Running on Faith - Chapter 2

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Title: Running on Faith

Author: Mika

Pairing: VM/OB, OB/HS (implied)

Rating: NC-17 (eventually, anyway)

Disclaimer: It’s all made up. I’m not making any claims about anyone or anything. I make no money from this.

 

A/N: This will be a hurt/hurt/hurt/comfort story, and Orlando is gonna hurt, a lot, before he even begins to get comforted.

 

 

Orlando felt completely numb. Part of him wanted to scream, cry, anything, but he couldn’t bring forth any emotion. He was stunned and confused as he made his way back to the bedroom. Sitting down carefully on the edge of the bed, Orlando tried to concentrate on last night’s events, his fuzzy memory struggled to put the pieces together. He remembered going out with the hobbits and he could recall several members of the cast and crew there also. They had a good time, drinking and dancing like they always did. Pieces of the evening flashed in his mind as he tried to recall the events. He couldn’t remember leaving with anyone, or accepting anybody’s advances. He could remember dancing and flirting with members of the crew but that was about it. His confused mind couldn’t think straight and Orlando wondered if he had been drugged. As he rose from the bed, he decided that he would have to see the set doctor in the morning. Even though he had found condoms all over the room, he was still worried about disease and the fact that he couldn’t recall who he had sex with wasn’t helping matters. He really didn’t want to go see her, but he felt more comfortable going to a doctor that he knew. Orlando also knew that she would keep it confidential and wouldn’t tell Peter. That was the last thing he needed.

 

Orlando pulled the soiled sheets from the bed, and cleaned up the awful mess. He then took a shower and put on some clean clothes, deciding to try to talk to Viggo again. He picked up his keys and wallet, hoping that Viggo would listen this time. He had to climb into the jeep slowly. Every time he sat down, his abused tissues let him know that they were very sore, and shifting gears on the jeep made him break out in a sweat from the sharp jabs of pain. 

 

Orlando arrived at Viggo’s house only to find that Dom’s car was sitting outside. He wasn’t sure what he was going to say, but he knew that he needed to try to make Viggo understand. He stood before the door and wasted no time in knocking, knowing that if he hesitated, he would lose his nerve and walk away. Shock registered on his face as Elijah answered and Orlando stood there with his mouth open. 

 

The look on Elijah’s face was stony and cold. “What are you doing here?” 

 

Orlando swallowed hard, and finally found his voice. “I need to see Viggo.”

 

Dom appeared from around the corner and let out a vicious laugh. “What makes you think he wants to see you?” He crossed his arms in defiance, the two of them making a barrier between Orlando and the open door. 

 

Elijah sneered at Orlando, his words filled with venom. “You have a good time last night? So tell me, how is Harry? Is he a good fuck? Is he bigger than Vig? Better than Vig? Did he fuck you like the whore you are?” 

 

Orlando swallowed hard. His mind supplied him with flashes of the evening, and it was enough to verify what Elijah was saying. Harry. It was Harry that he…

 

Orlando’s thoughts broke off as Elijah’s voice was getting louder and louder. It was right then that Viggo appeared behind the both of them, resting his hands on each of their shoulders. He nodded towards the kitchen, motioning for the two of them to leave. Dom started to protest and then gave up quickly as Viggo glared at him.

 

Viggo took up residence in the same spot, adopting the same posture as the hobbits. It was very difficult and uncomfortable, but he looked Orlando in the face as he addressed him. “What do you want?”

 

Orlando’s voice trembled as he tried to look Viggo in the eyes. “Please, give me a chance to explain. I’m not sure exactly what happened, but I know I wouldn’t have done that to you, hurt you like that.” When Viggo didn’t move, Orlando asked if he could come in for a moment and talk.

 

Viggo clenched his jaw. “No.” When Orlando didn’t start talking, Viggo shrugged his shoulders. “If you’re going to talk, do it out here. I don’t have all day.” 

 

Orlando realized that Viggo meant to listen to him on the doorstep and he didn’t know how to start. He was scared to death, as he wondered if Viggo would believe him, but he had to try. “I don’t know what happened. I can’t remember and I think I…I might have been drugged last night. I can’t remember whole sections of the night, but I can’t see any other explanation for why I did what I did. You know me Viggo, I would have never, ever done that to you. I love you so much.” 

 

The tears were flowing freely now, spilling down his cheeks as his breath hitched. “Please Viggo, I am so sorry. I know I hurt you, but you have to believe me when I say that I didn’t know what was happening. I’m going to go see the doctor on set tomorrow and maybe she can help me. Please don’t walk away from me now, I need you so much.”

 

Viggo was biting his lower lip hard enough to bleed. Similar circumstances had happened to him already, lovers who ended up cheating on him. He immediately thought of the early morning and the things that Orlando said while he was still asleep. Viggo knew right then that Orlando didn’t remember any of that either. 

 

Viggo took a deep breath and squeezed his eyes shut for a moment. He didn’t think that he could take it. He wanted to believe Orlando, he really did, but all the old hateful feelings resurfaced and he was having a hard time dealing with it again. 

 

“I’m sorry Orlando, but I can’t do this. You know my past and you know this is one thing I can’t forgive. Go to the set doctor tomorrow and see what she says, then maybe we can talk. Until then, you’re on your own.” He turned on his heels and closed the door, leaning against it as he tried to get his heart rate under control. Through the door he could hear Orlando crying, and he swallowed hard as his vision blurred with his own tears.

 

TBC

 

Comments

[helineloro.livejournal.com]

OMG!
Orlando has certainly been drugged, I'm sure. I was hoping that Viggo would believe him, now I am afraid for them.
I keep my fingers crossed and wait for the next chapter.
Thank you and congratulations!

[miwido.livejournal.com]

Yes, you should be very afraid for them. :) Next chapter coming pretty soon. It'll drive another nail or two into the coffin.