"Thank-you." Legolas leaned over and hugged her. "Kammie, you need to stop now. If you go too far, you'll get addicted, and you won't be able to stop. The pain will feel so good that you can't do anything but hurt yourself. Cutting will take over your life, it will be your master, when you're trying to sleep, it will whisper to you in the darkness, and you can't resist it." Kammie hugged Legolas tighter, and closed her eyes tight, trying to block out the thoughts he was saying.
"Legolas...stop." She whimpered. Tears leaked out of her eyes, plunking onto his back. He felt them, and rubbed her back. She pulled away, tears pouring down her face.
"I'm sorry... I got carried away."
"It's okay." Legolas reached over and wiped away her tears, even though they were still coming.
"I'm sorry." He said, once again. Out of nowhere, a sharp, hard knock came on the door.
"Legolas!" Theoden shouted.
"Crap." Kammie muttered to herself.
"Legolas! Open the door! You cannot disobey the king!" Kammie quickly wiped her eyes, looking around.
"What do we do?" She hissed.
"I don't know!" Legolas hissed back.
"Legolas! Un-bolt this door NOW!!!!" Theoden roared. Quickly, Legolas ran over to the door and unbolted it.
"Thank-you." Theoden was partially satisfied. He looked around the room. "Lady Kammie, a word of advice to you, stay out of battles, and away from beings who aren't your kind. Back to your room. Go!" He pointed down the hallway. Kammie left with no farewell to either of them
"Do you want anything King Theoden?" Legolas asked.
"I would like you to stay away from that girl. You're influencing her, and in a bad way."
"What do you mean?"
"My niece told me about her slit wrist, she said that it looked fairly new. Legolas, you're not a good influence when you're influencing suicide." The king spun on his heel and left the room. Legolas silently plunked down on his bed, he was mad for what the kind had said. How did he influence Kammie to cut herself? Before she had done it, they had only spoken around two words! How could Theoden accuse him of this?
It was then that the bitter taste of remorse hit him. Maybe he had influenced her. On the first night, he had told her about his past attempts, if only he knew. Legolas lashed out, punching his pillow, then he collapsed into it, crying.
Kammie was back in her own room. Thinking about all the things Legolas had told her, and with that, decided never to hurt herself again. There was one thing that she was mad about though, Theoden had come in just as she was going to tell the elf why she had hurt herself in the first place. Thinking of this, she fell down on her bed and cried herself to sleep. It didn't matter to her that it was only mid day.
"Legolas...stop." She whimpered. Tears leaked out of her eyes, plunking onto his back. He felt them, and rubbed her back. She pulled away, tears pouring down her face.
"I'm sorry... I got carried away."
"It's okay." Legolas reached over and wiped away her tears, even though they were still coming.
"I'm sorry." He said, once again. Out of nowhere, a sharp, hard knock came on the door.
"Legolas!" Theoden shouted.
"Crap." Kammie muttered to herself.
"Legolas! Open the door! You cannot disobey the king!" Kammie quickly wiped her eyes, looking around.
"What do we do?" She hissed.
"I don't know!" Legolas hissed back.
"Legolas! Un-bolt this door NOW!!!!" Theoden roared. Quickly, Legolas ran over to the door and unbolted it.
"Thank-you." Theoden was partially satisfied. He looked around the room. "Lady Kammie, a word of advice to you, stay out of battles, and away from beings who aren't your kind. Back to your room. Go!" He pointed down the hallway. Kammie left with no farewell to either of them
"Do you want anything King Theoden?" Legolas asked.
"I would like you to stay away from that girl. You're influencing her, and in a bad way."
"What do you mean?"
"My niece told me about her slit wrist, she said that it looked fairly new. Legolas, you're not a good influence when you're influencing suicide." The king spun on his heel and left the room. Legolas silently plunked down on his bed, he was mad for what the kind had said. How did he influence Kammie to cut herself? Before she had done it, they had only spoken around two words! How could Theoden accuse him of this?
It was then that the bitter taste of remorse hit him. Maybe he had influenced her. On the first night, he had told her about his past attempts, if only he knew. Legolas lashed out, punching his pillow, then he collapsed into it, crying.
Kammie was back in her own room. Thinking about all the things Legolas had told her, and with that, decided never to hurt herself again. There was one thing that she was mad about though, Theoden had come in just as she was going to tell the elf why she had hurt herself in the first place. Thinking of this, she fell down on her bed and cried herself to sleep. It didn't matter to her that it was only mid day.
