Adventures of The Sad, Broken, and Happy (Hobbit Fan Fiction)

Chapter 25 Past Resurfacing

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Allie
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Taking a deep breath and masking my face and troubled emotions I look up meeting his devilish eyes.

"I'm not your little angel," I reply.

"Oh but you are. You belong to me. I marked you and you belong to me," Deren hisses.

"I do not belong to anyone but myself," I say coolly.

"That's what you think but you belong to me. I claimed you, I marred your skin. You have my name," Deren argues. I suddenly have the urge to itch the carvings on my stomach.

"It was not meant to be out there was it? No, and now my true soulmate will take one look at me and turn away in disgust. I never belonged to you, but you ruined me for my true one," I growl holding my expressionless face. But the feeling of unbridled fear bubbles in my stomach.

"Well you're still coming with me tonight, quietly, whether you want to or not." Deren smirks.

"I hope you know Deren, I've grown stronger. I will not be taken so easily this time," I chide.

"Oh but you will, or else your soul sister...Grace is it? She'll get a mouthful of arrow." Deren threatens, pointing out the window where a man is pointing an arrow at Grace's head. The window is open so an early warning Grace might have had from glass breaking is gone. Deep down, I know Grace could dodge the arrow, but fear overwhelms my senses and I nod.

"Fine, but leave her and my friends alone," I comply. Deren comes out from behind the bar, grabbing my arm, and dragging me out. Glancing at my friends I hope they notice my absence sooner rather than later.

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"Did you see that?" I ask standing up, and hiding behind a tree.

"Yes. You're an angel," the strange man marvels.

"Uh no I'm not. I just... it's unexplainable. Don't tell anyone please!" I beg.

"No, definitely not. What's your name?"

"Allie Tulip Holton," I answer coming out from behind the tree to shake the man's hand.

"Deren Planker...and I think you are my soulmate." The man grins, and pulls down his shirt, to reveal my name at the base of his neck.

"So I see my marks have healed, but alas they are permanent. Just like my claim on you. My love..." Deren observed running a hand over the scars on my stomach. I shiver, involuntarily, showing a reaction. Deren had chained me to a wall, and tied me to a chair in a basement. He blindfolded me and knocked me out before we went anywhere so I don't know where I am in Nedar. Or if I'm in Nedar at all. The whole company could have moved on by now.

"I'm not your love," I snap. I need to stay angry not scared.

"Oh but you are. I love you and you love me, or have you stopped?" Deren asks.

"I never stopped loving you. I just stopped loving all together. You ruined love for me," I admit sadly.

"Oh that's too bad. Love is a great thing. You're really missing out," Deren taunts.

"If what you taught me is love, I'm glad I don't feel it," I retort, struggling against the ropes that tied my hands to the sides of the chair.

"You're right, I didn't reach you love. I actually never loved you. You're worthless to everyone except for me. You should be glad I found you. Those friends of yours don't care about you! You are a burden to them!"

"They are my friends."

"No they aren't. You probably burden them with your emotional baggage and your inability to fight. You are weak! You are nothing but a weak little girl, with a broken heart!" Deren exclaims getting right in my face. I flinch, but that's the only reaction I show. Inside I'm screaming and fighting. He's right though... I can't fight I can't even keep out of trouble. I'm probably only there because Grace refused to leave me at home.

"You're wrong," I bite back, weakly.

"Oh but I'm not. I'm right and you know it. They only keep you around because Grace, your assassin friend, won't leave you behind. But that's out of pity for you, and you know it." That's when I couldn't hold back the tears, and they came spilling forth. "Are those tears? Shed for me? I'm flattered. I thought you had no more tears left."

"Just when I thought I had no more tears left, you told me you loved me, carved into my stomach, and left me," I choke on my words and look down.

"I didn't leave. You simply cut my arm off this, I ran. So it's your fault. The only person in the world that thought you were worth anything and you pushed away. But I guess, life sucks and then you die. So live each day." Deren shrugs with a sick nonchalance.

"Just so you can die a little more inside every day," I mumble.

"Oh sweetie if you'll only let me cut those other man's words off of your skin and I'll go back to you," Deren says running his hand over my back. Where the name of my true soulmate is.

"N-no," I stammer shaking, though the offer for him to take me away is tempting. I will not let him carve my skin again.

"Too bad, you don't have a choice," Deren growls.

"I do have a choice Deren. If you carve my skin, I'll know you don't care for me at all."

"Silly girl. A man can be happy with anyone, as long as he doesn't love or care about them," Deren laughs, and I feel a cold blade on the small of my back.

"Can this honestly be my life? This sick twisted ruin of sadness and destruction?" I whisper.

"Oh it is Allie." That's when I felt the knife beginning to cut into my skin.

"DEREN! No! Wait, just recarve your name on my stomach. Retaking your claim. Leave that mark alone. Besides, if you cut it I won't be an angel anymore!" I persuade desperately.

"Good point Allie, now you're thinking!" Deren praises, and cuts the ropes tying me to the chair. Then he holds me down on the floor the knife slowly ghosting over the scars. Closing my eyes, I try to desperately escape to my happy place.

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Grace
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"Guys, did Allie come back with the drinks yet?" I question m raising my voice over the loud laughter. Thorin, Oin, Gloin, Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, Dori, Ori, Nori, Bilbo, Dwalin, and Balin had all went off to bed. Leaving Fili, Kili, Alex, Emily, Sam, and I left.

"No, in fact she's been gone for awhile" Emily comments. That's when a sharp pain erupts in my stomach. Buckling over and clenching the table I instantly know the problem.

"Grace?" Alex grabs my arm and helps me up.

"Whats wrong?" Kili asks.

"Its-ah- Allie she's-she's in pain," I manage to say. It feels like someone's carving into my stomach. Instantly I know exactly what's wrong.