Infatuated

Chapter 8

The beginning of this chapter takes place right after the whole argument of Ayvee and Thranduil. Right after Ayvee pushed through the crowd finding a way out of the situation.

Sitting on a bench in the garden that I suddenly found, my eyes fill up with tears.

I don't know what I going on.

My feelings are hurt and I don't know why.

He makes me so angry.

But the thing that makes me angry the most is myself.

Why did I let myself have feelings. Why did I let myself believe Sylvia?

Thranduil is cruel.

Thranduil's POV

I sigh and push through the crowd, making my way outside to one of my balconies for fresh air.

The breeze pushes past me as I step outside. The sun was setting, leaving shades of red and orange.

I stare at the sunset taking a breath in.

The look on her face when I told her she was just an image played through my head repeatedly.

It is not like I meant to hurt her.. she told me she didn't want to come to the ball with me. I got angry.

She's so unlike every other girl I've met. She's so strong and independent But she's soft and childish in a way I don't understand. She does things like picking flowers and walks in the forest, that make me fascinated. She has this warmth to her that I find soothing, I can't explain it. Unfortunately, as soon as she talks to me she's a different person. She's timid, she's nervous, she's defensive. I try to talk to her instead of pushing her away but all she does is push me away instead. I get mad. I turn the other direction and just when I think I can walk away, she pulls me back in.

She doesn't have feelings for you and she never will.

My thoughts instantly disappear when i hear a sniffle.

I look over and see her.

She's sitting on the bench, her hand runs through her hair as she sniffs, obviously crying.

My heart clenches in what I think they call, empathy.

I didn't know she was so fragile.. I didn't know I could make her cry this easy.

Was it too much? Did I take it too far?

She wipes her tears off quickly and gets up.

I look over to see who she was looking at and I see Sylvia walking towards her and then Legolas.

My hands clench against the railing.

Why does she have to cry and make me feel so bad?

She is the one who said she didn't want to go with me..

I just returned the favor!

She hurt my feelings, I hurt hers.

I then hear a creek in the railing and a slight movement.

I look down and see a crack in the wood.

I take a deep breath in and out.

I take one more glance at Ayvee before walking back inside so the three of them don't see me watching.