NEW LEAF (Legolas FF) | ✔️

Chapter 10: Outdoors

Laralen's PoV

It was cold. My eyes strained to see anything and the only thing I could hear was a faint sound of dropping water. I clutched on to the thin fabric of my dress, hoping to somehow help lessen the chill. I shed no tears. I was too tired. There was a sound of a bolt being unlocked as light seeped through, momentarily blinding me. A head peeks down with a face that turned my insides cold but filled me with much sadness.

"Have you learned your lesson, girl?" She asked as she continued to glare at me. I nod my head numbly. I would do anything to get out of this place. She disappeared for a moment until a ladder replaced her. I climb up with shaking limbs and relief teared up in my eyes as I breathed the clean air and felt the warmth of day.

It was a temporary moment for those warm sun rays were replaced by fingers and hands that seemed to be powered by greed itself. I let out a cry as I am forcefully turned around, the light blinding me. I shut my eyes tightly, refusing to cry as it shows just how broken I am. The hands stop and my ears are filled with mindless babbles and laughter.

"Yeah, she is a pretty thing," I hear one voice say as I felt a finger caress my jaw. I flinch away and hear a chuckle, "quite pretty, too bad she ain't pure no more, but even so the Master would love to have her."

A cough comes out of my mouth and then I am in a fit as I struggled to keep hold of myself.

"She is far too weak and skinny," another voice comments as I am lifted off the ground and forced to meet his dark eyes. I leveled his gaze as my body shook from the exertion.

"Such beauty," I feel his thumb run across my cracked lips and before I could even breathe, I am shoved violently back down on the ground. I twitch as a bone cracks and I waited for the rest of them to have their way with me. To study my worth.

"I can get her fed and cleaned, is that all your complaints?" My heart breaks as I hear my own father's voice. I could not even look at him. He has not been the same since that day. That day I had somehow lost everything. A man had taken my virtue against my own will and I will never forget that night.

I had come home bare and broken and my father had turned away from me. My mother had told me it was my fault and now it means nothing. I mean nothing. I felt arms lift me up as I am dragged towards a basin of water. I closed my eyes as I am stripped bare of the only clothing that protected me from the cold. I bite my lip to stop myself from screaming as cold water kissed my skin. I did not open my eyes for I would see theirs. Theirs, who are filled with such cruelty, greed and lust. I would rather see that monstrous mans face. I had no escape from the darkness I was thrown in. I felt hands on my shoulders and I stiffen as I felt it seem to crush my very frame.

I wake up with a start, panting against the cool morning air. I was shaking as I watched the dwarves continue their slumber. I wrap my arms around me. It has been long since I had that dream. Almost forgetting that day. I was used to the enchantment casted upon the farm house. The one who took us in was Emeralda. A witch of some sort who stopped my nightmares. Now home was far away and they were returning. I jump a little as a hand creeps up at my side, offering me a warm cup of tea. I turned to face the hobbit, Bilbo.

He had a tired smile of his face as he gestured for me to take the cup. I take it from him, my hands shaking slightly.

"It will help calm your nerves," he states as he turns to walk towards the kitchen. I stand up and follow him, noticing Turwaithiel's bed has been folded neatly and placed in one corner.

"She left early this morning with Bleon," he explains as I entered the kitchen where he was busy bustling about. I sat on one of the small stools and took a sip of the tea.