side. White hot searing pain engulfed him. With tears in his eyes he steadied himself and finished his task.
Late that afternoon Thad and Baran came back. "I have news for you filthy boy," Baran said staring at Estel. "Seems your father will be here to get you in two days."
Estel's eyes lit up at hearing the news.
"I will be sorry to see our servant leave." Thad said snickering. This produced a glare from Estel. Thad punched him in the stomach.
"Do not look at me like that." Estel reeled and sat down until the room stopped spinning.
"Get up boy, there is still work to be done if you wish to eat tonight." Estel stood up holding onto the chair for support. He finished cleaning the kitchen and went to make the beds. Baran came in the room, "Go chop some more wood boy, we are running low." Estel hung his head and went outside.
Each time he tried to raise the axe his ribs and wrist screamed in protest. Estel sank to the ground crying uncontrollably. 'What would Baran do?' he thought. He did not have to wait for long as Baran opened the door.
"Why is there no wood chopped?" He asked, glaring daggers at Estel.
"I can't do it," Estel said through hiccupped breaths.
"What do you mean you 'can't'?" Baran's anger rose.
"My hand is hurt I can not lift the axe, it is too heavy." Estel backed away as Baran moved closer.
"Do you mean this hand?" Baran growled, squeezing Estel's hand. Estel howled in pain as Baran twisted his wrist.
"Get inside, you worthless thing!" Baran said as he shoved Estel towards the door.
Estel tripped and landed hard on the ground. He had tried to catch himself with his hands, but his wrist had given way. Once inside, he ran to his cot and the security of Elhare. Baran came in a few minutes later carrying some wood. He dropped it in front of the fireplace and he and Thad had some dinner. Estel sat in silence. The only noise was the rumbling of his stomach. When they were done Baran left table and threw Estel a chunk of bread.
"When you are done with that clean up this mess." Thad and Baran went to sit by the fire. Estel ate the bread quickly and rushed to do Baran's bidding. It was a shame that no one was there to wipe the tears away as they fell from his eyes. That night Estel prayed to Valar to bring his father to him swiftly.
Until next time Namaarie!
Disclaimer: I do not own them no matter what the voices say.
Summary: See chapter 1
A/N: Thanks again to my beta! All reviews welcome and flames will be used to torture someone in my next fic!
Firniswin: Thanks! Here is another chapter for you
Ymmas Sirron: You make my day with your reviews. lol
Elven Kitty: Thanks! I updated!
Alina11: Yes he is
Daydream: Keep maiming
Jen33:Thanks! another chapter for you
LalaithoftheBruinen: All answers will unfold eventually. Thanks for reviewing
Jack Sparrow1: yes he is evil. Hope you continue to read and *cough write too*
Sirithliel: Elves? rescue? Hmmmmm lol
HaldirofLothlorien: Don't die update here!
Hobbitsrfun: Dani!! Thanks for reviewing now gimmmeee
Estelle1: Thanks Wanda for reviewing *hugs*
Now on with the fic!
Chapter 6
When Estel awoke the next morning his injuries made it hard to get up. He peeked around the corner of his cot and saw he had been left alone again. He quickly went to the hallway to look into the mirror which hung there. He peered in and a sigh of relief escaped his lips when he saw no bruises were no his face. "Ada will never know," he thought, "and I will never tell him." He turned back to the kitchen to clean up the breakfast dishes before Baran returned. He did not want a repeat of the day before. As he turned for the sink with the stack of plates he accidentally caught the corner of the chair with his side. White hot searing pain engulfed him. With tears in his eyes he steadied himself and finished his task.
Late that afternoon Thad and Baran came back. "I have news for you filthy boy," Baran said staring at Estel. "Seems your father will be here to get you in two days."
Estel's eyes lit up at hearing the news.
"I will be sorry to see our servant leave." Thad said snickering. This produced a glare from Estel. Thad punched him in the stomach.
"Do not look at me like that." Estel reeled and sat down until the room stopped spinning.
"Get up boy, there is still work to be done if you wish to eat tonight." Estel stood up holding onto the chair for support. He finished cleaning the kitchen and went to make the beds. Baran came in the room, "Go chop some more wood boy, we are running low." Estel hung his head and went outside.
Each time he tried to raise the axe his ribs and wrist screamed in protest. Estel sank to the ground crying uncontrollably. 'What would Baran do?' he thought. He did not have to wait for long as Baran opened the door.
"Why is there no wood chopped?" He asked, glaring daggers at Estel.
"I can't do it," Estel said through hiccupped breaths.
"What do you mean you 'can't'?" Baran's anger rose.
"My hand is hurt I can not lift the axe, it is too heavy." Estel backed away as Baran moved closer.
"Do you mean this hand?" Baran growled, squeezing Estel's hand. Estel howled in pain as Baran twisted his wrist.
"Get inside, you worthless thing!" Baran said as he shoved Estel towards the door.
Estel tripped and landed hard on the ground. He had tried to catch himself with his hands, but his wrist had given way. Once inside, he ran to his cot and the security of Elhare. Baran came in a few minutes later carrying some wood. He dropped it in front of the fireplace and he and Thad had some dinner. Estel sat in silence. The only noise was the rumbling of his stomach. When they were done Baran left table and threw Estel a chunk of bread.
"When you are done with that clean up this mess." Thad and Baran went to sit by the fire. Estel ate the bread quickly and rushed to do Baran's bidding. It was a shame that no one was there to wipe the tears away as they fell from his eyes. That night Estel prayed to Valar to bring his father to him swiftly.
Until next time Namaarie!