A/N: Hey! I updated pretty fast, dun ya think! While I'm certain I'll update all my stories within the week! Spring break BABY! I'll try to pace myself better when writing this! ^_^ and just a little secret… between you and me… the guy in black in the last chapter… was a good guy ^_^
I looked over at Legolas who looked back at me with a lost expression on his face. I narrowed my brows together, giving him a inquiring look. He seemed upset… almost axous about this new world that he was now seeing… but somehow I knew that wasn't the thing bother him… He almost seemed worried about me… as he stood there staring back at me… his eyes in deep thought… almost like staring through me… through the act, through it all…. And he saw the true me.
I just talked Legolas into watching some TV, so he would learn a little more about our world, when my mother called me into the dinning room.
"Yes, Mother?" I asked as I entered the room. She was sitting down at the table, her hands folded on it.
"Explain now and explain fast. No Lying, I mean it… unless you want to be grounded." I felt a lecture coming on. "Now I've been a good sport about this so far, but I hate being lied to. I know you better than that. You know better than that. Now I'm asking you to tell me the truth. I expect nothing less than that. Do I make myself clear? … Look Terrance I care about you and your feelings. And I know there's more to this guy than it seems, but just because he's a pretty face doesn't mean you need to lie to your own mother. Now tell me what's up. I can tell there something racking your brain."
I stared at her for a moment. I told you she was good. "Mom, I—"
"Sit down." She ordered. I sat my body down at the dinning table, opposite from her. "Go on."
I nodded. "See… He's." Well no use in lying considering she'll think anything I say will be a lay even I told the truth. "He's an elf from middle-earth that was somehow transported here in a freak lightening storm and I was attacked by him a few days ago. Than last night, while he was sleeping, I went into his room and without knowing he drove a dagger into my stomach." I pulled up my shirt to show her.
She stared back at me from a long moment, her eyes were wide and her mouth was slightly open. Maybe a good lie would have been better… "Terrance… what did I say about lying." It looked like a vain was going to pop out of place in her forehead.
"I'm not lying! God! Tell the truth and still you think I'm lying!" It was a time for a guilt trip. "I haven't had a good few days you know! First off, I'm getting more bull shit from stupid Tami! Next I was left out in the freezing cold for dead! That's why I'm SICK! And than yesterday after school let out I got into a fight with Tami, where I was attacked by all sides by her stupid friends! And to top it all off there's a hole in my stomach the size of a quarter! So if you please, I'm going to go to my room now!" I walked past Legolas in the living room, where he stared at me with a somewhat freighted expression. I saw Emily in the backyard, making a snowman. I don't believe it… Emily please… you need to grow up. I looked back at my mother, where she stared at me with the pretty much same expression as Legolas.
"Come, Demitrius." I said, sarcastically. I grabbed his hand and dragged him to his feet. "You've never lived until you've been in a real snowball fight." I was trying very hard to ignore the fact that I could very well catch my death out there, so I could make Legolas cheer up, because he seems so… odd for some reason.
When we got outside I immediately felt cold to the bone and my sickness woes setting in. Ignoring them, I picked up a clump of snow and threw it at Emily. She dodged and hid behind her snowman.
"Hey!" She yelled.
"WAR!" I declared as I threw another ball of snow at her.
"I call Demitrius!" she yelled at me.
"No! He's mine!" I yelled back.
"Is not!" She protested.
I smirked. "Its not like you could beat me even if you did have him on your side." I gestured for Legolas to go over on Emily's side, while Emily threw a ball of snow at me. "You're gunna have to teach him how."
Emily nodded. "Ok Demitrius, you take a ball of snow." She picked up some snow. "And clump it all up tightly and throw." She threw the ball at me, hitting me in the head. Soon a cloud snow was being thrown between us, while Legolas stared on.
"Come on!" Emily coxed "Pick up some snow and just lunch it at Terrance. She doesn't care."
"No!" I screamed back. "Throw them at her!" Legolas looked over at me and back at Emily. Soon after words Emily and I were being attacked from all sides it seemed. Really it was only Legolas and his lightening speed, throwing snow left and right.
Emily and I decided to work out a plan of action, which we never really discussed, we just sort of did it. Although it wasn't really that hard of a plan to come up with… Just run and jump. So we did and landed right on Legolas, tackling him to the floor. We win." Emily and I said at the same time. Legolas smiled at us, and took both of us into his arms. He held for a long moment and whispered thank you into our ears. Of course Emily blushed, got up and ran inside. That's when a most interesting thought came to my mind. It seems to me Emily has a crush on our resident elf.
Suddenly I felt so bad and a sort of sickness develop inside of me, but not the kinds of sick like a cold. A sick that made me hurt inside to see Emily like Legolas… it means that I would have to give up crush rights on him. See… I have a very strict code… if someone else that you care about likes the same person you do… let that person have them. But Emily… why did you have to like him? Why? He was mine… he was my muse, my ideal, my almost everything
I grew distant in that moment as I got up, ignoring a comment Legolas made about how fun that was and how he'd never done anything like that in all his long years living. I looked over at him as I stared deep into his eyes and tried to find some path to follow or some truth that would make my hurt go away. I liked him more than I thought. I liked him more than I would have ever thought I would like someone.
"What's the matter?" I heard him ask. I smiled half-heartedly and turned away to hide the tears that I felt beginning to well in my eyes.
"Nothing" I said, my voice half cracking.
He touched my shoulder and I made my way back inside without saying another word.
"Terrance." He said in a soft, warm voice. It was so enticing… I felt compelled to stop, venture back, and let him hold me in his strong, protecting arms. But I didn't… I kept walking, until in a more commanding voice I heard him say: "Come here now, Terrance."
I turned and looked back. "What is it?" I asked as calmly as I could.
"Are you aware that you have blocked my hearing?" He asked.
I shook my head. "No." I stared at him curiously. "Legolas?" I asked.
"Yes?"
"Do you think that encounter with the guy at the store has anything to do with what Emily was talking about?"
He nodded his head. "But I'm not sure. Come, let us go inside, I do not wish to see you catch your death." He nudged me with his hand.
"Legolas." I said again.
"What is it?" He asked.
"If you could… would you leave now? Would you go back to your world, without fully experiencing this?"
"Yes." He said after some hesitation. We walked back inside and I made him sit down to watch TV again. I went to my room and sat down to reflect.
And as I sat there thinking of his short word answer, without any sugarcoating, I felt a great swell of hurt and pain wrenching at my heart. Did I really mean nothing to him? Did he really not care?
"No." I said aloud. "Don't be silly. He doesn't know you… why would he care? All he said… it was all lies… You're alone… and the world means nothing, expect that its another trial you have to over come… this is all it is… a trial to measure your self worth… and you WILL pass." I kept repeating those words. I kept saying them over in my mind… Maybe I thought if I said them enough I would convince myself it was true. And for a while I did thought it was true.
Than there was a knocking at my door, I rested my head on my pillow. "Come in." I called. To my surprise, Emily walked in. I sat up. "What's up?" I asked. "Mind if I talk with you?" She asked.
"Sure…" I gestured for her to sit on my bed.
"Do you think he likes me?" She asked, timidly.
"I don't know." I said back. "And what difference does it make? You barely know him." I said in deffence
"I feel something different about him. Like he's drawing us all to him."
I sighed and looked at my knees. "I'll find out for you if you want."
"Don't you like him?" She asked with a gesture of excitement and shock that I would help her.
"Men are dogs." I said back, putting on my best game face "They mean nothing to me. If you like him, fine. IT doesn't bother me any. You can have him." I smiled.
Emily grinned… "But do you think he likes me?"
I nodded. "Emily, You're smart and pretty. What's not to like?"
She nodded her head slightly in agreement. A few moments later she looked over at me. "There's something different about him. I can feel it. It's like he has a story to tell us, that could very well change our future or maybe bring truth to the past."
My lower lip quivered with built up rage that sprang from sorrow. I thought of our father… Did this man… the man at the store have the truth in my father's death? I always felt like there was something wrong with the getting hit by the car story… it didn't seem right… didn't sound like something that would happen to our father.
"I miss dad." I heard her say. I snapped my eyes back from the daze they were in.
"Me, too." I said, grabbing her shoulder and pulled her into my arms. A few moments later she left and I laid my body back down to sleep.
The next thing I knew, there was a knocking at my door, asking if I wanted dinner. "NO" I yelled as I rolled over. To tired… to much pain… both mental and physical. "Go away." I groaned.
A/N: I'm looking for a beta-reader. If you want to beta for me, it'd be great. You'll get to read all my stuff before its posted and tweak it, to make it better ^_^ Yes…. It'd work… it'd be puuurfect. E-mail me, ne?
I looked over at Legolas who looked back at me with a lost expression on his face. I narrowed my brows together, giving him a inquiring look. He seemed upset… almost axous about this new world that he was now seeing… but somehow I knew that wasn't the thing bother him… He almost seemed worried about me… as he stood there staring back at me… his eyes in deep thought… almost like staring through me… through the act, through it all…. And he saw the true me.
I just talked Legolas into watching some TV, so he would learn a little more about our world, when my mother called me into the dinning room.
"Yes, Mother?" I asked as I entered the room. She was sitting down at the table, her hands folded on it.
"Explain now and explain fast. No Lying, I mean it… unless you want to be grounded." I felt a lecture coming on. "Now I've been a good sport about this so far, but I hate being lied to. I know you better than that. You know better than that. Now I'm asking you to tell me the truth. I expect nothing less than that. Do I make myself clear? … Look Terrance I care about you and your feelings. And I know there's more to this guy than it seems, but just because he's a pretty face doesn't mean you need to lie to your own mother. Now tell me what's up. I can tell there something racking your brain."
I stared at her for a moment. I told you she was good. "Mom, I—"
"Sit down." She ordered. I sat my body down at the dinning table, opposite from her. "Go on."
I nodded. "See… He's." Well no use in lying considering she'll think anything I say will be a lay even I told the truth. "He's an elf from middle-earth that was somehow transported here in a freak lightening storm and I was attacked by him a few days ago. Than last night, while he was sleeping, I went into his room and without knowing he drove a dagger into my stomach." I pulled up my shirt to show her.
She stared back at me from a long moment, her eyes were wide and her mouth was slightly open. Maybe a good lie would have been better… "Terrance… what did I say about lying." It looked like a vain was going to pop out of place in her forehead.
"I'm not lying! God! Tell the truth and still you think I'm lying!" It was a time for a guilt trip. "I haven't had a good few days you know! First off, I'm getting more bull shit from stupid Tami! Next I was left out in the freezing cold for dead! That's why I'm SICK! And than yesterday after school let out I got into a fight with Tami, where I was attacked by all sides by her stupid friends! And to top it all off there's a hole in my stomach the size of a quarter! So if you please, I'm going to go to my room now!" I walked past Legolas in the living room, where he stared at me with a somewhat freighted expression. I saw Emily in the backyard, making a snowman. I don't believe it… Emily please… you need to grow up. I looked back at my mother, where she stared at me with the pretty much same expression as Legolas.
"Come, Demitrius." I said, sarcastically. I grabbed his hand and dragged him to his feet. "You've never lived until you've been in a real snowball fight." I was trying very hard to ignore the fact that I could very well catch my death out there, so I could make Legolas cheer up, because he seems so… odd for some reason.
When we got outside I immediately felt cold to the bone and my sickness woes setting in. Ignoring them, I picked up a clump of snow and threw it at Emily. She dodged and hid behind her snowman.
"Hey!" She yelled.
"WAR!" I declared as I threw another ball of snow at her.
"I call Demitrius!" she yelled at me.
"No! He's mine!" I yelled back.
"Is not!" She protested.
I smirked. "Its not like you could beat me even if you did have him on your side." I gestured for Legolas to go over on Emily's side, while Emily threw a ball of snow at me. "You're gunna have to teach him how."
Emily nodded. "Ok Demitrius, you take a ball of snow." She picked up some snow. "And clump it all up tightly and throw." She threw the ball at me, hitting me in the head. Soon a cloud snow was being thrown between us, while Legolas stared on.
"Come on!" Emily coxed "Pick up some snow and just lunch it at Terrance. She doesn't care."
"No!" I screamed back. "Throw them at her!" Legolas looked over at me and back at Emily. Soon after words Emily and I were being attacked from all sides it seemed. Really it was only Legolas and his lightening speed, throwing snow left and right.
Emily and I decided to work out a plan of action, which we never really discussed, we just sort of did it. Although it wasn't really that hard of a plan to come up with… Just run and jump. So we did and landed right on Legolas, tackling him to the floor. We win." Emily and I said at the same time. Legolas smiled at us, and took both of us into his arms. He held for a long moment and whispered thank you into our ears. Of course Emily blushed, got up and ran inside. That's when a most interesting thought came to my mind. It seems to me Emily has a crush on our resident elf.
Suddenly I felt so bad and a sort of sickness develop inside of me, but not the kinds of sick like a cold. A sick that made me hurt inside to see Emily like Legolas… it means that I would have to give up crush rights on him. See… I have a very strict code… if someone else that you care about likes the same person you do… let that person have them. But Emily… why did you have to like him? Why? He was mine… he was my muse, my ideal, my almost everything
I grew distant in that moment as I got up, ignoring a comment Legolas made about how fun that was and how he'd never done anything like that in all his long years living. I looked over at him as I stared deep into his eyes and tried to find some path to follow or some truth that would make my hurt go away. I liked him more than I thought. I liked him more than I would have ever thought I would like someone.
"What's the matter?" I heard him ask. I smiled half-heartedly and turned away to hide the tears that I felt beginning to well in my eyes.
"Nothing" I said, my voice half cracking.
He touched my shoulder and I made my way back inside without saying another word.
"Terrance." He said in a soft, warm voice. It was so enticing… I felt compelled to stop, venture back, and let him hold me in his strong, protecting arms. But I didn't… I kept walking, until in a more commanding voice I heard him say: "Come here now, Terrance."
I turned and looked back. "What is it?" I asked as calmly as I could.
"Are you aware that you have blocked my hearing?" He asked.
I shook my head. "No." I stared at him curiously. "Legolas?" I asked.
"Yes?"
"Do you think that encounter with the guy at the store has anything to do with what Emily was talking about?"
He nodded his head. "But I'm not sure. Come, let us go inside, I do not wish to see you catch your death." He nudged me with his hand.
"Legolas." I said again.
"What is it?" He asked.
"If you could… would you leave now? Would you go back to your world, without fully experiencing this?"
"Yes." He said after some hesitation. We walked back inside and I made him sit down to watch TV again. I went to my room and sat down to reflect.
And as I sat there thinking of his short word answer, without any sugarcoating, I felt a great swell of hurt and pain wrenching at my heart. Did I really mean nothing to him? Did he really not care?
"No." I said aloud. "Don't be silly. He doesn't know you… why would he care? All he said… it was all lies… You're alone… and the world means nothing, expect that its another trial you have to over come… this is all it is… a trial to measure your self worth… and you WILL pass." I kept repeating those words. I kept saying them over in my mind… Maybe I thought if I said them enough I would convince myself it was true. And for a while I did thought it was true.
Than there was a knocking at my door, I rested my head on my pillow. "Come in." I called. To my surprise, Emily walked in. I sat up. "What's up?" I asked. "Mind if I talk with you?" She asked.
"Sure…" I gestured for her to sit on my bed.
"Do you think he likes me?" She asked, timidly.
"I don't know." I said back. "And what difference does it make? You barely know him." I said in deffence
"I feel something different about him. Like he's drawing us all to him."
I sighed and looked at my knees. "I'll find out for you if you want."
"Don't you like him?" She asked with a gesture of excitement and shock that I would help her.
"Men are dogs." I said back, putting on my best game face "They mean nothing to me. If you like him, fine. IT doesn't bother me any. You can have him." I smiled.
Emily grinned… "But do you think he likes me?"
I nodded. "Emily, You're smart and pretty. What's not to like?"
She nodded her head slightly in agreement. A few moments later she looked over at me. "There's something different about him. I can feel it. It's like he has a story to tell us, that could very well change our future or maybe bring truth to the past."
My lower lip quivered with built up rage that sprang from sorrow. I thought of our father… Did this man… the man at the store have the truth in my father's death? I always felt like there was something wrong with the getting hit by the car story… it didn't seem right… didn't sound like something that would happen to our father.
"I miss dad." I heard her say. I snapped my eyes back from the daze they were in.
"Me, too." I said, grabbing her shoulder and pulled her into my arms. A few moments later she left and I laid my body back down to sleep.
The next thing I knew, there was a knocking at my door, asking if I wanted dinner. "NO" I yelled as I rolled over. To tired… to much pain… both mental and physical. "Go away." I groaned.
A/N: I'm looking for a beta-reader. If you want to beta for me, it'd be great. You'll get to read all my stuff before its posted and tweak it, to make it better ^_^ Yes…. It'd work… it'd be puuurfect. E-mail me, ne?