Dream a Little Dream
By Siren
Hola guys! Yes, here's the next chapter. My boyfriend and I broke up, so I'll have some more time to write. This is both a good a bad thing. Bad for my romantic life but good for my one as a writer. Anyway, this chapter will involve graphic violence, so beware. I might be jacking the rating up to an 'R' soon. I don't own 'Numb' by Linkin Park. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
BEEP.
BEEP.
BEEP.
No, this is not an episode of Jerry Springer. It's my bloody alarm clock. Reaching behind me, I swat the stupid thing off my nightstand and listen to it crash and fall to the ground. The ringing abruptly stops, much to my relief. Letting out a sigh I sit up and stretch. My muscles groan in protest, but I stand up and grab some clothes out of my closet anyway. Grumbling about the alarm clock, I make my way to the bathroom and drag myself into the shower. "Nice shower," I mumble. "Nice warm water."
I remove my nightclothes and step into the shower, letting the hot water hit me at full blast. I close my eyes and lean against the tiled wall, letting the water wash over me. Nothing's better at 6:00 a.m. than a nice hot shower. I wash my hair and body before spending another ten minutes simply letting the warm water hit me. It's chilly outside and it's so nice in here. Finally I turn the shower off, grab my towel, dry off and get dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I wring out the excess water from my hair and quickly run a brush through it.
I don't bother with make-up. My mom may think it makes me look more feminine, but I'm not trying to attract anyone at the moment. The boys at my school are immature and don't hold my attention for very long. I walk back into my room and grab my boots. I slip them on and grab my leather jacket. Now that I'm all dressed it's time for breakfast. I glance out the window for a second, and my breath catches in my throat. I couldn't have just seen... It's impossible. I must be seeing things. I look over at Avarier's sleeping form, tempted to wake him. I look out the window again, and don't see anything. Maybe it was just my imagination.
"Siren?"
Avarier looks up at me sleepily, his eyes glazed over but full of concern. "What did you see?" he asks. I smile and shrug. "Nothing except a beautiful morning. I have to go to school now and I won't be back until around three. Just keep yourselves hidden from my family and wait for me to come back." I kiss his forehead and shove him back onto the bed. "Now get some sleep," I command with a smirk. Avarier grins back tiredly and does as I say.
Putting my jacket on, I walk out of my room with a grim face. I probably didn't see anything, but I have to be sure. I grab my backpack and head over to the front door. My parents are still asleep and my sisters are still getting ready. I leave my backpack on the porch and close the front door behind me. I look over at the woods, my heart thudding wildly in my chest. Whether it's out of fear or anticipation, I don't know. Either way, my feet continue to carry me to the forest.
I cross through the line of trees and go in deeper. The trees seem to close in around me as I walk, twigs and dry leaves crunching under my feet. My body is alert, my eyes sweeping the area around me for any sign of movement. If what I saw was true, than I'm in deep shit. I make my way to the clearing before the cliff, and stop walking. The hair on the back of my neck is standing up and a sheen of sweat is beginning to spread over my body. Oh God. I shouldn't have come out here alone. I shouldn't have lied to Avarier. I should have just stayed in my room. With my heart pounding even harder, I turn around to go back.
"Leaving so soon?"
I let out a gasp and stare at the elf in front of me. His lips twist into a cruel smile and I feel my heart stop.
"Olos."
The dark elf's smile grows. "The one and only." He circles around me, his eyes never leaving my form. His graceful movement and feral grin scream 'predator'. Oh God, he's going to kill me. Damn it, I never should've come! "Tell me, mortal. Did you miss me?" I feel his eyes rake over me and shudder. "Like a person misses an annoying pain in their ass," I reply with a shaky voice. The elf chuckles and stops in front of me. "Still so witty? And here I thought you might have matured," the elf scolded in mock disappointment. "And I thought you would have learned to not come near me again after what happened in Gondor. Still playing with mortals, Olos? Don't you remember what happened the last time you did?"
I hear him growl and disgustingly enough it sounds almost like a purr. "Last time was mere entertainment. This, young mortal," he touches my cheek, "is revenge." My heart returns to pounding in my rib cage and I take a shuddered breath. "Revenge? That's really original Olos. And I thought that the first-born were the wisest of all creatures." He removes his hand from my cheek only to have it connect sharply again with a hard slap. My head snaps to the side from the force and I stumble backwards. My hand flies to my cheek and I know it's going to bruise. "Hitting girls now, Olos? Tsk, tsk," I mock.
In the blink of an eye he's in front of me again and grabs me by the nape of my neck, holding me in front of him. I cry out at the pressure and try to shove him away. "Ah! Stop it!" Olos only tightens his grip. "You would do well to bite your tongue, mortal wench." Pursing my lips I grab his wrist and dig my nails into his flesh. He cringes but doesn't let go. "Fuck you," I say and spit in his face. I watch my saliva slide down his flawless flesh, and feel a twinge of satisfaction. He backhands me and tosses me to the ground.
"Where to start with the torture? Dismemberment? Burning? Cutting? Broken bones?"
"Go to hell," I growl and sit up. Olos delivers a swift kick to my abdomen and the wind rushes out of my lungs. I grunt and fall back. "No, please, don't get up. Your clumsy movements will only distract me further." I roll my eyes, trying to take a decent breath. "Gee, I wouldn't want to be a hindrance," I rasp sarcastically. Olos chuckles and places his foot on my chest, constricting my breathing even further. "Fuck," I grunt and try to push his foot away. "Hold still," he says in a warning tone. Yeah, right. I struggle harder and he pushes on his foot with his weight. I feel a rib snap and shriek in pain.
"I warned you." I stop struggling, but squeeze his ankle because of the pain. And that rib just healed, too!
I am a little bit of loneliness
A little bit of disregard
Handful of complaints but I can't help the fact
That everyone can see these scars
"Now, where was I? Ah yes, how to pass the time before I kill you." I roll my head to the side, refusing to look at him. "Now, now, don't be like that. Look at me when I'm plotting to murder you." Olos presses on my chest again and I snap my head up to meet his gaze. "That's better." I frown and glare at him. "All I have to do is scream and Legolas will hear. He'll kill you for this." Olos shrugs. "Probably. But you'll be dead before he gets here and I'll be long gone. So go ahead, scream all you like. In fact, I think I'd enjoy it," he says with a malicious grin.
What I want you to want
What I want you to feel
But it's not matter what I do, I can't convince you
To just believe this is real
Olos removes his foot and I inhale deeply, feeling my rib crack as my lungs expand. I hear the leaves rustle next to me and see Olos hovering over me. "Cry for me." I shake my head. "Drop dead, cretin." I roll onto my side and push myself onto my hands and knees. "Legolas----" Olos kicks me in the stomach and straddles my back. I writhe underneath him and try to push myself off the ground. Olos grabs my hands and pins them with one hand. He rips the back of my shirt with the other. "Son of a bitch!" I start struggling again with renewed vigor. This bastard will NOT get that.
So I let go
Watching you
Turn your back like you always do
"No! No, Olos, don't you dare! Stop it! Stop!" I fight to pull my hands free but his grip is too strong. "DAMN YOU! STOP! LEGOLAS! AVARIER! ASTAIDER! HODOER! HELP ME!" I scream loudly. Olos growls harshly and yanks my head up by my hair. I shriek and start crying. This bastard is going to violate me. Legolas, where are you? I feel Olos's teeth scrape my neck and shoulder painfully. I cry harder, trying to shut out everything.
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you want what I've got
"LEGOLAS! SOMEBODY! PLEASE! PLEASE HELP ME!"
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
"Legolas will not save you! Neither will the mortal or the she-elves! Nobody will save you! Not now, not from me," he breathes into my ear before licking the outer shell. "They will kill you if I don't do it first!" Olos laughs deeply and squeezes his hand around my neck. "Foolish girl. They could not kill me before and they will not kill me now. I, on the other hand, can kill whomever I wish. Starting with you." He kisses the nape of my beck gently before squeezing it painfully.
I am a little bit insecure
A little unconfident
'Cause you don't understand, I do what I can
But sometimes I don't make sense
I summon all the energy I have left and put it into one last struggle. I manage to slip one hand free and elbow Olos in the face. He cries out and loosens his grip enough for me to push him off of me. I begin coughing and gasping for much needed air while crawling away. "COME BACK HERE!" A hand wraps around my ankle and starts to pull me back, and my fingers scrape against the dirt. "No...Legolas! Somebody please!" Olos turns me onto my back and straddles my waist. "I already told you! No one can save you from me!"
I say what you never wanna say
But I've never had a doubt
It's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you
For once just to hear me out
Olos reaches down his leg and removes a small dagger from his boot. Lifting it up, it shines brilliantly in the approaching sunlight. He's going to kill me. I'm going to die here. I shut my eyes tightly, tears slipping out of the corners. Please don't let it hurt.
WHOOSH!
Olos cries out and my eyes fly open. The dark elf is pinned to a tree, an arrow sticking out of his shoulder. I sit up and look at him in shock. Olos shuts his eyes tightly and grips the shaft of the arrow. "SIREN!" I jump at the sound of Legolas's voice, and my eyes snap down to the dagger lying in front of me. I grab it and clutch it tightly. "I told you," I say under my breath. Olos curses in elvish as he tears the arrow out of his flesh and throws it to the ground. His eyes meet mine and I hold the dagger threateningly. "Try it and I'll bury this thing so deep in your chest that you won't be able to pull it out," I growl, my eyes glinting. I hear Avarier running and smile coldly. "I'll kill you for this, Olos. Amin vesta." His eyes fall on the dagger and he runs.
So I let go, watching you
Turn your back like you always do
I'll be here
'Cause you want what I've got
"Siren!" I feel Avarier's hands on my shoulders, but I don't turn to face him. My eyes are locked on the spot where Olos was standing. If Legolas had been here two seconds later, I would be dead. I'd be dead and Olos would have gotten away with it. My grip on the dagger tightens painfully.
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
"Siren, he's gone. It's over," Avarier whispers and places a chaste kiss to my temple. "It's not over," I say in a hollow voice. Avarier tries to take the dagger from me, but he can't release it from my iron grip. "Siren, let it go. He's gone." I let the weapon go and stand up shakily. My shirt slips down one shoulder but I don't take any notice of it. Olos crossed the line and he's going to pay. I feel someone wrap a cloak or blanket around me and I hold it to me from the front.
Now
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now
"Siren, your mother is calling the 'police' and your father is almost here. We must hide, but you will not be out of our sight, I promise. Olos will never get another chance to do this," Legolas promises. But his promises never reach my ears because I'm not listening. It's obvious that Olos knows his way around here, foreign world or not. And he wants revenge. Well now we have something in common.
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
"Siren! God, are you okay? We heard the screaming...Oh God, you're bleeding! What happened to you?" My father grabs my shoulders and searches my face worriedly. "Oh God, honey, what happened to you? Who did this?" Shut up. Everybody, just shut up. My eyes roll into the back of my head and I fall into his arms limply.
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
2 Be Continued
A/N- Well, I said this story would contain violence. ^_^;;;
I know this is a darker chapter, and that's how I intended it to be. But it will get lighter next chapter. Don't worry.
Beth- I'm glad you thought it was great. ^_^
Shire Elf- Sorry, I've been meaning to but I've been so bloody busy lately. I was really hyper yesterday. SUGAR AND CAFFIENE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! I'll look at your story as soon as I'm done uploading this. ^_^
Cowgirl- I'm glad you think I have talent! I'm really self-conscious actually. ^_^;;;
Aislin- I could see Haldir doing that to. *snickers* Yeah, I figured Olos wouldn't make it that far in Lothlorien without being killed, but would they really shoot an elf? And naked Gandalf...MANY FRIGHTENING IMAGES! GAH! At a complete lack of ideas for your story? But, but I wanna read!!! Ha ha, men have no coordination, lol.
Fuzzy hobbit- I sort of kicked his ass. Than again, he's an elf and I'm just a mortal. It's a little difficult to kick an elf's ass.
I'mnotinamoodtotellumyname- I fall down the stairs a lot too. I'm just freakin' clumsy, lol.
Kurleyhawk2- I'm glad you love it!!!! ^_^
Bosson12787- Yes, he must die. GRRRR!!!!!!!!
Marie- Dark is fun to write, strangely enough. *shrug* Forget the beer. Beer is icky. Vodka? Eh, maybe. Get the elvish wine! It's gooooooood! *grabs a bottle and chugs it* I'd like to thank Elladan and Elrohir for smuggling me the wine! *HICCUP*
Lady Fool- COOKIE DOUGH!!!! *shares it with everybody* I love cookie dough. ^_^ I hope I get him a second time too. He must be punished.
Pyro She-Devil- I LOVE YOUR PEN NAME! PYROS KICK ASS! I love 'Bleed for Me' too. That song is so awesome. *sings* 'Cause you bleed for me, and I didn't dare to notice youuuuuuuuu!
By Siren
Hola guys! Yes, here's the next chapter. My boyfriend and I broke up, so I'll have some more time to write. This is both a good a bad thing. Bad for my romantic life but good for my one as a writer. Anyway, this chapter will involve graphic violence, so beware. I might be jacking the rating up to an 'R' soon. I don't own 'Numb' by Linkin Park. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
BEEP.
BEEP.
BEEP.
No, this is not an episode of Jerry Springer. It's my bloody alarm clock. Reaching behind me, I swat the stupid thing off my nightstand and listen to it crash and fall to the ground. The ringing abruptly stops, much to my relief. Letting out a sigh I sit up and stretch. My muscles groan in protest, but I stand up and grab some clothes out of my closet anyway. Grumbling about the alarm clock, I make my way to the bathroom and drag myself into the shower. "Nice shower," I mumble. "Nice warm water."
I remove my nightclothes and step into the shower, letting the hot water hit me at full blast. I close my eyes and lean against the tiled wall, letting the water wash over me. Nothing's better at 6:00 a.m. than a nice hot shower. I wash my hair and body before spending another ten minutes simply letting the warm water hit me. It's chilly outside and it's so nice in here. Finally I turn the shower off, grab my towel, dry off and get dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I wring out the excess water from my hair and quickly run a brush through it.
I don't bother with make-up. My mom may think it makes me look more feminine, but I'm not trying to attract anyone at the moment. The boys at my school are immature and don't hold my attention for very long. I walk back into my room and grab my boots. I slip them on and grab my leather jacket. Now that I'm all dressed it's time for breakfast. I glance out the window for a second, and my breath catches in my throat. I couldn't have just seen... It's impossible. I must be seeing things. I look over at Avarier's sleeping form, tempted to wake him. I look out the window again, and don't see anything. Maybe it was just my imagination.
"Siren?"
Avarier looks up at me sleepily, his eyes glazed over but full of concern. "What did you see?" he asks. I smile and shrug. "Nothing except a beautiful morning. I have to go to school now and I won't be back until around three. Just keep yourselves hidden from my family and wait for me to come back." I kiss his forehead and shove him back onto the bed. "Now get some sleep," I command with a smirk. Avarier grins back tiredly and does as I say.
Putting my jacket on, I walk out of my room with a grim face. I probably didn't see anything, but I have to be sure. I grab my backpack and head over to the front door. My parents are still asleep and my sisters are still getting ready. I leave my backpack on the porch and close the front door behind me. I look over at the woods, my heart thudding wildly in my chest. Whether it's out of fear or anticipation, I don't know. Either way, my feet continue to carry me to the forest.
I cross through the line of trees and go in deeper. The trees seem to close in around me as I walk, twigs and dry leaves crunching under my feet. My body is alert, my eyes sweeping the area around me for any sign of movement. If what I saw was true, than I'm in deep shit. I make my way to the clearing before the cliff, and stop walking. The hair on the back of my neck is standing up and a sheen of sweat is beginning to spread over my body. Oh God. I shouldn't have come out here alone. I shouldn't have lied to Avarier. I should have just stayed in my room. With my heart pounding even harder, I turn around to go back.
"Leaving so soon?"
I let out a gasp and stare at the elf in front of me. His lips twist into a cruel smile and I feel my heart stop.
"Olos."
The dark elf's smile grows. "The one and only." He circles around me, his eyes never leaving my form. His graceful movement and feral grin scream 'predator'. Oh God, he's going to kill me. Damn it, I never should've come! "Tell me, mortal. Did you miss me?" I feel his eyes rake over me and shudder. "Like a person misses an annoying pain in their ass," I reply with a shaky voice. The elf chuckles and stops in front of me. "Still so witty? And here I thought you might have matured," the elf scolded in mock disappointment. "And I thought you would have learned to not come near me again after what happened in Gondor. Still playing with mortals, Olos? Don't you remember what happened the last time you did?"
I hear him growl and disgustingly enough it sounds almost like a purr. "Last time was mere entertainment. This, young mortal," he touches my cheek, "is revenge." My heart returns to pounding in my rib cage and I take a shuddered breath. "Revenge? That's really original Olos. And I thought that the first-born were the wisest of all creatures." He removes his hand from my cheek only to have it connect sharply again with a hard slap. My head snaps to the side from the force and I stumble backwards. My hand flies to my cheek and I know it's going to bruise. "Hitting girls now, Olos? Tsk, tsk," I mock.
In the blink of an eye he's in front of me again and grabs me by the nape of my neck, holding me in front of him. I cry out at the pressure and try to shove him away. "Ah! Stop it!" Olos only tightens his grip. "You would do well to bite your tongue, mortal wench." Pursing my lips I grab his wrist and dig my nails into his flesh. He cringes but doesn't let go. "Fuck you," I say and spit in his face. I watch my saliva slide down his flawless flesh, and feel a twinge of satisfaction. He backhands me and tosses me to the ground.
"Where to start with the torture? Dismemberment? Burning? Cutting? Broken bones?"
"Go to hell," I growl and sit up. Olos delivers a swift kick to my abdomen and the wind rushes out of my lungs. I grunt and fall back. "No, please, don't get up. Your clumsy movements will only distract me further." I roll my eyes, trying to take a decent breath. "Gee, I wouldn't want to be a hindrance," I rasp sarcastically. Olos chuckles and places his foot on my chest, constricting my breathing even further. "Fuck," I grunt and try to push his foot away. "Hold still," he says in a warning tone. Yeah, right. I struggle harder and he pushes on his foot with his weight. I feel a rib snap and shriek in pain.
"I warned you." I stop struggling, but squeeze his ankle because of the pain. And that rib just healed, too!
I am a little bit of loneliness
A little bit of disregard
Handful of complaints but I can't help the fact
That everyone can see these scars
"Now, where was I? Ah yes, how to pass the time before I kill you." I roll my head to the side, refusing to look at him. "Now, now, don't be like that. Look at me when I'm plotting to murder you." Olos presses on my chest again and I snap my head up to meet his gaze. "That's better." I frown and glare at him. "All I have to do is scream and Legolas will hear. He'll kill you for this." Olos shrugs. "Probably. But you'll be dead before he gets here and I'll be long gone. So go ahead, scream all you like. In fact, I think I'd enjoy it," he says with a malicious grin.
What I want you to want
What I want you to feel
But it's not matter what I do, I can't convince you
To just believe this is real
Olos removes his foot and I inhale deeply, feeling my rib crack as my lungs expand. I hear the leaves rustle next to me and see Olos hovering over me. "Cry for me." I shake my head. "Drop dead, cretin." I roll onto my side and push myself onto my hands and knees. "Legolas----" Olos kicks me in the stomach and straddles my back. I writhe underneath him and try to push myself off the ground. Olos grabs my hands and pins them with one hand. He rips the back of my shirt with the other. "Son of a bitch!" I start struggling again with renewed vigor. This bastard will NOT get that.
So I let go
Watching you
Turn your back like you always do
"No! No, Olos, don't you dare! Stop it! Stop!" I fight to pull my hands free but his grip is too strong. "DAMN YOU! STOP! LEGOLAS! AVARIER! ASTAIDER! HODOER! HELP ME!" I scream loudly. Olos growls harshly and yanks my head up by my hair. I shriek and start crying. This bastard is going to violate me. Legolas, where are you? I feel Olos's teeth scrape my neck and shoulder painfully. I cry harder, trying to shut out everything.
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you want what I've got
"LEGOLAS! SOMEBODY! PLEASE! PLEASE HELP ME!"
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
"Legolas will not save you! Neither will the mortal or the she-elves! Nobody will save you! Not now, not from me," he breathes into my ear before licking the outer shell. "They will kill you if I don't do it first!" Olos laughs deeply and squeezes his hand around my neck. "Foolish girl. They could not kill me before and they will not kill me now. I, on the other hand, can kill whomever I wish. Starting with you." He kisses the nape of my beck gently before squeezing it painfully.
I am a little bit insecure
A little unconfident
'Cause you don't understand, I do what I can
But sometimes I don't make sense
I summon all the energy I have left and put it into one last struggle. I manage to slip one hand free and elbow Olos in the face. He cries out and loosens his grip enough for me to push him off of me. I begin coughing and gasping for much needed air while crawling away. "COME BACK HERE!" A hand wraps around my ankle and starts to pull me back, and my fingers scrape against the dirt. "No...Legolas! Somebody please!" Olos turns me onto my back and straddles my waist. "I already told you! No one can save you from me!"
I say what you never wanna say
But I've never had a doubt
It's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you
For once just to hear me out
Olos reaches down his leg and removes a small dagger from his boot. Lifting it up, it shines brilliantly in the approaching sunlight. He's going to kill me. I'm going to die here. I shut my eyes tightly, tears slipping out of the corners. Please don't let it hurt.
WHOOSH!
Olos cries out and my eyes fly open. The dark elf is pinned to a tree, an arrow sticking out of his shoulder. I sit up and look at him in shock. Olos shuts his eyes tightly and grips the shaft of the arrow. "SIREN!" I jump at the sound of Legolas's voice, and my eyes snap down to the dagger lying in front of me. I grab it and clutch it tightly. "I told you," I say under my breath. Olos curses in elvish as he tears the arrow out of his flesh and throws it to the ground. His eyes meet mine and I hold the dagger threateningly. "Try it and I'll bury this thing so deep in your chest that you won't be able to pull it out," I growl, my eyes glinting. I hear Avarier running and smile coldly. "I'll kill you for this, Olos. Amin vesta." His eyes fall on the dagger and he runs.
So I let go, watching you
Turn your back like you always do
I'll be here
'Cause you want what I've got
"Siren!" I feel Avarier's hands on my shoulders, but I don't turn to face him. My eyes are locked on the spot where Olos was standing. If Legolas had been here two seconds later, I would be dead. I'd be dead and Olos would have gotten away with it. My grip on the dagger tightens painfully.
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
"Siren, he's gone. It's over," Avarier whispers and places a chaste kiss to my temple. "It's not over," I say in a hollow voice. Avarier tries to take the dagger from me, but he can't release it from my iron grip. "Siren, let it go. He's gone." I let the weapon go and stand up shakily. My shirt slips down one shoulder but I don't take any notice of it. Olos crossed the line and he's going to pay. I feel someone wrap a cloak or blanket around me and I hold it to me from the front.
Now
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now
"Siren, your mother is calling the 'police' and your father is almost here. We must hide, but you will not be out of our sight, I promise. Olos will never get another chance to do this," Legolas promises. But his promises never reach my ears because I'm not listening. It's obvious that Olos knows his way around here, foreign world or not. And he wants revenge. Well now we have something in common.
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
"Siren! God, are you okay? We heard the screaming...Oh God, you're bleeding! What happened to you?" My father grabs my shoulders and searches my face worriedly. "Oh God, honey, what happened to you? Who did this?" Shut up. Everybody, just shut up. My eyes roll into the back of my head and I fall into his arms limply.
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
2 Be Continued
A/N- Well, I said this story would contain violence. ^_^;;;
I know this is a darker chapter, and that's how I intended it to be. But it will get lighter next chapter. Don't worry.
Beth- I'm glad you thought it was great. ^_^
Shire Elf- Sorry, I've been meaning to but I've been so bloody busy lately. I was really hyper yesterday. SUGAR AND CAFFIENE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! I'll look at your story as soon as I'm done uploading this. ^_^
Cowgirl- I'm glad you think I have talent! I'm really self-conscious actually. ^_^;;;
Aislin- I could see Haldir doing that to. *snickers* Yeah, I figured Olos wouldn't make it that far in Lothlorien without being killed, but would they really shoot an elf? And naked Gandalf...MANY FRIGHTENING IMAGES! GAH! At a complete lack of ideas for your story? But, but I wanna read!!! Ha ha, men have no coordination, lol.
Fuzzy hobbit- I sort of kicked his ass. Than again, he's an elf and I'm just a mortal. It's a little difficult to kick an elf's ass.
I'mnotinamoodtotellumyname- I fall down the stairs a lot too. I'm just freakin' clumsy, lol.
Kurleyhawk2- I'm glad you love it!!!! ^_^
Bosson12787- Yes, he must die. GRRRR!!!!!!!!
Marie- Dark is fun to write, strangely enough. *shrug* Forget the beer. Beer is icky. Vodka? Eh, maybe. Get the elvish wine! It's gooooooood! *grabs a bottle and chugs it* I'd like to thank Elladan and Elrohir for smuggling me the wine! *HICCUP*
Lady Fool- COOKIE DOUGH!!!! *shares it with everybody* I love cookie dough. ^_^ I hope I get him a second time too. He must be punished.
Pyro She-Devil- I LOVE YOUR PEN NAME! PYROS KICK ASS! I love 'Bleed for Me' too. That song is so awesome. *sings* 'Cause you bleed for me, and I didn't dare to notice youuuuuuuuu!