So The Journey Begins

Chapter 35

Why

T.A. 2511

Rivendell

You want to know what I feel?

Pain. That's what.

Everywhere, but mostly around my left shoulder.

I slowly opened my eyes trying to focus on my surroundings. The light shining through the window was almost blinding.

(Wait window?)

I probed my right elbow up, looking around, noticing the familiar place. I was in my bed, and my room was, just like I left it.

(Why am I here? How did I get here?)

I pulled the covers back, my bare feet touched the cold tile. Walking past my mirror I stopped and looked back, I was wearing a thin strapped night gown. I noticed the red gash across my left collarbone.

My hand shook as I went up to touch it.

~The orc came up behind me, unable to move as its dagger came right in the heart if my chest. Its' arm then moved back, cutting my whole left side up, ending at my shoulder.

Blood came gushing out, my scream was muffled by the thunder. With my last bit of energy I grabbed my dagger, and thrust it into the orcs' neck. Its' black blood spudded all over my face and clothes. At last it fell to the ground.

Before everything went dark.~

I blinked remembering what happened.

(How did I get back?)

The sound of my door knob, rattling brought me out of my thoughts. I watched though the mirror, to see who it was.

"Lìvia?" Her voice asked.

Seeing her though the mirror.

(Arwen?!)

"What are you doing here?" I asked sternly, facing her.

"Grandma said something was wrong, and that I should return."

"So, you will listen to her, but not me?"

"Lìvia." She said moving closer.

"Oh, don't you Lìvia me."

(Why am I so angry? - Oh, I could give you a few reasons.)

"I know you are upset -"

"Really?! What gave it away?"

"Just listen to me Lìvia!" She shouted, feed up with me.

"Oh! Like you listened to me?!"

She said nothing, like she was shocked. I felt like bursting, like my veins were on fire.

(How can she just stand there?!)

"You called me a mistake!" I continued.

"You're not a mistake! You're my sister!"

"Oh, I'm your sister now?! Make your mind up, Arwen! - I've made mine."

(Which is, what exactly?)

"Lìvia-"

"Just go away, Arwen." I whispered, turning my back.

Arwen grabbed my wrist not letting go.

"No, Lìvia."

That drew it, I've had enough.

"I said. GO AWAY!" I shouted, throwing my other hand, around to her.