Breaking Free
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Reviews:
orligirl88: it's great that one of the people who read Friends Never Say Goodbye is actually keeping up with this. thanx for the review.
boromir: thanx. it's nice to know some people like where this is going.
MagickalStar135: yea, i dunno why, but i can never seem to come up with chapters longer than this. it is getting incredibly frustrating.
Lillybeth1: thanx for the carrots! lol
goldrider: thanx. i've been drawing on my own experiences. kinda healing for me...
"Look, I'm all right! Just let me out!"
"You need this! We can't trust you out of our sight!"
"Belegnaur, if you don't let me out, I'll break out. I can't be caged this long, like...like an animal! I won't do anything, just let me go!" Legolas started to cry, not matter how much he struggled to hold the tears at bay. Being in the healing ward for almost a month had taken its toll on the nature-loving elf. He was thin, shaky, and nervous, his eyes always darting about, as though trying to find a way out. Belegnaur came over beside his brother and hugged him, helplessness etched over his features.
"I know this is hard, I know, I know, but-"
"NO, you don't know! You don't know anything! I need to be outside, Naur! I need to be with the trees. I need to be alone to sort through my thoughts! The talking this last month has helped, but only to a point. I need to be without hovering elves for a few days, just to figure things out in my head," Legolas sobbed, feeling close to hysterics.
Belegnaur was torn. On one hand, Legolas had made great improvement in the last four weeks – or seemed to – and what he said made sense. The elf hadn't had a minute to himself since the incident. But for good reason, and that was the other side of the argument. True, it seemed like Legolas had gotten better. But it had only been a month. There was absolutely no guarantee that once he was out of the palace he wouldn't hurt himself. But he was cooped up inside too much longer, Legolas would waste away and die. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place. What was he supposed to do?
"What if I go to Rivendell?" Legolas suggested, as though reading his brother's thoughts. "I'll go to Elrond, and on the way, have the time to myself I need. If you don't get a messenger from Imladris in six days, you can send scouts after me."
There was nothing Belegnaur could really say to that. Elrond was the best healer on all of Arda, so if anyone could help Legolas, he could. And then there was the fact that Belegnaur's weakness was the fact that he could never really deny Legolas anything. Sure, at first he could, but his youngest sibling had a way of always getting what he wanted out of the crown prince in the end.
"All right," he sighed, knowing he was beaten. Legolas had a way of making him feel horrible if Belegnaur didn't give him what he asked for. The crown prince knew he could have gotten Thranduil involved but knew that if he did, Legolas would never speak to him again. Ever.
"Yes! Thanks Naur!" Legolas looked like a huge weight had been taken off of his shoulders and hurried away. Pausing at the door to the ward, he turned. "I mean it Belegnaur. Thank you. I really need this time to myself, just to think." Belegnaur grinned and nodded. At that, Legolas turned to get his things. Half an hour later, he was gone.
A/N: soooo sorry it took this long. I've been away for almost four weeks and also just started high school. I've all ready written the next chapter and will type it up quickly, I promise.
