Slash Me Twice
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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
25
Views:
1,564
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Light
Light
My throat turns dry as I finally open the door. This simply cannot be. I must be dead already. A frantic glance back to the bathrooms shows the dagger on the floor, the blade still an unmarred silver. I frown. So I'm not dead after all. That can't be!
"Well?" he asks, trying to follow my glance with a frown, "Aren' t you going to let me in?"
I shake my head, too baffled to do anything else but at least manage to step aside and let him in. Sean's here! In my house! And he's not trying to kill me for what I did!
Maybe I am dead and just can't see the blood on the dagger. That would be the best explanation.
"Pete's worried."
"Is he?" I somehow manage to ask, cringing as he takes in every detail of my untidy - ok, make that chaotic - living room.
"I told him I'd look for you."
"Why?" Can my throat get any more dry?
"Because I wanted to talk to you. May I sit down?" He gestures at the sofa.
Numbly I nod. He wants to talk to me? What about? How he's never going to speak to me again after he leaves this house?
"Won't you sit down as well?"
Not trusting my voice right now I simply nod again and sit down, as far away from him as possible. Helplessly I stare at him as the silence stretches. Didn't he say that he wanted to talk to me?
"Viggo about what you said earlier..."
I nod again, tears suddenly gathering in my eyes. Just say it and let me go on killing myself.
"I'm afraid I don't understand."
Don't understand? I know my eyes must seems as wide as Elijah's as I stare at him. How can he not understand? I fucked up well enough didn't I?
"Viggo?"
Oh damnit. He really looks as though he hasn't got a clue. Wait. I'm dying anyway, or wil be soon. Why not die with at least one wonderful memory? One light to guide me through the darkness of death?
"Viggo?"
His eyes widen ever so slightly as I walk over to him, sure that the ground must be shaking beneath me. Or am I trembling that much? Doesn't matter. I'm gonna do it. Just this once. Oh damn. Already there. He's sitting in fron of me, nervously biting his lips. Does he know how utterly kissable that makes them look? Can't stop anymore now, too late.
Firm warmth against my lips, tasting of Sean. His eyes are shocked again and he doesn't respond but I don't care. I'm kissing him and he hasn't refused me so far. Small, silvery spots dance in front of my eyes as I try to put my feeling into the kiss. When did I become so lightheaded?
Finally Sean reacts, pushing against my chest, but I don't care. Light explodes around me and suddenly everything becomes black.
At least I managed to steal a kiss from Sean. This memory will be my light in the darkness. Why can't I feel my body anymore?
My throat turns dry as I finally open the door. This simply cannot be. I must be dead already. A frantic glance back to the bathrooms shows the dagger on the floor, the blade still an unmarred silver. I frown. So I'm not dead after all. That can't be!
"Well?" he asks, trying to follow my glance with a frown, "Aren' t you going to let me in?"
I shake my head, too baffled to do anything else but at least manage to step aside and let him in. Sean's here! In my house! And he's not trying to kill me for what I did!
Maybe I am dead and just can't see the blood on the dagger. That would be the best explanation.
"Pete's worried."
"Is he?" I somehow manage to ask, cringing as he takes in every detail of my untidy - ok, make that chaotic - living room.
"I told him I'd look for you."
"Why?" Can my throat get any more dry?
"Because I wanted to talk to you. May I sit down?" He gestures at the sofa.
Numbly I nod. He wants to talk to me? What about? How he's never going to speak to me again after he leaves this house?
"Won't you sit down as well?"
Not trusting my voice right now I simply nod again and sit down, as far away from him as possible. Helplessly I stare at him as the silence stretches. Didn't he say that he wanted to talk to me?
"Viggo about what you said earlier..."
I nod again, tears suddenly gathering in my eyes. Just say it and let me go on killing myself.
"I'm afraid I don't understand."
Don't understand? I know my eyes must seems as wide as Elijah's as I stare at him. How can he not understand? I fucked up well enough didn't I?
"Viggo?"
Oh damnit. He really looks as though he hasn't got a clue. Wait. I'm dying anyway, or wil be soon. Why not die with at least one wonderful memory? One light to guide me through the darkness of death?
"Viggo?"
His eyes widen ever so slightly as I walk over to him, sure that the ground must be shaking beneath me. Or am I trembling that much? Doesn't matter. I'm gonna do it. Just this once. Oh damn. Already there. He's sitting in fron of me, nervously biting his lips. Does he know how utterly kissable that makes them look? Can't stop anymore now, too late.
Firm warmth against my lips, tasting of Sean. His eyes are shocked again and he doesn't respond but I don't care. I'm kissing him and he hasn't refused me so far. Small, silvery spots dance in front of my eyes as I try to put my feeling into the kiss. When did I become so lightheaded?
Finally Sean reacts, pushing against my chest, but I don't care. Light explodes around me and suddenly everything becomes black.
At least I managed to steal a kiss from Sean. This memory will be my light in the darkness. Why can't I feel my body anymore?