http://lotrwhore128.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lotrwhore128.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fellowshippers2004-03-17 09:55 pm

If Only

Umm...I'm new here. I was badgered by my friend to join and post my stories and stuff that I write. I'm gonna give this a try and see how it works out. =D I'm not exactly sure how to do this; so, if I do something wrong please lemme know. This is my first slashy type fic. I write lots of other ones but they have a male/female role instead of male/male. My favorite pairing are Domlijah and Monaboyd so those will probably be the majority of what I write...I feel like I'm on one of those dating shows and I should be all. "I like long walks on the beach, and music. Although I'm 'highly supportive' of Lord of the Rings; so, if you plan on getting some don't be afraid to put on the curly wig and hairy feet." That's enough of that. Hehe...well here we go. Enjoy!

Title: If Only
Author: [livejournal.com profile] lotrwhore128
Pairing: DM/EW
Rating: R (Just to be on the safe side)
Discalimer: None of this happened, it is all pretend. I don't own the guys except for in my dreams and I don't really even own them then.
Feedback: I would greatly appreciate it.

Warning: There is death in this story. I don't want to offend anyone who reads this and discovers that it's there. If this isn't your thing, don't click on the link for the story. If you do, consider yourself warned.

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Can you hear it? The laughter that was so infectious…his. It's like everything in the room lights up when he smiles or says something to make himself giggle. He was always happy.

They all sat silently on the pews. Some of them were looking at their hands, some looking at the ceiling, the others looking at it. It being big brown box sitting at the front of the church. Holding the one thing that meant the world to him.

Dom never expected to find him like that. Lying pale on the floor blood everywhere. The questions just flooded his mind. ‘Why didn't he tell me? Why didn't he confide in me the fact that he wasn't as happy as I thought?’ This all came as a shock to him. He would have never thought.

Dom slowly stood up from his chair after they lifted the casket and followed it from the church. He listened to the wise words from the preacher before they lowered him into the ground. The preacher told of how happy and full of life he was. Dom couldn't help but laugh to himself at how the preacher could say he was so happy when he took his own life away.

Dom did cry. He cried the minute everyone started to walk away. He cried because now he was alone. Now he had no one. Roses were his favorite flowers. White ones more than anything else. He grew some on the side of our house...red brick just like he always dreamed of having.

Dom reached out and laid his hand on his casket as the tears were sliding freely down his cheeks. Dom thought of how he was throwing hints out, and how Dom missed them. He never promised Dom that he would never leave, like Dom always did him. He always told Dom he loved him before he left. Dom asked why once and he said just in case he wasn't there when Dom got back.

Dom wiped the tears from his eyes, and laid a single white rose on his casket, along with the envelope addressed to him.

The words slowly started to flow quietly from his mouth. ‘Why? Why did you do this to me? I need you. I always needed you.’ Dom started to cry again. ‘What am I going to do without you? You were my world, and now my world is gone? How will I live?’

The sobs overcame Dom once again and he took a moment to calm himself before he spoke again. ‘I promise I will never forget you. I will never love anyone else as much as I loved you. I want you to know not to despair. I will be with you before you know it. I love you…Elijah.’

Dom kissed his fingers and placed them on Elijah’s casket before he walked slowly got in his car, and drove off. That day Dom left something behind that most people wouldn’t dream of parting with. That day Dom left his heart.

[identity profile] conorific.livejournal.com 2004-03-18 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
That fic is depressing. I like it. It brings pain, not the sharp, stabbing pain of injury, but more of a dull ache that when pressed on the right way, feels kinda good.

Also: you can just state that there's character death. You don't have to put it in caps and such. If anyone flames you for it, tell them that they were warned and delete the comment.

:)

[identity profile] emiloy.livejournal.com 2004-03-18 09:23 am (UTC)(link)
*sniffle*
oh...so sad...yet..so beautiful...
*sniffle*

[identity profile] kolywoble.livejournal.com 2004-03-20 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
*sobs* ... beautifully written ... *sobs*