A Half Elf's Love

A Brother's Bond

(Elladan POV)

My father dragged me into his study. This was the one time I felt fear for my life. I thought back to the look of betrayal in Elrohir's eyes. The look of absolute horror in Delia's. My father slammed the heavy oak door behind us, whirling around to face me.

"What were you thinking!" I stepped back. I had never heard my father yell at me. I had never heard him yell at anyone before. "Elladan, what in Eru's name were you thinking!" Sobs were caught in my throat. I just listened as my father yelled at me. It hurt, hearing him do so. "You saw what Sauron did to your mother! Why would you do this Elladan! I have already lost your mother, and I am going to lose Arwen! What would compel you to send yourself to certain death! Think of Elrohir! Your mother who waits in Valinor! Arwen! Me!" I listened to him breathe and I watched him lean against the wall. He looked so incredibly exhausted, and it was quite shocking to see such a thing.

"Adar?" (Father) He did not respond. I simply watched as tears poured down his face. I had not seen him cry since mother had left. My mouth spilled out the words that needed to be said before I could stop myself. "I love her." I watched my father's head tilt to look at me. He looked betrayed.

"Deliadis?" I nodded, cold tears running across my face. "You will die of a broken heart then."

"She has not chosen!" My father stood straight again.

"She would follow her brother. Aragorn is the last family she has. Elladan, you will die of a broken heart if we all manage to survive this. She will wither away and die. Not even the blood of Dúnedain and Elf can keep her immortal. You know this. She has to choose, just as you have." I clenched my jaw tightly, anger boiling up inside. "So why Elladan? Why her?" I let out some strangled shout.

"Enough!" I pushed past my father, wiping the tears from my face and running off down the pathways. I climbed the cliffside, ending up at the top of the waterfall. I pounded my fists into the rock until they stained the rocks a deep red. It did not hurt me. I sank down against the stones, all the anger leaving me and the only thing being left in me unfortunately being sadness. I put my head in my bloody hands, trying to make sense of everything as night began to fall.

(Elrohir POV)

I sat in Elladan's room. My brother. My twin. My best friend in the whole world. He had just chosen Deliadis over me. I picked up the bracelet I had made him when we were children. I ran my hand along the clasp and thread, remembering everything we had done together. The door opened slowly, and I watched the familiar form of my brother enter.

"Why?"

"If I get asked that question one more time!" My brother started to turn and walk out of his room. I stood quickly, placing my hand on his shoulder. "Go away Elrohir." My brother pulled my hand off. He made an audible noise of pain. My hand felt sticky.

"Elladan...did you do it again?"

"No!" That was a yes. I closed his bedroom door, making him sit. "Elrohir, I said go away." I went into his washroom, grabbing bandages from a cabinet.

"You are stuck with me. I do apologize for coming second to lovers you will not ever work up the courage to tell, but a brother is the best I can be." I had not meant for it to be so bitter. My brother laughed, placing his head in hands.

"You always know how to make me feel guilty." I rolled my eyes, sitting beside my brother. I freed one of his hands from his face, inspecting it in the moonlight. He had most certainly bruised his knuckles again, and the skin was torn to shreds. I grabbed some water and a towel, cleaning up the blood before wrapping his hand. I did the other and then passed him the towel so he could wipe the blood stains off his face. "I do wish to apologize."

"I would say I understand, but I do not. So it would be useless to do so." Elladan chuckled, pulling the braids out of his hair.

"I also wish to apologize for yelling at you. Father yelled at me after the council. He says that she will pick the path of man. I do not believe it." I remained silent. It still felt like a betrayal by Elladan. The fact he had chosen Delia over me. "You feel betrayed." I knew he could feel it and see it. "I am sorry for that too." I watched as his hair fell around his shoulders, hiding the identical face I knew too well.

"All I want to know is why?"

"I do not know. It was an impulse that stopped me from thinking clearly." I shifted closer to my brother, placing my arm around his shoulder.

"You may want to apologize one more time for me."

"Never." I smirked, ruffling my brother's hair. He finally truly laughed and pushed me off. I pushed back and let myself laugh too. I still felt a little betrayed, but knowing that Elladan was as clueless as I was made me feel better.