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- Moving on…
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I was still walking a little apart from the rest of the guys. It had been like this for over half of the day so far. I really don't know what I did. They all refused to talk to me. I mean they were shunning me!
It really hurt too. Over the past days I had begun to think of them as some of my better friends, but as everyone well knows, good friends don't shun others. Scratch that idea.
I just kept facing straight ahead. If they didn't want to talk to me, well poop on them! Yes, I know, I am old enough to act more mature, but my maturity was joining my nine now lost friendships on a very long trip—all the way down the shit tube.
At first, I had to fight back tears, but over time I fell back into an emotion that was more becoming of me. I have a scary ability to hold grudges. Get on the wrong side of me and I will remember you to my dying day. I'm serious, I mean I know that isn't very socially acceptable, but to hell with society anyway! It's not like it really enjoyed having me in the world.
I never was one for having very many friends. I was more of the person that just had a couple very close friends and a hand full of "acquaintances." Give me a good book and I was fine. Let others do the partying—right?
Great, this was perfect. Now I have suddenly fallen armpit deep into the 'rediscovering what is inside yourself' frame of mind. I was in the middle of no where with nine guys that didn't like me and I was rethinking my past social choices. Yes, I think I need to schedule an appointment with the nearest shrink.
I sighed and then glanced back at the others and up at Gandalf. I had taken to walking to the far left of the others and roughly in the middle of the parade.
Gandalf was concentrating on what was ahead of him and the others were holding quiet conversations amongst themselves. No one was even sneaking glances at me.
I don't even want to mention the tension. It was getting so thick, I could have cut it with a knife, spread it on a piece of toast and called it peanut butter! Every once in a while, I would feel eyes on my back, but when I would turn around to see who it was, no one would be looking at me. It was enough to make anyone lose what was left of her sanity!
We had been walking for what felt like an eternity. I think I actually was close to losing my mind! I started to hum under my breath. That should keep my mind grounded, at least for a little while. If not, then I would just be a humming psychopath.
I don't even know how it happened. I did know that I did start humming, but when it finally graduated into full-fledged singing…I don't have a clue. I had been humming for quite sometime; I think I was trying to drive them insane. I mean insanity is just the gift that keeps on giving!
So, as I was walking, I was singing 'Away From The Sun' by 3 Doors Down, and I didn't even know it. Scary how my mind works, isn't it?
"It's down to this
I've got to make this life make sense
Can anyone tell what I've done?
I miss the life.
I miss the colors of the world.
Can anyone tell where I am?
Cause now again I've found myself so far down
Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place
I'm so far down away from the sun again
Away from the sun again
I'm over this
I'm tired of livin' in the dark
Can anyone see me down here?
The feeling's gone
There's nothing left to lift me up
Back into the world I know
And now again I've found myself so far down
Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place
I'm so far down away from the sun
That shines to light the way for me to find my way back into the arms
That care about the ones like me
I'm so far down away from the sun again
It's down to this
I've got to make this life make sense
And now I can't tell what I've done
And now again I've found myself so far down
Away from the sun that shines to light the way for me
And now again I've found myself so far down
Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place
I'm so far down away from the sun
The light that shines down and takes me back into your arms
That care about the ones like me
I'm so far down away from the sun again."
I finally finished the song, and then I finally realized that I was singing!
"Oh, shit!"
I turned my left and saw that they were all staring at me. I quickly turned away, blushing horribly, and continued to walk—berating myself the whole time.
This is just great; here I am singing like a retard. Yeah, that will make them feel better about me. At least they now know that I am insane, not just partially!I just continued to walk, but much faster. Maybe if I walk away, I won't suffer the embarrassment! Idiot!
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We had been walking for quite a while, it was now getting dark. Even though, I was still up to my ear lobs in self pity. I would have just kept walking, I was that deep in thought, if Sam wouldn't have said anything.
"Emily! Stop!"
I stopped and turned around, "What?"
"We are stopping for the night. I think Aragorn and Gandalf want to talk to you."
"Oh, so now they want to talk to me? Well tell them to go screw themselves!"
Sam just looked at me and then shrugged, "If that is what you wish." He walked back to the two that we had been talking about.
I was screwed.
I turned my back on the group and kept walking. There was no reason to stick around after all, I mean all I was doing was causing everyone a major pain in the ass.
I heard Gandalf's voice calling to me, but I ignored it. Finally I heard him really let out a yell. I suppose I should see what he wants…
"Yes?"
"We have much need to talk to you. Please come back so we can discuss this like adults."
"No." I turned and started to walk again.
"You will come back and we will talk!" he roared.
I turned to them and just looked at them, I wasn't even angry with them, just tired of all of this.
"Listen, I really appreciate what you have done for me. I really do, but I don't think I am welcome here right now. I'll go my separate way, and maybe we will meet up somewhere along our ways. But, as of right now, I don't want to have to deal with you and I highly doubt any of you want to have to deal with me. So, for now, good-bye and I hope to see you later."
I turned around and finally walked out of their hearing or calling range.
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"Damn Emily! Do you always have to be so bloody stubborn? They actually wanted to talk to you and you run off like the little girl you are!"
What? I was beating myself up? Do you have a problem with that?
It had been two days ago that I left the company of the guys. If you hadn't realized already, I was just slightly regretting it right now.
"Well, at least I have the Mace, but I wish I could use this damn sword! I mean what is the point of carrying it around. Sure, there is the chance that someone may see it and not bug me because of it, but the way I'm carrying it, I highly doubt it! I can't even tell which side is sharp."
I then did the stupidest thing I have ever done in my life. I grabbed onto the blade to see what side was the sharp one. I grabbed on and immediately snatched my hand away and let the sword drop to the ground.
Both sides were sharp.
Yes, I was a complete idiot! I mean my God; here I was grabbing a sharp instrument, after my mother and every mother that ever was and will be have drilled it into their children's heads not too! Just to see if it was actually sharp! I think as I have been here my intelligence has slowly been leaking out of my ears or something. No one, not even an idiot, would do something that dumb.
I slowly opened up my clenched fist. I looked down at the palm and gulped. My entire hand was red with my blood. I had a very neat and a very deep cut running the length of my palm. I flexed my hand and almost screamed!
Not only did it hurt like a mother, but it also started squirting blood anew.
"Fine, let's just make my experience here even better huh? Now, let's just get me so infected I have to chew off my own hand! That would just be typical of my luck!" I had been shouting this up to the sky. I don't even know what I was thinking. I guess maybe I was hoping someone would just smote me and be down with it!
I tried to take off the sweatshirt one handed; it wasn't going to damn hot, I'll tell yea that! After I finally wrestled that thing off I started on the tunic. That took even longer, the tunic wasn't as baggy as the sweatshirt. Then once that was off, I got to the tank top that has seen better days. I drug that off me, so I was just standing there in my bra again.
"Damn it to hell if this doesn't work!"
I then started to wind the very shredded top around my hand. I got it to stay well enough, it stayed even better if I slightly clenched my hand around it. Even though it hurt like hell, I still figured I should make it bleed. I mean, it has been a while since I have had a tetanus shot. It's always better to be safe than sorry later and I'll be damned if I am going to die out in the middle of no where because of tetanus!
I finally got that situated onto my hand. Next, I was faced with the problem of redressing again—not an easy feat. It took almost twice as long to get everything back on, but now at least I wasn't in danger of bleeding to death. But, then again, I am not a doctor, so for all I knew I was! Typical…
"Why do I get the feeling that this cut is going to leave a scar?"
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A/N: Yes, I know this one wasn't terribly funny either, but Emily had to have some self-pity somewhere in the story! She is only human after all.
I promise that more of the new chapters will be funny, but this is incredibly important to the plot. So, just wait, you will get your laughs!
Besides, Lothlorien is right up ahead. I think Emily will be having quite a bit of fun in the near future…
Always the evil author,
~A~