Replies... I don't think I replied to anyone using the reply button. Did I? I have such a horrid memory...
Bullseye-Fanatic: Wait, wait! You have to wait to kill her till the end of the story.
Fili: In answer to all the things you pointed out: She's a Sue. That's the answer
Arndis: Because, according to Sues, hot Elven guys just randomly have engagement rings in their pockets, or something.
Snurtz: When I wrote that, I was actually referring to myself writing the story, only I switched it around to fit in with Lindsey.
Raven-Padfoot-Marauder: Oh, don't worry. I read the books after the first movie came out, but none of it sunk into my brain. I was just too young, even though I've been a bookworm and voracious reader for forever. I'm not gonna lie- for a lot of people, those books are a hard read. I've since read them... five times? Maybe four. I dunno.
Cowgirl4Christ: I don't even KNOW what I'm gonna have Lindsey do. I don't have any ideas. But hey, I've been winging it this entire story, I'll survive somehow. And I think I remember THINKING about having a long proposal, but I didn't want to type it all up.
Psalm 136: See, I don't WANT a big huge chunky ring. I just want a nice ring. Yeah.
xmutedx: I don't know what she's going to do. And yeah, it's pretty awful that people do that.
MademoiselleSilver: Like I've said twice already, I have no ideas about what she is going to do. :) Shoulda thought of something before I typed up that she thought she had an idea.
Zelscar: The little voice is right. However, I am planning another story with a Sue in it, but it won't be completely filled with disgusting Sueishness, though it'll have its fair share, probably.
RoonilWazlib42: Drooling over Orlando Bloom, naturally.
Slayer3: Yes... well...
SpaceRoses: I love that headline! Absolutely excellent. Oh, and just wait for the next LOTR story I'm writing... it's not a sequel to this, but it's gonna have a Sue in it... it's hard to explain, but you'll have to read it when it comes.
Bitten by a cow: I REMEMBER! I REPLIED TO YOU!
BlackRosePoison-Orchid: It's coming, unfortunately...
Chapter 14
Rebecca was not in a state of complete happiness. No, she was barely happy at all. The past few days had been agony without Jeff. Without hearing his voice, or feeling his lips on hers, or anything. It was pure torture.
The two days that Rebecca had actually gone to school had been horrible and humiliating. Even though Jeff had had the decency to tell everyone that she had dumped him, to help her save face, she still considered him a terrible, insensitive jerk, and nearly fainted into her dear friend Amanda's arms when she saw him talking to Riki Silver. Riki was one of the richest, most popular girls in school, nearly as popular as Rebecca herself. She was also a nicey-nice person, and she didn't fake it, which was the most disgusting part. She gave to charities and put money into the homeless people's cups and stuff. Who does that? She wasn't pretty, but she was nice enough and rich enough to be popular, and Rebecca detested girls like that.
Three days out of the week, Rebecca's mother had insisted she stay home, because her face was slightly pale. She had spent those precious free hours on the computer, typing up her story. In three days, only one of which had been spent entirely in bed, Rebecca had written two chapters of her story.
Monday
Chapter 13
That night, something magical happened between them. A promise of everlasting love, and marriage vows made between them under the starry night sky. They both considered it binding, and as Faith was not at home anymore, she didn't see any need for legal documents that probably didn't exist here anyway. They had a magical night together, and both fell asleep, contented.
Legolas woke in the morning before Faith, leaving her sleeping peacefully. As he started building a fire and rummaging around in the sacks looking for something to breakfast upon, he couldn't help but stare at his beloved Faith.
She was laying on her stomach, one hand beneath her head, a perfect blond curl gracing one of her porcelain cheeks. The cloak embraced the girl tightly, revealing every curve she had. The night truly had been magical, and Legolas knew she was perfect for him. He turned back to get the fire started.
Faith awoke silently, not moving, just following her wonderful Legolas with her eyes. He was so graceful in his movements. She almost giggled with happiness as she looked at the gorgeous ring gracing the ring finger of her left hand. Well, now it was a wedding ring, she reminded herself.
It did not take long for Legolas to see that Faith was awake. He stopped what he was doing and went over to her, kneeling down and stroking her shoulder with his hand. She blushed lightly and smiled. He kissed her slowly, but what began as a short kiss led to passionate kissing.
Rebecca stopped and decided to leave that sentence as it was. The chapter was perfectly and completely romantic as it was, and there was so much more to come!
A few hours later, after much more kissing, the couple dressed and ate, eager to be on their way. They were incredibly happy to be married. They loved each other with too great a passion, and they truly did consider the vows they had spoken to be sufficient.
After walking for twenty minutes, Legolas declared that Faith looked tired, and carried her into another secluded spot in the woods, where they proceeded to have a simply wonderful and restful break while Sweetness stood by, unattended, munching grass.
Then they decided to ride Sweetness for a while, so seeing no need to keep the possessions of the deceased, they dumped off the Hobbits' bag, Aragorn's bag, and another bag. They decided to sit in such a way that Legolas was facing forward, but Faith was sitting backwards, and they proceeded to kiss while they rode.
While they were taking a break from kissing, and Faith's head was leaned against Legolas's chest, he began to talk about his childhood. She listened contentedly to the rise and fall of his voice mingled with the beating of his heart.
But then suddenly, his
heartbeat sped up and he stopped talking. Faith could immediately
sense something was wrong. She looked down by accident at the sword
round her tiny waist and noticed it was glowing blue. Wait! That
meant that Orks were coming!
Rebecca frowned slightly. She had no idea how to spell orcs. Maybe she had before, but by now she was too wrapped up in the romance of Faith and Legolas to care about spelling. She left it as it was and continued.
"Hurry, Legolas, we must dismount." She said, hopping down and pulling out the glowing shortsword. Sting was hers now that poor Frudo was gone. "There!" She pointed to a forest and motioned for Legolas to go and tie Sweetness down.
While he was doing that, Faith was practicing with the sword. She practiced her balance as she stabbed an imaginary foe, and it was perfect, as usual.
Then, Legolas was next to her, the Orcks were running towards them, and Legolas was giving her one last kiss before the fighting started.
There were many Orccs, and both Legolas and Faith fought galantly. But there were so many... too many, in fact, for the pair, who kept breaking concentration on the fight to make sure the other was all right, even though they were fighting back to back.
Soon, Faith heard a distant call with her Elven ears-for she had told Legolas last night that she was partly Elvish, and it was true. She told him that that was probably where she got her beauty from, but Legolas disagreed. He said he had never seen any Elven maiden that was so achingly beautiful as she.
But, as she heard the call, Faith lifted her eyes to the eastern sky, and there was the Fellowship, running down a hill to help them. The girl tore her eyes away from the western horizon and continued fighting.
But, the Orkes were leaving! They were running away! She turned with a huge smile on her face to her beloved Legolas, but... he wasn't there!
Rebecca wrinkled her nose in dislike. She didn't like writing action, and she liked writing that the hero was separated from the heroine even less, but it had to be done. For the sake of the story, so that it could go on forever, she had to have stuff happen.
Faith looked at the group or retreating Orces and saw that on their shoulder they bore her hot Elven Prince, who was staring at her with love in his heartbroken, beautiful blue eyes.
"No!" She shrieked, trying to run after them, but somebody held her back. "No!" She screamed again, falling to her knees in pain. Her heart was aching, oh, how it was aching! Tears streamed down her perfect cheeks as she sobbed.
The Fellowship stood by in a group, watching the teenager cry her heart out. "Serves her right," someone said, their voice filled with disgust. "Did you see that ring on her finger? They must be betrothed, or somethin'." Said another. This was met with mutters of disagreement. "Surely Legolas would never be so foolish as to think he could wed a mortal."
"He's not really even in love with her." This comment was met with many head nods and words of agreement. "However, he is gone now, but we shouldn't just allow the Orcs to take him." One of the men said this. "How did Legolas get taken anyway? He's an excellent warrior... I can't imagine the Orcs just lifting him and taking him off like that." One of the hobbits piped up.
"It was her. It had to be her. She's ruined him."
Not a single head didn't nod.
Faith lifted her tearstained face to the group, and cried out fervently, "We are married, for your information! And he loves me more than he loves life itself! And I am partially Elvish!" She would've said more but her words were stopped by her sobs.
Rebecca was not trying to cry. She was trying not to cry, in fact. But what had happened to Faith so reflected what had happened to her that she couldn't help it. She was sobbing. She had decided to leave the chapter as was and move on to the next, but somehow, she just couldn't motivate herself. She hated the part about that horrible Fellowship believing Faith had ruined Legolas, but it was necessary to put in, just like it had been for the last chapters.
She simply saved the chapter, uploaded it, and climbed into bed with her broken heart, groping for the box of Kleenex. She wiped her eyes and blew her nose, staring at the face of Orlando Bloom that adorned her comforter. She almost grinned through her tears, as the sight of his wonderfully handsome face could always make her smile. But she couldn't quite smile this time. She missed Jeff too much.
