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Afraid of the dark?
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Category:
Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
976
Reviews:
8
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.
Shadow
Disclaimer: Alright, we all know that Beanie is being fucked by Viggo who is fucking Orli as well who snogs Billy who’s together with Dom fucking Monaghan. In other words: It’s all made up. *shhh* *points at cast* Don’t tell them!
Notes: I’m still stealing some of my ideas from the brilliant movie Donnie Darko. But the rest has grown somewhere in my sick brain...
2. Shadow
“Hello, Dommie...”
Dom cut his cheek with his razor when he looked up into the mirror, suddenly not seeing his own image reflected in the mirror anymore, but Billy’s. He let the razor fall to the ground and turned around hastily, cursing when the room was empty. “Where the fuck are you?” Dom exclaimed, his voice sounding scared.
“I’m here...” Billy breathed behind Dom’s back and when Dom looked back over his shoulder, the strange creature was still staring at him from the mirror, his eyes gleaming dangerously.
“Why are you coming to me night after night?” Dom whispered, reaching out with his hand to feel the warmth of the blood dribbling down his cheek.
“I’m coming for you, Dominic...” Billy hissed, light catching in one of his eyes as if it was made out of green glass. “I’m the shadow in the corner of the room...”
Dom felt a cold shiver run down his back and he buried his fingers in the black material of his shirt as if to pull it closer around his lean body. “But why...”
Billy cocked his head questioningly as if wanting to ask if Dom was serious asking questions like that. “I want to be your friend,” he smiled softly after a few moments. “I don’t want you to be alone when the world ends...”
Dom frowned, tears starting to rise in his eyes. “The world will end?” he asked quietly, biting down on his lower lip till he could taste the salty tang of blood in his mouth. “Why should I be alone then?” Dom fought to keep his voice calm.
Billy nodded understandingly, his face stretching to a grimace of pity and pain, his eyes darkening impossibly. “Becuase evry living creature dies alone...” Billy breathed in a voice so lonely, so sad that Dom could not help but cry.
~*~
“He was there to visit me again,” Dom buried his nails in his hands to calm himself. //Breathe...slowly...good boy...//
“Would you allow me to read the diary I asked you to write?” McKellan pointed at the black book Dom had put next to him on the small couch.
Dom nodded shily and carefully picked up the book, handing it to McKellan. “I...I hope I didn’t make a mistake...” he stammered as if to justify what he had done, but McKellan only opened the book and started to read through the pages filled with Dominic’s handwriting, the letters big and energetic. He stopped when he suddenly saw a drawing, a portrait titled “Billy”. “So that’s your friend...” he mumbled. “He looks quite frightening...” McKellan cocked his eyebrows, waiting for Dom to answer.
Dom smiled nervously. “I’m not afraid of him,” he explained quietly.
“I see...” McKellan nodded and continued flipping through the pages. After a while he shut the book. “Mr Monaghan...” McKellan sighed. “Have you ever tried to tell Billy to go? What do you think he would do if you requested that he leaves?” McKellan scribbled down a few words in his notebook and then looked up at Dominic again. “Mr Monaghan?”
“It’s not like I ever invited him to come...” Dom whispered and shrugged his shoulders. “You make it sound like that...”
McKellan nodded. “So you don’t invite him, but you don’t tell him to go either, right?”
“No.” Dom shook his head, his voice suddenly sounding small and afraid. “I can’t,” he replied. “Because then I would be alone...”
“Do you feel alone now, Dominic?” McKellan asked, keeping his voice low and warm as he didn’t want to push the younger man who was clearly panicing.
Dom buried his nails in his hands and stared to the ground. “I...I don’t know. I just don’t want to think about it anymore...” He took in ashivering breath ad raked his hands through his blond hair. “What sense is there in living when we all die alone?” it finally broke from Dom’s lips and he opened his eyes filled with fear.
“Are you afraid of dying?”
“Yes.” Dom nodded firmly. “More than of anything else!”
Tbc...
You liked it? Please let me know and leave me a short comment on this. It’s the only possibility for me to find out if people like the stuff I’m writing.
Um, I was asked if I have a LJ and after some days of thinking I decided to start one. I just need to figure out how that bloody thing works and then I’ll start to post my work there as well. I’ll let you guys know when it’s ready!
I made a story banner for this fic. You can look at it here:
http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/Deep_inside/Slash/afraidofthedark.jpg
Notes: I’m still stealing some of my ideas from the brilliant movie Donnie Darko. But the rest has grown somewhere in my sick brain...
2. Shadow
“Hello, Dommie...”
Dom cut his cheek with his razor when he looked up into the mirror, suddenly not seeing his own image reflected in the mirror anymore, but Billy’s. He let the razor fall to the ground and turned around hastily, cursing when the room was empty. “Where the fuck are you?” Dom exclaimed, his voice sounding scared.
“I’m here...” Billy breathed behind Dom’s back and when Dom looked back over his shoulder, the strange creature was still staring at him from the mirror, his eyes gleaming dangerously.
“Why are you coming to me night after night?” Dom whispered, reaching out with his hand to feel the warmth of the blood dribbling down his cheek.
“I’m coming for you, Dominic...” Billy hissed, light catching in one of his eyes as if it was made out of green glass. “I’m the shadow in the corner of the room...”
Dom felt a cold shiver run down his back and he buried his fingers in the black material of his shirt as if to pull it closer around his lean body. “But why...”
Billy cocked his head questioningly as if wanting to ask if Dom was serious asking questions like that. “I want to be your friend,” he smiled softly after a few moments. “I don’t want you to be alone when the world ends...”
Dom frowned, tears starting to rise in his eyes. “The world will end?” he asked quietly, biting down on his lower lip till he could taste the salty tang of blood in his mouth. “Why should I be alone then?” Dom fought to keep his voice calm.
Billy nodded understandingly, his face stretching to a grimace of pity and pain, his eyes darkening impossibly. “Becuase evry living creature dies alone...” Billy breathed in a voice so lonely, so sad that Dom could not help but cry.
~*~
“He was there to visit me again,” Dom buried his nails in his hands to calm himself. //Breathe...slowly...good boy...//
“Would you allow me to read the diary I asked you to write?” McKellan pointed at the black book Dom had put next to him on the small couch.
Dom nodded shily and carefully picked up the book, handing it to McKellan. “I...I hope I didn’t make a mistake...” he stammered as if to justify what he had done, but McKellan only opened the book and started to read through the pages filled with Dominic’s handwriting, the letters big and energetic. He stopped when he suddenly saw a drawing, a portrait titled “Billy”. “So that’s your friend...” he mumbled. “He looks quite frightening...” McKellan cocked his eyebrows, waiting for Dom to answer.
Dom smiled nervously. “I’m not afraid of him,” he explained quietly.
“I see...” McKellan nodded and continued flipping through the pages. After a while he shut the book. “Mr Monaghan...” McKellan sighed. “Have you ever tried to tell Billy to go? What do you think he would do if you requested that he leaves?” McKellan scribbled down a few words in his notebook and then looked up at Dominic again. “Mr Monaghan?”
“It’s not like I ever invited him to come...” Dom whispered and shrugged his shoulders. “You make it sound like that...”
McKellan nodded. “So you don’t invite him, but you don’t tell him to go either, right?”
“No.” Dom shook his head, his voice suddenly sounding small and afraid. “I can’t,” he replied. “Because then I would be alone...”
“Do you feel alone now, Dominic?” McKellan asked, keeping his voice low and warm as he didn’t want to push the younger man who was clearly panicing.
Dom buried his nails in his hands and stared to the ground. “I...I don’t know. I just don’t want to think about it anymore...” He took in ashivering breath ad raked his hands through his blond hair. “What sense is there in living when we all die alone?” it finally broke from Dom’s lips and he opened his eyes filled with fear.
“Are you afraid of dying?”
“Yes.” Dom nodded firmly. “More than of anything else!”
Tbc...
You liked it? Please let me know and leave me a short comment on this. It’s the only possibility for me to find out if people like the stuff I’m writing.
Um, I was asked if I have a LJ and after some days of thinking I decided to start one. I just need to figure out how that bloody thing works and then I’ll start to post my work there as well. I’ll let you guys know when it’s ready!
I made a story banner for this fic. You can look at it here:
http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/Deep_inside/Slash/afraidofthedark.jpg