Disclaimer: I do not own anything pertaining to Lord of the Rings, mmmmmmm Lord of the Rings.........
A/N: Please review, if I don't get them I don't want to write anymore, thats sad.... Ah yes a very angsty
story, not sure about love but maybe more courage than anything. I'm not sure yet, reviews shall help this
story along. So yes also anything you might want to add, anything to give me some clue as to what maybe
should come next I welcome any ideas, I may run out in the end ^_^
A Breath of Hope
Chapter Two
Andrea reached her house quickly, spurred on by the anger that still remained from her
not so successful talk with Mitch. She was scared and angry, not a very good combination when
it comes to emotions running wild. She dashed up the stairs, noting the hollow empty sound of her house.
No one was home yet, it made this much easier for her. No one would try to stop her, and when they did realize
what had come about she would be far gone, no one could come to rescue her.
She pulled out an old duffle bag, which had once held her ballet slippers , and other things
for dance once upon a time, a memory of an old recital, a time when everything had seemed much less
complicated. She felt nostalgic for the times when the world had been simple, nothing like the recent weeks
she had faced. Her life was spinning out of control, and she was running along trying to catch up. How she
had allowed this to happen was far beyond her but she wasn't going to get rid of the child, no matter
what anyone said. She opened her top drawer and started throwing in random things, not caring what she
brought with her. She went through each of her drawers taking a little of everything, long sleeves, short
sleeves, dresses, pants , jeans. Anything that she could stuff in to that duffle she shoved in there, not folding
things anymore but shoving them in there. Her eyes shone with unshed tears as she glanced around the
room realizing all the things she would have to leave behind. All the things that she wouldn't be able to keep
with her.
She gently touched her fish tank, gazing into the aqua water as the little neon fish darted around. Their
lives looked simple as well, an entire day to do nothing but swim, with an entire life time full of those days.
Her mind wandered into a life that she could have, she could become just like these fish and spend her life doing
nothing, nothing but simple things and she could simply live. Though the thought of who would feed her and
how could she survive popped into her mind, draging her out of her sweet reverie. Tearing her gaze away from
the fish she went to her desk and pulled out a piece of paper, she wanted her parents to understand that she
was still alive. She couldn't leave them with nothing, so she started writting, trying to tell tehm everything, and
nothing all in the same moment.
Dear Mum and Dad,
I'm so sorry, I know you don't understand right now, but neither do I.
I cannot do this here, I can't get through this with everyone I have to do it alone.
I hope you understand and let me go for a short while. I will come back
when I can, just not yet. I do love you and I'm not leaving you
because of anything that you did. It's my fault and I have to face this on my own.
I will never stop loving you, please let me do this. I will call you when I can.
Please don't worry to much, I'll be fine.
Love, Andrea
She wasn't happy with the note but it was all she could really say. What other choices did she have,
it would kill her to have to tell this to her parents. She had to do this, she kept repeating this in her head over
and over, like a mantra. It was weird that all of a sudden she was so unsure of what she had to do. So nervous,
but she needed to do this for herself, to rove to herself that she could handle something huge on her own. She
would prove this to herself, to her parents, to her friends and to Mitch. She wouldn't let anything stand in her
way.
Sadly glancing around the room she said a final good bye to her happy life of peace and got ready
to head out on one of the biggest things she had ever done, and would ever do. Although she didn't realize
the entire of it yet. She crept down the stairs just in case Cassie, her little sister was home from school, she
really didn't want much from this. Near the bottom of the stairs she heard the sound of the T.V from the living
room. Trying to sneak by without being seen she tip toed by the living room entrance.
"What are you doing?" a little voice called from the room. Andrea looked in and saw her little sisters bright blue
eyes looking up at her, with a strange look on her face.
"Nothing, just going out." Though then realizing this may be the last time she saw her little sister in a long while
walked in to the room and hugged the young girl, whipspering "I'll miss you..." As she realeased Cassie from the
hug, a set of blue eyes looked into her hazel ones, confused, she saw the stuffed duffle bag and asked Andrea
with out saying a word where she was going, her young mind trying to understand if this was something important.
Andrea smiled down at the young girl and turned around and walked out of the house.
A/N Whooo Hoooo second chapter. If your reading this I'm going to tell you that Andrea is about
two months into her pregnacy. So yah shes somewhat along. Although she won't show sings until
another two months but yes, tis all continue reading and reviewing.
A/N: Please review, if I don't get them I don't want to write anymore, thats sad.... Ah yes a very angsty
story, not sure about love but maybe more courage than anything. I'm not sure yet, reviews shall help this
story along. So yes also anything you might want to add, anything to give me some clue as to what maybe
should come next I welcome any ideas, I may run out in the end ^_^
A Breath of Hope
Chapter Two
Andrea reached her house quickly, spurred on by the anger that still remained from her
not so successful talk with Mitch. She was scared and angry, not a very good combination when
it comes to emotions running wild. She dashed up the stairs, noting the hollow empty sound of her house.
No one was home yet, it made this much easier for her. No one would try to stop her, and when they did realize
what had come about she would be far gone, no one could come to rescue her.
She pulled out an old duffle bag, which had once held her ballet slippers , and other things
for dance once upon a time, a memory of an old recital, a time when everything had seemed much less
complicated. She felt nostalgic for the times when the world had been simple, nothing like the recent weeks
she had faced. Her life was spinning out of control, and she was running along trying to catch up. How she
had allowed this to happen was far beyond her but she wasn't going to get rid of the child, no matter
what anyone said. She opened her top drawer and started throwing in random things, not caring what she
brought with her. She went through each of her drawers taking a little of everything, long sleeves, short
sleeves, dresses, pants , jeans. Anything that she could stuff in to that duffle she shoved in there, not folding
things anymore but shoving them in there. Her eyes shone with unshed tears as she glanced around the
room realizing all the things she would have to leave behind. All the things that she wouldn't be able to keep
with her.
She gently touched her fish tank, gazing into the aqua water as the little neon fish darted around. Their
lives looked simple as well, an entire day to do nothing but swim, with an entire life time full of those days.
Her mind wandered into a life that she could have, she could become just like these fish and spend her life doing
nothing, nothing but simple things and she could simply live. Though the thought of who would feed her and
how could she survive popped into her mind, draging her out of her sweet reverie. Tearing her gaze away from
the fish she went to her desk and pulled out a piece of paper, she wanted her parents to understand that she
was still alive. She couldn't leave them with nothing, so she started writting, trying to tell tehm everything, and
nothing all in the same moment.
Dear Mum and Dad,
I'm so sorry, I know you don't understand right now, but neither do I.
I cannot do this here, I can't get through this with everyone I have to do it alone.
I hope you understand and let me go for a short while. I will come back
when I can, just not yet. I do love you and I'm not leaving you
because of anything that you did. It's my fault and I have to face this on my own.
I will never stop loving you, please let me do this. I will call you when I can.
Please don't worry to much, I'll be fine.
Love, Andrea
She wasn't happy with the note but it was all she could really say. What other choices did she have,
it would kill her to have to tell this to her parents. She had to do this, she kept repeating this in her head over
and over, like a mantra. It was weird that all of a sudden she was so unsure of what she had to do. So nervous,
but she needed to do this for herself, to rove to herself that she could handle something huge on her own. She
would prove this to herself, to her parents, to her friends and to Mitch. She wouldn't let anything stand in her
way.
Sadly glancing around the room she said a final good bye to her happy life of peace and got ready
to head out on one of the biggest things she had ever done, and would ever do. Although she didn't realize
the entire of it yet. She crept down the stairs just in case Cassie, her little sister was home from school, she
really didn't want much from this. Near the bottom of the stairs she heard the sound of the T.V from the living
room. Trying to sneak by without being seen she tip toed by the living room entrance.
"What are you doing?" a little voice called from the room. Andrea looked in and saw her little sisters bright blue
eyes looking up at her, with a strange look on her face.
"Nothing, just going out." Though then realizing this may be the last time she saw her little sister in a long while
walked in to the room and hugged the young girl, whipspering "I'll miss you..." As she realeased Cassie from the
hug, a set of blue eyes looked into her hazel ones, confused, she saw the stuffed duffle bag and asked Andrea
with out saying a word where she was going, her young mind trying to understand if this was something important.
Andrea smiled down at the young girl and turned around and walked out of the house.
A/N Whooo Hoooo second chapter. If your reading this I'm going to tell you that Andrea is about
two months into her pregnacy. So yah shes somewhat along. Although she won't show sings until
another two months but yes, tis all continue reading and reviewing.
