A/N- Alright. Wow. This is actually my longest story so far. See, my very first story on here was called Shailina...well okay...actually it was about a girl named Shailina...I actually for get title. Oh wait! My first story was called 'The Banquet' which, like, didn't even reach a chapter FIVE...Anyway. So then there was Shailina, which ended on chapter...nine? Yeah. ANd then I turned more towards my new obsession, Yu-Gi-Oh! fanfiction and wrote a pretty nice comedy fic for once, but then it got really random and ended at chapter ten because it was just getting plain boring. SO! With my writing of chapter ELEVEN on LAyla's story, this is my longest story ever!! Aren't you happy for me??
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Layla was in her quarters, laying on her bed, thinking over everything that had happened that day. It had started out peaceful enough...but...then...oh, nothing was going like she had hoped it would. She had wished with all her heart as she walked down the aisle that the day would go smoothly and everyone would be calm, but Cameron had to go and UPSET HER! Things really sucked. She stood up from her bed and took off her gown. She changed into what was her most confortable nightgown and washed her face of the thick wedding makeup. She laid down on her bed, feeling exhausted, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Meanwhile, in the great hall:
People were leaving...with wedding gifts laying on the front table forgotten, Malon bading her final goodbyes to Link and the rest, and Link, Nabooru, Nika, Nathaniel (wow...lots of N names...) and Zara all whispering worriedly about Layla, Cameron, and this whole ordeal.
"Well...what should we do? We don't know where Layla is, she could be drowning herself in Lake Hylia by now, for all we know."
Zara gasped and looked at Link, her eyes wide. "You don't really think--" she began. Link sighed.
"No, Zara, I was exaggerating for purposes of getting my point across. Uh...maybe you should sit this one out." Link told her. Nathaniel agreed and helped Zara down into a nearby chair. Sure, she had only had a bit to drink, but something told everybody else that Zara had never partaken in the consumption of alcohol before, and couldn't hold her own very well while under the influence.
(A/N- O.o That was a proper desription...partaken in the consuption...while under the influence...what's wrong with me?)
"Anyway," Nathaniel continued, when Zara was situated in a chair with a cup of hot tea, "we need to first get the Cameron dilemma out of the way, while finding our missing bride, and I'm sure this whole thing will blow over in a day or two."
Nabooru and Nika nodded in agreement.
"I think Layla needs some leading and advice right now, and I know Zara would most likely usually be the best for that, however..." Nabooru said, nodding her head in Zara's dircetion. Zara had leaned over onto the table next to her, her hot tea forgotten, and was sleeping with her mouth open. She would have SUCH a hangover the next day...
Nabooru continued,"I think I may be able to take her this time." with a slight smile, she vanished outside into the compound, leaving Nathaniel, Link, and Nika to do with themselves what they would.
"Er." Nathaniel said, breaking the silence. Well, it wasn't exactly a word... "I think I'll take Zara to the infirmary and let her sleep. ...Uh. Yes..." he picked her up and swung her over his shoulder, walking calmly out of the hall towards the infirmary.
"I, uh...I think it's best I go see Cameron, because...Link...I don't think..." Nika's voice trailed off and Link gave a slight chuckle.
"I understand." he said. "Go on. I'll find something to do." Nika nodded and swished her way out of the empty hall, leaving Link alone.
Link had acted composed for all the other people in that hall, but fact was, the events of the day were actually starting to get to him. Layla and Cameron were TOGETHER. They were bound by marriage, and any trace of Link and Layla's relationship was vanished into thin air. He walked idly around the hall, to the uneaten cake, to the forgotten presents, to the center of the room where the end of the wedding had happened. Link couldn't help but smile as he looked at the drying blood on the floor. Layla had broken Cameron's nose...of course...if Layla was angry, that was what happened. But what had he said to make her so upset?
Cameron had been raised a prince...yes...that much was obvious. He seemed like he had been raised by a selfish male cheauvanist and was brought up to treat women poorly. If this is how he was 'programmed' to treat the woman he was SUPPOSED to love, Link wondered how he had treated his mother. Cameron was a cruel prince. However...Nathaniel was also a prince, and Link pondered upon the thought that Nathaniel was possibly the sweetest person he had ever met. (sweetest? Gay word...however it's 11:09 PM and I'm not thinking straight after reading a Riku x Sora where Sora is raping Riku...it has scrambled my mind.)
Link walked back over to the presents and sat down upon a rather large one the King (Cameron's dad) had brought and picked up his own very small one. He opened it up...Layla would never get a chance to. He thought over everything that had happened between him and Layla since the Spirit Temple and ran his tanning fingers (from being with the gerudos so long...mmmm...tan Link...Link is sexy whatever you do with him...) over the two gold bracelets he had gotten her. These were of ruby and emerald, to represent the three goddesses, Din, Nayru, and Farore. On the inside of the bracelet was the inscription 'May the goddesses blessings be with you.' he pulled the bracelts out from thier soft velvet containers and gripped them tightly in his hand, almost painfully. Link felt pathetic as he sat alone...crying hysterically because he had failed.
((sobs from her own writing) oh my gosh!!!!)
Warning: Coolies was palying DDR (EXTREME! X3) earlier today and is in a songficcy mood. Please be forewarned.
It was over. Everything was gone. All his efforts. All the love. All the rendevouz...they meant NOTHING.
When it's over
Thats the time I fall in love again
Link bit his lip in sorrow. He couldn't have Layla for one reason or another. It just must be against the great goddesses wishes.
When it's over
Thats the time your in my heart again
He remembered the adventure in the Spirit Temple and how he had tried to hard to be nice to Layla...but she seemed like she hated him. He wanted so much for her to like him, he loved her, he loved her, he loved her.
And when you go
Go go go
I know
It never ends
It never ends
Link began to ponder over how much troubles they had gone through in thier relationship, it never ended. The love/hate relationship, the fighting, the rise of Cameron...RIGHT IN BETWEEN THEM.
All the things thatI used to say
All the girls that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
Link felt guilty for everything that had hindered them from being together. Sure, none of it was his fault, but he still felt like he could have prevented some of it. The scar on her arm was still there, the light pink staining the caramel of her skin. Why had he cut her so? He didn't know her. He didn't care. He just wanted to save those bloody carpenters.
All the things that she used to drink
All the songs that she used to sing
All her favorite TV shows
Have gone out the window
Link felt Layla slipping through his fingers, like everything he had ever known about her. Could she draw well? He had no idea. What was her favorite color? Could she sing? Was she raped? Did she love Cameron? Was her best friend Zara? Was she in love with him?
I'm missing you
I never knew how much you loved me
Link already felt like he and Layla were apart for years and years. He wondered--how far would she have gone for him? If they were both hanging off a cliff and it was breaking under their weight, would she let go? If Cameron had suddenly turned sweet and had given her everything she had ever wanted and she was faced with a position...would she still choose him over Cameron?
Tears fell. Tears streamed and burned across his face. They fell on the floor and dripped together, forming small puddles that wouldn't be noticed, nor missed.
Im missing you
I never knew how much you meant to me
I need you
Link laughed at his stupidity, knowing he must be going slightly mad. Of course, the number one rule in life: You never know what you have until it's lost. The love he felt for Layla was burning up in his chest, he was growing hot. Was that the desert? He felt something coming up...air? He drew in a great breath and let out part of a sob before he stifled himself quickly. He couldn't cry. He couldn't sob. He couldn't be loud. He couldn't take it anymore.
And when you go
Go go go
I know it never ends
It never ends
Tears fell and sobs echoed as he ran out of the hall, into the feild, towards the forest, up the hill above Zora's River by Kakariko Village. Link threw himself flat against the green grass and watched it blow in front of his face. He sobbed as quietly as he could, which was not very quietly, considering he felt like his own sword had ripped into his chest and pulled out his heart, melting and forming into a hand that crushed it, laughing at his pain.
All the things I used to say
All the girls that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
Oh well. Nothing ever lasted for him. Everything that he loved DIED. His father had died trying to save this goddess-forsaken land and his mother had died shortly after she had delivered him to the Deku Tree, (she must have been beautiful) which had DIED shortly after by his doing. DIN DAMNIT!
"DIE, CAMERON! DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE!!!!" Link screamed, hot tears of frustation giving him no salvation. He fell back against the grass and his face screwed up, his teeth baring slightly as he gritted them, trying to stifle the sobs.
All the things that she used to drink
All the songs that she used to sing
All her favorite TV shows
Have gone out the window
Did she care where he was? Was Nabooru with her? DId he really give her that bracelet? Had he traversed with her through the Spirit Temple? Did he even know any Layla? Who was he crying for, anyway?
I'm wishing you
You'd never said you was pretending
Link wished he knew why he was crying. Did anybody care? Was he PRETENDING to be sad? Why was he sad anyway? Who...who would come to his rescue? Why hadn't he defeated Ganondorf yet?
I'm wishing you
You'd feel the same
Then just come back to me
I need you
Link wished the girl called Layla would come running up the hill and into his embrace, he missed this girl Layla, who ever the hell she was.
And when you go
Go go go
I know
It never ends
It never ends
But she was gone, and the longing to know who she was would never end, ah, things were the same as before.
When its over
Can I still come over?
Would he ever see her again? Would he see what became of her? Would he see her children? Her descendents, her relatives?
When it's over
Is it really over?
Link sat up. Wait. Was it really over? Was there NOTHING he could do to get the love of his life? could he save her?
When it's over
Thats the time I fall in love again
Link felt empowered. He was falling in love all over again with Layla, he remembered who she was. YES! The love of his live! He loved her! Farore save him, if he had to rip the desert apart the would do so!
All the things I used to say
All the girls that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
All the things that she used to drink
All the songs that she used to sing
All her favorite TV shows
Have gone out the window
All the things I used to say
All the girls that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
All the things that she used to drink
All the songs that she used to sing
All her favorite TV shows
Have gone out the window
All the things I used to say
All the girls that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
All the things that she used to drink
All the songs that she used to sing
All her favorite TV shows
Have gone out the window
"But first, a nap." And with that last comment he fell asleep from exhaustion.
(A/N- I realize I have been ignoring Cameron's powers. Now I'm bringing them back, and you will soon know the meaning of Link's questions.)
Cameron touched the bandage on his nose, and made a face. He looked rediculous. The Gerudo nurses had left a while ago.
Cameron scowled. Damnit. He let his hands drop his sides and felt how hot they were, the power surging through them from the former incantation. He had almost gotten Link to forget who Layla was, to forget why he loved her and just not care anymore. However, he had let his own thoughts stray a bit, and also he still wasn't exactly strong enough to try that. Hah, whatever. He had LAyla all to his own now and Link could not interfere.
(A/N- o.o I love Vitamin C. I'm listening to her music now. DOesn't she rock your world? Did ANYONE know she had a second CD? Yeah! It's awesome! Itch (I'm inspired!)...Sex Has Come Between Us (Whoa! Again!)...all the songs get me rockin'.)
Layla pondered. Hmmm. Wasn't it weird how you could feel the salt left by your tears on your cheeks even long after you had stopped crying? Okay, it wasn't that long, but it felt so.
"Uh, knock knock..." Nabooru's soft, noble voice floated through. Layla sat up abruptly and rubbed her face, trying to compose herself.
"Come in..." Layla almost suggested. She watched as Nabooru's royal legs walked through, accompanied by four gray, furry ones that trotted faithfully by her side. Wait...what? Layla focused her sight onto Wolfie, Nabooru's wolfos that had been her pet all through life and had never seemed to age. How long did Wolfos live anyway?
Nabooru was grinning and sat down on the bed as Layla reached out her arms to Wolfie who jumped on her and began licking. Layla laughed and finally pushed him off.
"What brings you here, Nabooru?" Layla asked softly.
"Well, I firgured you could use some guidance. I would had sent Zara but she passed out." Nabooru giggled. "I also would have come alone, but you know Wolfie. He loves to help, and he can smell sorrow a mile away."
"Aw, thanks, Nabooru."
"So, you don't love Cameron at all, do you?"
"No, I actually hate him."
"Really? Tell me everything, why?"
"Well, for one, I'm in love with Link. I love him. Like, I just want to crush him into a ball and keep him in my pocket for safe keeping." Layla stopped abruptly. "Did I just say that?"
"Yes, you did." Nabooru smiled. "But don't worry, I said something similar to that about the man I loved once before."
"Oh, really? What was it, Nabooru?" Layla inquired.
Nabooru clearly wasn't expecting to be asked this and blushed. "Er...well...I...I said...'I just want to crumple him up and eat him.'." the queen of Gerudos turned a deep red. Layla tried hard not to laugh, but couldn't suppress a short giggle.
"Well at least I'm not the only lovesick chick around here." she giggled. Nabooru couldnt help but share the giggle at her expense.
"Yes, well, we all get that way sometimes."
"We do, don't we?"
"Yes, anyway, why else do you hate Cameron?"
Layla racked her mind and finally settled upon something that she didn't dare reveal. She gasped.
"Well?" Nabooru prompted.
"Nothing, I just guess that's it."
"Impossible. Go on..." Nabooru pushed Layla's shoulder.
"He...rmm mm..." Layla said. Nabooru scowled.
"Layla I can't possibly understand what you're saying if you're going to speak like that."
"He...ramm memm..."
"Layla!"
"Nabooru!"
"LAYLA!"
"HE RAPED ME, OKAY?? HAPPY?? CAMERON R-A-P-E-D ME! THAT'S RIGHT! I'M PREGNANT! NO LONGER A VIRGIN! I'M GONNA HAVE A KID! WOOP DEE DOO FOR ME! IT HURT LIKE HELL! HIP HIP HOORAY!!!" Layla screamed. She huffed and puffed and waited for Nabooru's rection, and Nabooru laughed.
"Ha, ha, ha! Impossible, Layla!! Now go on, why do you really hate him?"
Layla's eyes widened. "WHAT THE FUCK? THATS WHY! I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO TELL YOU!"
"That's impossible Layla, stop lying, honestly! Cameron's a virgin! He told me so himself."
"Well, gee, maybe he could have, you know, LIED???" Layla suggested sarcastically.
"Layla, I NEVER thought you could be so selfish! Honestly, he's a PRINCE! You're just a spoiled little warrior girl who wants pity for the smallest sorrows in life! Come on, Wolfie!" NAbooru stomped out regally, and Layla bit her lip as she watched. Why didn't she beleive her??
And back in his quarters, Cameron smirked. If Link couldn't forget her, then no one had to beleive she was telling the truth. Besides, she had to look foolish herself, if he had to go out in public like...THIS! Damn Layla and her Gerudo training...ow...
Nathaniel sat by Zara's bedside in the infirmary, waiting for the sleeping nurse to wake up. She looked so peaceful and beautiful in the hospital bed. He wondered how many times she had snuck back here for a nap, and thanked God that there were people like Zara who gave up so many hours of thier day to care for others. Zara was soon stirring, and was awake. She had had a very unsettling dream regarding her past.
"Mmmhnn...Nathaniel?" she quiestioned, as the redheaded prince came into view.
"Hello, Zara." greeted Nathaniel. "I see that you haven't had much liqour in the past, have you?" He said. Zara giggled.
"Well, no, I was brought up in a very, very sheltered environment, being trained to be a nurse, and well, I've never tasted liqour before, so I can't hold it very well. However, I noticed you were holding up quite nicely..." Zara gave Nathaniel a 'how much have YOU drank in one go?' look.
"Well, Zara, what do you expect from a prince that was brought up on wine since very young? I was drinking at the age of five."
"Mmm...I guess all the glamorous lifestyles get the best in life earliest." Zara said thoughtfully, sitting up.
"What are you talking about, Zara?" Nathaniel asked her. "Are you well? Maybe you should go to sleep again..." Nathaniel felt Zara's vibe and she seemed to be starting into a depressed state and Nathaniel didn't want to see his Gerudo beauty like that.
"No, I'm fine, Nathaniel...it's just...do you think Layla's attractive?" Zara asked, peeking hesitantly at him. Nathanile blushed and scratched hs cheek, looking at the ceiling.
"Well, I guess she's rather good looking, yes, why do you ask?"
"See? She's a guard, of course she's pretty. All the guards are so beautiful, and I feel so inferior. I always have." Nathaniel stared intently at Zara as she continued her speech.
"When I was younger, I would look at the other Gerudo guards-- they were beautiful. Sharp eyes, full lips, beautiful flowing hair-- and think that I was extraordinarily plain. Whenever I was alone, I couldn't look inthe mirror, or else I would get so depressed. I'd stand in front of it and tell myself: 'Please, please Zara, please, be pretty. Don't be ugly, please don't be ugly, I don't know if I could stand it.' I honestly hated myself and...ohhh..." Zara stared the the bed, her hands twisting uncomfortably in her lap, feeling all of it come back to her. She had never been very pretty at all, had she?
"Zara..." Nathaniel said uncomfortably.
"No, don't, I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have brought you into all of this...it's just the dream I had...don't worry about me, Nathaniel, I'm fine." Zara was going to get up to get dressed and leave but Nathaniel stopped her with one hand and stared deep into her beautiful golden eyes with his own amethyst ones.
"I don't usually feel like this Zara, so listen up, this is the first and last time you'll ever see me like this." Nathaniel spoke in a voice bossier and more confident than he felt. "You," he said, laying one of his soft, tan hands on her cheek, "are more beautiful than any Gerudo I have ever seen in this fortress." With less than a split second of hesitation, the kind prince captured Zara's lips with his own, assuring her that everything that had said was true. The innocent Gerudo nurse blushed and wrapped her arms around Nathaniel's slim shoulders, latching him into an embrace.
"Nathaniel..." Zara said, pulling away and looking at the floor. "What will your brother think?"
"Does it really matter? I don't value any of my brother's opinions or decisions, even if it is kind of disrepectful, he's not very moral himself, is he?"
"Not really...I suppose..."
"And I hate him for what he's doing to Layla, as well! Layla seems like such a nice girl, ahh, what is the world coming to??" Nathaniel lamented.
"Oh, what do we do?" Zara sighed, laying her head on Nathaniel's chest.
"I don't know if we can do anything, Zara, my brother is very powerful and I'm afraid of what he'll do to me or, more importantly, you, if we try anything."
"Damn..." Zara said softly, clearly falling asleep once more.
"Go to sleep Zara, you've had a long day." Nathaniel laid her back in her bed and kissed her forehead before walking out of the infirmary to his older brother's quarters.
Layla was in her quarters, sitting on her bed in defeat. What was going to happen now, if nobody beleived her about the rape? The only one that knew an belived her were Celia, Link, and Zara. Even if she did have the baby, people whould think it's Link's, because they all know how much in love she was with him and he and cameron both had blonde hair.
What was going to happen now?
Nathaniel laid on Cameron's bed in the dark with a smirk of happiness. He finally got Zara, and there was NOTHING his cheauvanistic brother could do about it.
Link had woken up from his nap some time ago, and was riding Epona back to the fortress. He had to talk to Nathaniel the next morning. He had to figure out a way to get RID of Cameron.
Okay! So!! That's what they're all doing! . Review please, and I'm sorry I took so long tp update! But you know...threats of burning my dearest Saiyuki get to me. hugs Sanzo close Don't kill him!!!!