Maybe...I love you (Thorin Oakenshield love story)

Cpt 4: Your no King.

"WHAT!!!" Thorin yelled

Oops....is that bad?

"Y-yes sir...I've signed the contract" I said softly not wanting to anger him.

"I'm sorry but I have to say n-" Thorin was cut off by Gandalf

"Thorin Oakenshieled you should feel honored that Melody wants to come! Not only is she a burglar herself she is a

phenomenal fighter! Where as bilbo here...not so much. Women are quieter then men there for sneakier."

Thorin glared at me...eh...talk about scary.

"You can fight?" Thorin asked turning away.

"Y-yes s-sir I can." I studded

"Come with me outside." He said walking towards the front door. We went out into the cool breeze. I shut the door

behind me and looking at him....he truly was great....

"Is there something you would like to talk to me about sir?" I said bluntly

He just turned and looked me in the eyes, "you said you already signed the contract?" He asked. I nodded.

"You know...you might die. You being a woman/hobbit you probably will." He said turning to face his back to me.

"Excuse me? Why would you think I'm going to die because I'm a woman and hobbit?" I asked annoyed placing my hands on my hips.

He turned and walked to stand very close to me. I could feel his warmth on me.

"Look at you!" He stated. "Your small and fragile, weak and wimpy, though you are pretty, I'm almost sure if a man got

the chance he could rape you. Your defenseless, you against an Orc would be a impossible fight for you." he said

grabbing my arm tightly, I winced at his strength. "Your short for a hobbit, the top of your head reaches the middle of my chest.

Your acting all brave thinking that this journey will be easy, have you ever seen a dragon? Let alone killed it? No. You

haven't and I can tell from the worried look on your face. Your going to get hurt and I don't want to take care of some

worthless little hob-" he stopped, "are you crying? Ha, your nothing but I weak defenseless child." He said stunned.

"N-no...I'm *hic* not crying..." I looked at him with pleading eyes, "can you please let me go?" I asked softly. Thorin took

his hand off my small arm...I have to admit I was small, his hand could almost wrap around my arm, I wasn't sickly

looking that was just how my body was...I was small but I never thought anybody would say such things to me as Thorin

did.

"Yes..." He said softly and I back away from him slowly.

I looked into his eyes while mine where watering "You call yourself king under the mountain...but the way you talk to

the people who are willing to risk their own lives even though they do not know you in the slightest... It's ungrateful and

rude...and hurtful" I could feel the anger build inside me and I could feel tears streaming down my face. "and do not

speak to me of dragon fire...you don't know me, you know nothing of my life and what u have been through" I said.

"Your no king." I whispered loud enough

for him to hear. I turned and walked away.

I ran into the back of Bilbos hobbit hole and locked myself in the bathroom. I cried....so hard that I was having trouble

breathing.

There was a knock at the door.

"Hello? Melody? Are you okay?"