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May. 29th, 2006 08:53 pmTitle: Against All Odds
Author: Vatulele
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
This is part of a drabble series. You can read it as a stand alone or you can read it's prequil 'Don't Turn Around'
Chapter: 1/1
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Word Count: 257
Disclaimer: Never happened, Viggo and Orlando aren't together, this is all a product of my own twisted immagination, so don't sue, i'm not getting any profit from this.
Feedback: Won't making me happy make you happy? So therefore we'll all be happy making this world a much better place?
Author: Vatulele
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
This is part of a drabble series. You can read it as a stand alone or you can read it's prequil 'Don't Turn Around'
Chapter: 1/1
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Word Count: 257
Disclaimer: Never happened, Viggo and Orlando aren't together, this is all a product of my own twisted immagination, so don't sue, i'm not getting any profit from this.
Feedback: Won't making me happy make you happy? So therefore we'll all be happy making this world a much better place?
Orlando POV
March 18th, 2009
This is all Ian's idea...Said if I couldn't talk to him or anyone else about what happened then I should write it down. Viggo left me three days ago. Although I think I made him leave. It was a stupid fight really. I should have let it go but I had to blow it out of proportion. Now he's gone. No one knows where he went, Sean flew to Idaho to see if Viggo went and 'sought refuge' up at his ranch. He wasn't there. I've called Henry to see if he heard from his father. He hung up at me after calling me a fucker. That was hard, I'd always gotten along with Henry even when he was being an ass as a teenager. I was like the cool uncle. Now I'm the fucker.
It's been hard the last few days. Haven't left the flat, taken a shower or eaten a decent meal. Don't really feel like doing any of it. It seems kind of pointless now.
Ugh...I'm such a fucker Henry is right. I let him leave. I let the fucking love of my fucking life walk right out the door. I sobbed into the carpet and let him leave. How could I do that?
It seems so different without him here with me I feel so empty, so raw. I don't think he's going to come back to me this time and I'm scared. He's the only one that really understands me and I'm scared he'll never come back to me.
March 18th, 2009
This is all Ian's idea...Said if I couldn't talk to him or anyone else about what happened then I should write it down. Viggo left me three days ago. Although I think I made him leave. It was a stupid fight really. I should have let it go but I had to blow it out of proportion. Now he's gone. No one knows where he went, Sean flew to Idaho to see if Viggo went and 'sought refuge' up at his ranch. He wasn't there. I've called Henry to see if he heard from his father. He hung up at me after calling me a fucker. That was hard, I'd always gotten along with Henry even when he was being an ass as a teenager. I was like the cool uncle. Now I'm the fucker.
It's been hard the last few days. Haven't left the flat, taken a shower or eaten a decent meal. Don't really feel like doing any of it. It seems kind of pointless now.
Ugh...I'm such a fucker Henry is right. I let him leave. I let the fucking love of my fucking life walk right out the door. I sobbed into the carpet and let him leave. How could I do that?
It seems so different without him here with me I feel so empty, so raw. I don't think he's going to come back to me this time and I'm scared. He's the only one that really understands me and I'm scared he'll never come back to me.