Look What You’ve Done!
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Category:
Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
5,499
Reviews:
32
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Chapter 12
Title: Look What You’ve Done! 12
Type: RPS
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.com
Beta: Erynlinia
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: OB/VM, OB/Jim Modar “Two Butter Fingers” (OC)
Warning: Angst, a lot of pain and torture, rape, bdsm, suicide. OOC just in case.
Disclaimer: I only borrowed them for the story. This never happened in real life.
Timeline: Set after “ROTK”. AU.
Notes: This is my first RPS fic, so be gentle. Inspired by “Amazed By You” by Sarah Eleven, and by “Unrequited?” by Juniper.
Summary: Orlando and Viggo were involved in a car-accident, in which Viggo was nearly killed. Everyone blames him for what happened. Who will help him?
12.
Viggo found that he couldn’t move his eyes from his beloved.
He imagined in his mind how he would moved his hands, his soft hands, over Orli, letting him know that he was still alive, and that he wasn’t the one to blame for killing him.
“Orli,” Viggo let out a whisper, as he could felt his heart ache, praying it not to break. He still loved and cared for him, and wished Orli to be his… and alive as well.
“Shush,” his lawyer whispered to him, hoping that he would be quiet.
Viggo turned to stare at the lawyer as he gave him a confused stare, and then he turned back to stare at Orli.
~*~*~
Orli POV
I sit, and stare at the floor, not knowing what I am doing in the court in the first place!
I could hear a voice, a soft voice calling for me and I thought that it was a dream, that there is no way that this is Viggo, my beloved, as I killed him.
The judge is calling for me. I lift my head, staring at him blankly. After all, I am nothing, and I can feel my emptiness covering this soul of mine with sharp daggers. I know that I’m going to die. I can still feel the blood, the pain inside of me, and my heart as it shattered to a million pieces when I knew that I killed my beloved.
How could I do it? I belong to hell, heaven is for Viggo, not me.
~*~
Viggo watched how Orli only lifted his gaze from the floor, answering only when the judge asked him a question.
“What you have to say for defense?” the judge asked the prisoner.
“Guilty… I’m guilty for killing my best friend in the accident,” Orli’s weaker voice barely was heard.
‘No… you are not guilty… I’m alive… no… don’t even think to say what is in your mind next,’ Viggo thought as he continued to observe his lover.
“Why am I here? To be punished? Then you better do it, as I am already sick of my life. I’m nothing to this world… I’ve been beaten, raped…I killed my best friend. You would be doing me a favor…let me die so I can have peace.” Orli demanded his voice still weak as if he no longer had the strength to defend himself.
“I’m sorry to hear about what happened to you in jail, and I hope you will forgive to our country,” the judge apologized, and then he added as a smile seemed to cover his face, “Actually you are here because… you didn’t kill anyone, and the country wants to compensate you for what you were went through,” the judge stared over the prisoner as he noticed that the young man didn’t move. He continued as he called for the police officers to release the prisoner of his restraints. “You are now a free man, Orlando Bloom, you may go home.”
Orli felt the cuffs on his hands and legs being released, and yet he said nothing. He seemed to be in another world, not knowing what was going on around him.
“Orli, let’s go home,” Orli heard, but he thought that he must be dreaming. He knew what he had done and his ‘so-called friends’ had accused him of killing Viggo.
Orli stayed in his seat since he felt that he had no place to go. After all, his home would be empty and he would be so alone.
Viggo turned his head to John, and John could see the confusion and questions inside him.
“Help me with him,” Viggo pleaded to John as Orli didn’t move from his position.
John walked over to Orlando and noticed the bandages upon his wrists. He placed his hand over the young man’s shoulder and squeezed it lightly.
“Leave me alone… ppleasee,” Orli begged. He felt that the touch from the jail was enough, he couldn’t take it anymore; all the hurt, the rapes, it was too much for him!
End of Chapter 12.
R/R
~-~
Now i have beta, so this story is back...
Type: RPS
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.com
Beta: Erynlinia
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: OB/VM, OB/Jim Modar “Two Butter Fingers” (OC)
Warning: Angst, a lot of pain and torture, rape, bdsm, suicide. OOC just in case.
Disclaimer: I only borrowed them for the story. This never happened in real life.
Timeline: Set after “ROTK”. AU.
Notes: This is my first RPS fic, so be gentle. Inspired by “Amazed By You” by Sarah Eleven, and by “Unrequited?” by Juniper.
Summary: Orlando and Viggo were involved in a car-accident, in which Viggo was nearly killed. Everyone blames him for what happened. Who will help him?
12.
Viggo found that he couldn’t move his eyes from his beloved.
He imagined in his mind how he would moved his hands, his soft hands, over Orli, letting him know that he was still alive, and that he wasn’t the one to blame for killing him.
“Orli,” Viggo let out a whisper, as he could felt his heart ache, praying it not to break. He still loved and cared for him, and wished Orli to be his… and alive as well.
“Shush,” his lawyer whispered to him, hoping that he would be quiet.
Viggo turned to stare at the lawyer as he gave him a confused stare, and then he turned back to stare at Orli.
~*~*~
Orli POV
I sit, and stare at the floor, not knowing what I am doing in the court in the first place!
I could hear a voice, a soft voice calling for me and I thought that it was a dream, that there is no way that this is Viggo, my beloved, as I killed him.
The judge is calling for me. I lift my head, staring at him blankly. After all, I am nothing, and I can feel my emptiness covering this soul of mine with sharp daggers. I know that I’m going to die. I can still feel the blood, the pain inside of me, and my heart as it shattered to a million pieces when I knew that I killed my beloved.
How could I do it? I belong to hell, heaven is for Viggo, not me.
~*~
Viggo watched how Orli only lifted his gaze from the floor, answering only when the judge asked him a question.
“What you have to say for defense?” the judge asked the prisoner.
“Guilty… I’m guilty for killing my best friend in the accident,” Orli’s weaker voice barely was heard.
‘No… you are not guilty… I’m alive… no… don’t even think to say what is in your mind next,’ Viggo thought as he continued to observe his lover.
“Why am I here? To be punished? Then you better do it, as I am already sick of my life. I’m nothing to this world… I’ve been beaten, raped…I killed my best friend. You would be doing me a favor…let me die so I can have peace.” Orli demanded his voice still weak as if he no longer had the strength to defend himself.
“I’m sorry to hear about what happened to you in jail, and I hope you will forgive to our country,” the judge apologized, and then he added as a smile seemed to cover his face, “Actually you are here because… you didn’t kill anyone, and the country wants to compensate you for what you were went through,” the judge stared over the prisoner as he noticed that the young man didn’t move. He continued as he called for the police officers to release the prisoner of his restraints. “You are now a free man, Orlando Bloom, you may go home.”
Orli felt the cuffs on his hands and legs being released, and yet he said nothing. He seemed to be in another world, not knowing what was going on around him.
“Orli, let’s go home,” Orli heard, but he thought that he must be dreaming. He knew what he had done and his ‘so-called friends’ had accused him of killing Viggo.
Orli stayed in his seat since he felt that he had no place to go. After all, his home would be empty and he would be so alone.
Viggo turned his head to John, and John could see the confusion and questions inside him.
“Help me with him,” Viggo pleaded to John as Orli didn’t move from his position.
John walked over to Orlando and noticed the bandages upon his wrists. He placed his hand over the young man’s shoulder and squeezed it lightly.
“Leave me alone… ppleasee,” Orli begged. He felt that the touch from the jail was enough, he couldn’t take it anymore; all the hurt, the rapes, it was too much for him!
End of Chapter 12.
R/R
~-~
Now i have beta, so this story is back...