Through A Nightingale's Eyes
Disclaimer~ I do not own any of Tolkien's creations. I only own my characters and some of the storyline.
~IMPORTANT~ Please DO NOT flame my story, because you have been warned. By the way, I HAVE read the LOTR books. If you have some constructive criticism or tips for me, please e-mail me at:
celticpirate87@charter.net
Thank you for your consideration. Peace!
~Jack-Sparrow-Lover
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~*~RATED "R" FOR LANGUAGE AND POSSIBLY OTHER STUFF~*~
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/.../= thoughts of a character
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Chapter 5~ Nervous
Legolas and Gimli were incredibly bored while Kayla and Aragorn were gone. The elf sat on the sofa reading and Gimli was up on a stool, jumping up and down trying to reach one of the other books on a bookshelf. "Why does this girl keep everything up so high?" the dwarf asked.
"Need some help, my friend?" Legolas asked, not looking up from the book. Gimli didn't answer and continued to jump. "Gimli, will you get down before you hurt yourself?"
"I can-do-this!" he screamed as he finally grabbed the blue book he was aiming for. Unfortunately, he took the entire shelf down with him. Legolas jumped up and saw the shelf lying on the ground, but there was no sign of the dwarf. "GIMLI!" he shouted. Legolas then heard movement under the bookcase and a grunt. He lifted the shelf and tossed it to the side. Gimli was lying with his eyes wide open and the book clutched in his hands. "Are you alright?" the elf asked.
"Never better," Gimli grunted as he stood up, the same stunned look on his face.
"I offered to help you, you know."
"Aye, but I need to take care of myself. Remember, nobody tosses a dwarf."
"But I wouldn't have been tossing you, Gimli." The dwarf was about to say something but instead sat down in a chair and opened up the book. "What are you reading?" Legolas asked as he walked over and hovered over his friend.
"This Journal Belongs to: Kayla Sparrow"
"Gimli, you can't read that!" Legolas said as he snatched the book from the dwarf and held it tightly.
"And why not?"
"It's where she writes down her personal thoughts. Go and read something different, like the one I'm reading. I'm going to hide this from you," Legolas said as he walked upstairs and into their room. He sat down on the bed and ran his fingers over the cover of the book. It was blue leather and very smooth. "Well, maybe a small peek won't hurt," he said quietly as he opened to the first page and began to read silently:
~Dear Journal,
Today was another boring day in torture. My father is such a jerk. He told me that I only have one more year and then I'm getting kicked out. I'm only fucking fifteen! What's his damn problem? Ever since Mom dies, he's been so distant. It's like he knows something I don't. Why won't he tell me anything? It hurts so much to think that he doesn't love me anymore. Maybe he never wanted me. No one wants me. Guys won't even take a glance at me without running to the bathroom sick as dogs. Why can't I find the right man? I wish I could meet someone who's my equal. Someone who accepts me and knows how to treat me.
Men.you can't live with them, but you can live without them. That's how I see it. My stupid father and the even stupider guys at school. Actually, scratch that and switch it. I feel so stupid. Maybe I should go and commit suicide. Hopefully tomorrow will be better, though it never has been~
"Oh my," Legolas said under his breath, "How could she think that?" He turned the page and read the small poem:
~Life or Death Life It's not what you think It's full of nasty surprises Death It's peace It's quiet Why can't I be there? Be at peace with myself? No one cares Life or Death? I choose death~
"What's gotten into her? She wrote this three years ago. Why doesn't she talk to someone?" The elf stared in disbelief and skipped the next few pages. There was another entry that caught his attention.
~Dear Journal, Today was wonderful! Yes, I said wonderful. Forget everything I ever said about life. I finally met someone for me. He's so perfect. He made my birthday so special. I was walking down the hall and I dropped my books. I felt so stupid, but when I went down to pick them up, I met a pair of amazing green eyes. Black bangs hung in front of his pale face and he smiled at me. Can you believe it? He smiled at me. It was so unusual and I felt incredible. He said hello and asked me out on a date. I think we're going to be together for a long time~
"Well, that's an improvement. It looks like everything was going great." Legolas flipped to the end of the journal and saw that there were satanic pictures drawn all over a man's face. Green eyes and black hair.that was the guy. The elf flipped to the last page and read the final entry:
~Dear Journal, As I say everyday, I want my father to burn in freaking hell. He kicked me out two years ago and I'm still downright miserable. Why did all of this happen to me? Why do I repeat that same sentence EVERYDAY? I must need help. I'm finally living the life I want though. I bought a Sebring convertible and even own a cute little house. Life seemed great until today.
My stupid boyfriend was lying to me. He's such a fucking bastard. He was living with me for a while, but I had to break up with the son-of-a-bitch. I saw him kissing this slut from high school in the mall. When I confronted him about it, he hit me. I kicked him out. Why did I do this to myself? I knew it was too good to be true. My life was finally getting better after what my father did, but now everything just went straight to hell. I can't believe me life. Is it never going to get any better? I don't know. All I do know is that the whole world is going to hell and I'm driving the bus. I don't even remember where I heard that saying.
Why did I fool myself? Why did I believe my life could get any better? I'm wishing again for my life to get better. God, if you love me at all, this is a cry for help~
A tear ran down Legolas' face. He had never read anything so depressing in his entire life. This girl was all alone in the world and didn't really have anyone to talk to. Suddenly, the phone rang and Legolas placed the journal under his pillow. He carefully made his way downstairs and over to the phone. He carefully picked it up and lifted it to his ear. "H-Hello?" he asked.
" *Hi, is Kayla there*?" the voice asked.
"No, but she should be home sometime soon," Legolas said, "Who is this?"
" *This is Melinda. Please have her call me when she gets back*."
"Okay, good-bye, my lady," Legolas replied as he hung up the phone. Gimli walked over and stared at him. "You used that thing?" the dwarf asked.
"It's not like I knew what I was doing, but I hope I did it right." Legolas' ears perked up when he heard screaming from outside. "SO WHAT IF HE'S MY DAD? HE'S SUCH A BASTARD!" Kayla shouted as she was forced through the door by Aragorn. The ranger shut the door behind them and locked it. "Mani marte (What happened), Aragorn?" Legolas asked.
"We had a little problem at her father's house."
"You call what happened a LITTLE problem? He threatened us and kicked us out, Aragorn. How does he know you?"
"What?"
"He said that he knew you. How is that possible?" The ranger looked at the ground and then back at Kayla. Her arms were crossed and she looked angry. "Well, I'm waiting for an answer, my Lord."
"I apologize, my lady, but I can't say right now." Kayla gave him a dirty look and stormed off to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.
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Kayla sat on the floor of her bedroom for hours. She wanted to know what her father was hiding from her. Now, even Aragorn seemed to be keeping a secret on the same topic. She was so stressed from everything. Quietly she sang a song from "The Return of the King" that the character Pippin sang:
"Home is behind.
The world ahead.
And there are many paths to tread.
Through shadow, to the edge of night,
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow,
Cloud and shade.
All shall fade.
All shall fade."
Kayla then stood up and walked over to her vanity. She looked in the mirror and then down at the floor. When she looked back up, Legolas was standing directly behind her. She jumped at the sight of him and turned to face him, though she knocked over her perfume and bottles of lotion. "Amin hiraetha (I'm sorry), my lady. I didn't mean to scare you," Legolas said as he shut the door and walked over to Kayla. She was hurriedly picking up the bottles and straightening them up. "Are you alright?" he asked.
"F-Fine," Kayla stuttered as she finished what she was doing and turned around. Legolas was practically pressed up against her and had a smile on his face. /Damn he's hot/ Kayla thought as she gazed up into his blue eyes and smiled too.
When she realized how close they were, she gently pushed past him and walked over to her window. She gazed out at the sun and clouds. It was beautiful. The sun was beginning to set and reminded her of the pictures of Middle Earth, which brought her mind back to Legolas. "Are you afraid of me?" he asked, still standing where he had been.
"Excuse me?" Kayla asked as she turned around.
"Are you afraid?" Legolas asked as he walked toward her and stopped a few feet in front of her.
"Lle lakwenien (Are you joking)? Why would I be scared of you?" she asked with a laugh. Legolas took another step toward her. "You won't even let me get close to you."
"Leggy, I just.I can't do this right now."
"What do you mean?" the elf asked as he closed the distance between them. Kayla's heart began to race and she looked away from Legolas' face. She was downright terrified of him for some unusual reason. "I mean." she trailed off when the phone rang, "Excuse me," she said as she gently pushed past him again and picked up the phone in her room, "Hello? Oh hi, Melinda," she paused, "What?"
Long pause.
"Who answered the phone? I see. Did you get his name?"
Longer pause. Kayla looked at Legolas and then turned away again. "Ha!"
Short pause.
"Me, have men over here? No way. There was no man here while I was gone. Yes, of course I'm sure. Positive, girl."
Long pause. Kayla turned back to see Legolas pacing the room. He was beginning to look extremely uncomfortable. "No, there was no one here. You must have dialed the wrong number."
Short pause.
"Well there must have been a Kayla living in that house you reached. Listen, I've gotta go, so I'll chat with ya later. Byes!" With that, she hung up the phone and looked at Legolas. He was smiling again. "Did you answer the phone?"
"Yes," he answered.
"Why did you do that? Are you crazy? It could've been anyone, Legolas! What if it was Alana? What if-?" Kayla was silenced by Legolas' finger on her lips. She stared deep into the piercing blue eyes above her and began to tremble. The elf brushed her cheek with his knuckle and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. Kayla didn't know what was happening and kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. "No," she immediately said when her mind came back and she pulled away.
"You're nervous."
"Legolas, not now," she whispered as she hung her head low and took a deep breath. The elf then pulled her into an embrace and kissed her forehead softly.
Disclaimer~ I do not own any of Tolkien's creations. I only own my characters and some of the storyline.
~IMPORTANT~ Please DO NOT flame my story, because you have been warned. By the way, I HAVE read the LOTR books. If you have some constructive criticism or tips for me, please e-mail me at:
celticpirate87@charter.net
Thank you for your consideration. Peace!
~Jack-Sparrow-Lover
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
~*~RATED "R" FOR LANGUAGE AND POSSIBLY OTHER STUFF~*~
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
/.../= thoughts of a character
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Chapter 5~ Nervous
Legolas and Gimli were incredibly bored while Kayla and Aragorn were gone. The elf sat on the sofa reading and Gimli was up on a stool, jumping up and down trying to reach one of the other books on a bookshelf. "Why does this girl keep everything up so high?" the dwarf asked.
"Need some help, my friend?" Legolas asked, not looking up from the book. Gimli didn't answer and continued to jump. "Gimli, will you get down before you hurt yourself?"
"I can-do-this!" he screamed as he finally grabbed the blue book he was aiming for. Unfortunately, he took the entire shelf down with him. Legolas jumped up and saw the shelf lying on the ground, but there was no sign of the dwarf. "GIMLI!" he shouted. Legolas then heard movement under the bookcase and a grunt. He lifted the shelf and tossed it to the side. Gimli was lying with his eyes wide open and the book clutched in his hands. "Are you alright?" the elf asked.
"Never better," Gimli grunted as he stood up, the same stunned look on his face.
"I offered to help you, you know."
"Aye, but I need to take care of myself. Remember, nobody tosses a dwarf."
"But I wouldn't have been tossing you, Gimli." The dwarf was about to say something but instead sat down in a chair and opened up the book. "What are you reading?" Legolas asked as he walked over and hovered over his friend.
"This Journal Belongs to: Kayla Sparrow"
"Gimli, you can't read that!" Legolas said as he snatched the book from the dwarf and held it tightly.
"And why not?"
"It's where she writes down her personal thoughts. Go and read something different, like the one I'm reading. I'm going to hide this from you," Legolas said as he walked upstairs and into their room. He sat down on the bed and ran his fingers over the cover of the book. It was blue leather and very smooth. "Well, maybe a small peek won't hurt," he said quietly as he opened to the first page and began to read silently:
~Dear Journal,
Today was another boring day in torture. My father is such a jerk. He told me that I only have one more year and then I'm getting kicked out. I'm only fucking fifteen! What's his damn problem? Ever since Mom dies, he's been so distant. It's like he knows something I don't. Why won't he tell me anything? It hurts so much to think that he doesn't love me anymore. Maybe he never wanted me. No one wants me. Guys won't even take a glance at me without running to the bathroom sick as dogs. Why can't I find the right man? I wish I could meet someone who's my equal. Someone who accepts me and knows how to treat me.
Men.you can't live with them, but you can live without them. That's how I see it. My stupid father and the even stupider guys at school. Actually, scratch that and switch it. I feel so stupid. Maybe I should go and commit suicide. Hopefully tomorrow will be better, though it never has been~
"Oh my," Legolas said under his breath, "How could she think that?" He turned the page and read the small poem:
~Life or Death Life It's not what you think It's full of nasty surprises Death It's peace It's quiet Why can't I be there? Be at peace with myself? No one cares Life or Death? I choose death~
"What's gotten into her? She wrote this three years ago. Why doesn't she talk to someone?" The elf stared in disbelief and skipped the next few pages. There was another entry that caught his attention.
~Dear Journal, Today was wonderful! Yes, I said wonderful. Forget everything I ever said about life. I finally met someone for me. He's so perfect. He made my birthday so special. I was walking down the hall and I dropped my books. I felt so stupid, but when I went down to pick them up, I met a pair of amazing green eyes. Black bangs hung in front of his pale face and he smiled at me. Can you believe it? He smiled at me. It was so unusual and I felt incredible. He said hello and asked me out on a date. I think we're going to be together for a long time~
"Well, that's an improvement. It looks like everything was going great." Legolas flipped to the end of the journal and saw that there were satanic pictures drawn all over a man's face. Green eyes and black hair.that was the guy. The elf flipped to the last page and read the final entry:
~Dear Journal, As I say everyday, I want my father to burn in freaking hell. He kicked me out two years ago and I'm still downright miserable. Why did all of this happen to me? Why do I repeat that same sentence EVERYDAY? I must need help. I'm finally living the life I want though. I bought a Sebring convertible and even own a cute little house. Life seemed great until today.
My stupid boyfriend was lying to me. He's such a fucking bastard. He was living with me for a while, but I had to break up with the son-of-a-bitch. I saw him kissing this slut from high school in the mall. When I confronted him about it, he hit me. I kicked him out. Why did I do this to myself? I knew it was too good to be true. My life was finally getting better after what my father did, but now everything just went straight to hell. I can't believe me life. Is it never going to get any better? I don't know. All I do know is that the whole world is going to hell and I'm driving the bus. I don't even remember where I heard that saying.
Why did I fool myself? Why did I believe my life could get any better? I'm wishing again for my life to get better. God, if you love me at all, this is a cry for help~
A tear ran down Legolas' face. He had never read anything so depressing in his entire life. This girl was all alone in the world and didn't really have anyone to talk to. Suddenly, the phone rang and Legolas placed the journal under his pillow. He carefully made his way downstairs and over to the phone. He carefully picked it up and lifted it to his ear. "H-Hello?" he asked.
" *Hi, is Kayla there*?" the voice asked.
"No, but she should be home sometime soon," Legolas said, "Who is this?"
" *This is Melinda. Please have her call me when she gets back*."
"Okay, good-bye, my lady," Legolas replied as he hung up the phone. Gimli walked over and stared at him. "You used that thing?" the dwarf asked.
"It's not like I knew what I was doing, but I hope I did it right." Legolas' ears perked up when he heard screaming from outside. "SO WHAT IF HE'S MY DAD? HE'S SUCH A BASTARD!" Kayla shouted as she was forced through the door by Aragorn. The ranger shut the door behind them and locked it. "Mani marte (What happened), Aragorn?" Legolas asked.
"We had a little problem at her father's house."
"You call what happened a LITTLE problem? He threatened us and kicked us out, Aragorn. How does he know you?"
"What?"
"He said that he knew you. How is that possible?" The ranger looked at the ground and then back at Kayla. Her arms were crossed and she looked angry. "Well, I'm waiting for an answer, my Lord."
"I apologize, my lady, but I can't say right now." Kayla gave him a dirty look and stormed off to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.
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Kayla sat on the floor of her bedroom for hours. She wanted to know what her father was hiding from her. Now, even Aragorn seemed to be keeping a secret on the same topic. She was so stressed from everything. Quietly she sang a song from "The Return of the King" that the character Pippin sang:
"Home is behind.
The world ahead.
And there are many paths to tread.
Through shadow, to the edge of night,
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow,
Cloud and shade.
All shall fade.
All shall fade."
Kayla then stood up and walked over to her vanity. She looked in the mirror and then down at the floor. When she looked back up, Legolas was standing directly behind her. She jumped at the sight of him and turned to face him, though she knocked over her perfume and bottles of lotion. "Amin hiraetha (I'm sorry), my lady. I didn't mean to scare you," Legolas said as he shut the door and walked over to Kayla. She was hurriedly picking up the bottles and straightening them up. "Are you alright?" he asked.
"F-Fine," Kayla stuttered as she finished what she was doing and turned around. Legolas was practically pressed up against her and had a smile on his face. /Damn he's hot/ Kayla thought as she gazed up into his blue eyes and smiled too.
When she realized how close they were, she gently pushed past him and walked over to her window. She gazed out at the sun and clouds. It was beautiful. The sun was beginning to set and reminded her of the pictures of Middle Earth, which brought her mind back to Legolas. "Are you afraid of me?" he asked, still standing where he had been.
"Excuse me?" Kayla asked as she turned around.
"Are you afraid?" Legolas asked as he walked toward her and stopped a few feet in front of her.
"Lle lakwenien (Are you joking)? Why would I be scared of you?" she asked with a laugh. Legolas took another step toward her. "You won't even let me get close to you."
"Leggy, I just.I can't do this right now."
"What do you mean?" the elf asked as he closed the distance between them. Kayla's heart began to race and she looked away from Legolas' face. She was downright terrified of him for some unusual reason. "I mean." she trailed off when the phone rang, "Excuse me," she said as she gently pushed past him again and picked up the phone in her room, "Hello? Oh hi, Melinda," she paused, "What?"
Long pause.
"Who answered the phone? I see. Did you get his name?"
Longer pause. Kayla looked at Legolas and then turned away again. "Ha!"
Short pause.
"Me, have men over here? No way. There was no man here while I was gone. Yes, of course I'm sure. Positive, girl."
Long pause. Kayla turned back to see Legolas pacing the room. He was beginning to look extremely uncomfortable. "No, there was no one here. You must have dialed the wrong number."
Short pause.
"Well there must have been a Kayla living in that house you reached. Listen, I've gotta go, so I'll chat with ya later. Byes!" With that, she hung up the phone and looked at Legolas. He was smiling again. "Did you answer the phone?"
"Yes," he answered.
"Why did you do that? Are you crazy? It could've been anyone, Legolas! What if it was Alana? What if-?" Kayla was silenced by Legolas' finger on her lips. She stared deep into the piercing blue eyes above her and began to tremble. The elf brushed her cheek with his knuckle and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. Kayla didn't know what was happening and kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. "No," she immediately said when her mind came back and she pulled away.
"You're nervous."
"Legolas, not now," she whispered as she hung her head low and took a deep breath. The elf then pulled her into an embrace and kissed her forehead softly.