Finally chapter 6,
Thank you to JellyShip for reviewing! Your comment finally lit the fire of inspiration under my ass, so here is chapter 6 for you!
Every step hurt. The dull, thudding, pain lanced through Naniels arm, into his chest and down his torso. His arm was hot, itching, and tingling under the bandages. The fabric of his coat was too heavy, too scratchy, it pulled on the wrappings and trapped the heat from his body. It was too much. In a frenzied flush, Naniel ripped the coat and threw it to the ground. The yellow fabric lay crumbled in the dirt.
He stopped.
There were talented seamstresses who made that coat. It's worth far more than you will ever be. You are worthless.
He couldn't get enough air, no matter how he gasped. His vision fuzzied, zoning in on the yellow fabric against the gray dirt below.
"Naniel!" His head snapped painfully as he found Elladan, half-running, towards him. Elrohir hot on his heels. "Naniel, are you ok?"
He was there. He had been far away just moments ago, but now he was there, hands on Naniels shoulders. Faces inches from his. His eyes were full of worry.
"-ere have you been? You've talked with Father, correct? Are you alright?"
"I-I." Naniel stuttered. You have gone behind my back, behind my wishes, in speaking to my sons. "You lied."
"What?" Elladan had pickled up the yellow coat and was now trying to put it back onto Naniel. He shoved the coat away, it was too much. "Please sit down, you're too pale."
"Get away from me!" Naniel shouted, "You lied! To me, to your father, who knows who else. You said he wanted you to invite me, but now I hear that was a lie! Your father never wanted me near you."
"A lie?" Elladan paled, he looked back at Elrohir, who stepped away, hands raised.
"Don't involve him, he never liked me anyway." Naniel glared venom at Elrohir, who glared back.
"I didn't lie, Naniel-"
"You didn't lie, but you never told me the truth! I've been uncertain of my life for too many fucking years! The one place, the moment in my life, where I have been momentarily peaceful is now threatened with change. I want to stay here, but I might not be allowed to because of you!" He shoved Elladan, screaming.
"Naniel, please, let me explain." Elladan rose again.
"No, no, leave me be." The anger was gone in an instance, his arm hurt so much. He turned away, closing his eyes as he began to walk.
He didn't know where he was going, nor what he was doing, walking around in only his under tunic.
He walked, stumbling over rocks, taking off his boots in order to traverse small streams. Relishing the way his head was thankfully blank and quiet. The birds called out to each other in their playful comradely.
When hunger pangs hit him Naniel decided to lie down. The moss cushioned him kindly, a falllen log acted as his pillow as he closed his eye The sunlights spotty beams fell on his face, the light unrhythmic and swimming beneath his eyelids.
Unfinished and unedited, sorry