Breaking the Rain
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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
4,199
Reviews:
21
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.
Battling the Storms
Title: Breaking The Rain
Chapter: 7 Battling the Storms
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: Fiction, not true.
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She woke to a pounding in her head, slowly shaking it to knock her hair from her face. She quickly realized that she should not of done that, for the room did not move as fast as her face did.. leaving her with a drugged feeling. A low moan slipped from her lips as she lifted her hand to her face. Noting to herself how heavy her arm felt, she sighed and drifted back to sleep.
Waking later, she was not sure how long she had slept. Just that she was still tired. Tired but had to go to the bathroom. So slowly, her hands pushed back the covers.. sliding her feet to the ground. Everything seemed so much harder to do at the moment. Somehow, she felt hands around her waist, helping her up, to the door and bathroom. The person didn't leave and she was too ashamed to look up at the moment. A sigh slipped from her lips as she felt herself being helped back to the bed. More sleep followed.
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Viggo leaned back in his chair, watching her sleep once more. He wondered about what the doctor had told him. He said she was an addict, that she would sleep with people for drugs. Funny, she didn't act like a whore. She reacted like she didn't want to touch a soul, yet according to the doctor she was a worthless slut. He rubbed his chin with his fingers, continuing to rock on the hind legs of the chair as she slept. Some puzzle piece was missing here.
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Orlando placed his tea cup back on the table, looking over at Elijah. "I don't get it, man. I just don't. He hasn't left her room since the doctor left. You know, if what the doctor said was is true.. We'd all be better off if we just got rid of her. Ship her off to hospital or rehab. I'm already wishing I hadn't picked her up." Elijah sighed, shrugging.
"Well, can't change the past, huh?" He responded as he lifted the cup once more.
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Twelve hours had passed and she was finally coming to reality. Opening her eyes, she found the drugged feeling had worn off. She sighed, kicking at the covers as she sat up.
"Morning sleep head." Viggo said the words as soon as she threw the covers back, causing her to nearly jump out of her skin.
"What are you.." She started, but quickly realized that she really had no right, so she shut up for once. "Nevermind... Can I.. Can I have some water, please?" She looked up at him, the stubble on his chin.. Tired eyes, as if he hadn't slept all night. Rocking back in his chair.
"Sure." He left the room, she could hear the water running in the bathroom and when he returned he was holding a bugs bunny mug. She timidly took the glass and sipped the water, the cool drink sliding down her throat. He sat on the foot of the bed, watching her, finally clearing his throat. "Listen.. There is something I need to know. Something that must be said in order for me to know how I can help you.."
She looked up at him, placing the cup on the table beside the bed. "Okay.."
"We all want to help you here, Hun.. We truly do. But we have no idea how to proceed." He paused and sighed. "The doctor told us that your problems run way back. To your early teen years, that you got so desperate that you'd sell yourself for drugs.." But before he could continue, she had given a cry of upset at his words
"SELL MYSELF!?!" She screamed the words, standing up much to fast and finding the room spinning behind her. "OF ALL THE NERVE!" She looked as if she might hit him, the fire in her eyes blazing so bright. "SOME DOCTOR YOU'VE FOUND!!" She wanted to yell it at him, tell him all of it.. The rapes, the pain.. Brutal beatings just to remind her of her place in the world. Yes, she had a drug problem. She had turned to them to avoid the reality of her life. "You want to know something about this doctor you have.. You want to know why I dislike him so much?" She turned away from him, angrily crossing the room to look out the window. "Because he's my father and all you'll get from him are lies." Anger, hatred laced her voice.
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Chapter: 7 Battling the Storms
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: Fiction, not true.
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She woke to a pounding in her head, slowly shaking it to knock her hair from her face. She quickly realized that she should not of done that, for the room did not move as fast as her face did.. leaving her with a drugged feeling. A low moan slipped from her lips as she lifted her hand to her face. Noting to herself how heavy her arm felt, she sighed and drifted back to sleep.
Waking later, she was not sure how long she had slept. Just that she was still tired. Tired but had to go to the bathroom. So slowly, her hands pushed back the covers.. sliding her feet to the ground. Everything seemed so much harder to do at the moment. Somehow, she felt hands around her waist, helping her up, to the door and bathroom. The person didn't leave and she was too ashamed to look up at the moment. A sigh slipped from her lips as she felt herself being helped back to the bed. More sleep followed.
**
Viggo leaned back in his chair, watching her sleep once more. He wondered about what the doctor had told him. He said she was an addict, that she would sleep with people for drugs. Funny, she didn't act like a whore. She reacted like she didn't want to touch a soul, yet according to the doctor she was a worthless slut. He rubbed his chin with his fingers, continuing to rock on the hind legs of the chair as she slept. Some puzzle piece was missing here.
**
Orlando placed his tea cup back on the table, looking over at Elijah. "I don't get it, man. I just don't. He hasn't left her room since the doctor left. You know, if what the doctor said was is true.. We'd all be better off if we just got rid of her. Ship her off to hospital or rehab. I'm already wishing I hadn't picked her up." Elijah sighed, shrugging.
"Well, can't change the past, huh?" He responded as he lifted the cup once more.
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Twelve hours had passed and she was finally coming to reality. Opening her eyes, she found the drugged feeling had worn off. She sighed, kicking at the covers as she sat up.
"Morning sleep head." Viggo said the words as soon as she threw the covers back, causing her to nearly jump out of her skin.
"What are you.." She started, but quickly realized that she really had no right, so she shut up for once. "Nevermind... Can I.. Can I have some water, please?" She looked up at him, the stubble on his chin.. Tired eyes, as if he hadn't slept all night. Rocking back in his chair.
"Sure." He left the room, she could hear the water running in the bathroom and when he returned he was holding a bugs bunny mug. She timidly took the glass and sipped the water, the cool drink sliding down her throat. He sat on the foot of the bed, watching her, finally clearing his throat. "Listen.. There is something I need to know. Something that must be said in order for me to know how I can help you.."
She looked up at him, placing the cup on the table beside the bed. "Okay.."
"We all want to help you here, Hun.. We truly do. But we have no idea how to proceed." He paused and sighed. "The doctor told us that your problems run way back. To your early teen years, that you got so desperate that you'd sell yourself for drugs.." But before he could continue, she had given a cry of upset at his words
"SELL MYSELF!?!" She screamed the words, standing up much to fast and finding the room spinning behind her. "OF ALL THE NERVE!" She looked as if she might hit him, the fire in her eyes blazing so bright. "SOME DOCTOR YOU'VE FOUND!!" She wanted to yell it at him, tell him all of it.. The rapes, the pain.. Brutal beatings just to remind her of her place in the world. Yes, she had a drug problem. She had turned to them to avoid the reality of her life. "You want to know something about this doctor you have.. You want to know why I dislike him so much?" She turned away from him, angrily crossing the room to look out the window. "Because he's my father and all you'll get from him are lies." Anger, hatred laced her voice.
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