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vigorliA Life Known
Chapter 17
Title: Making A Plan
Beta: None
Warning: Angst
Disclaimer: See previous chapters
Chapter 17
Thirty minutes later, Orlando had finally calmed down. He had poured his heart out to Elijah, and his best friend has been very helpful to him. He had finally made Elijah understand why he was so upset. Viggo would hate him after this, after he had found out that he had his dead wife’s heart. It only made things worse he realized, that he had taken the letter. But at the time of the infraction he hadn’t been thinking on all cylinders or any cylinders for that matter.
His eyes were swollen and red from all the crying he had done, his throat sore every time he tried to swallow or talk. His ribs hurt like hell and it was then he decided he was pathetic, just plain pathetic.
Elijah tried to reassure his friend that he was not pathetic; that he just had some bad luck is all. He had insisted that Orlando stay at his place the rest of the night, that he was in no shape to drive home. He had tucked him into his bed finally, and was trying to talk him into going to sleep.
But he had said he didn’t think he would get any sleep that night or any night from now on.
“Orli, ya gotta quit thinking like that, it’s not healthy for one thing. You just need to get with Viggo and talk things over with him, I mean after all you were going to have sex with the man.” He added.
Orlando let out a frustrated breath, “You don’t have to remind me Lij, but what am I going to say to him? “Oh, Hi Viggo, by the way, I have your dead wife’s heart, can we have sex now!”
Elijah looked at him and shook his head. “I think we had better come up with a better plan then that Orli. I really don’t think that’s going to cut it. Maybe I’ll talk to Beanie, he and Viggo are good friends.”
“No Lij, don’t,” he said panicking.
“Why?” he asked.
“To many people know already, I just don’t want everyone finding out, and I think Sean would spread the word around, he does tend to talk.”
“What, that you have her heart?”
“No… that Viggo and I almost had…. you know…..sex.”
“I’m not going to talk to him about that Orli and besides, you didn’t have sex, you almost had sex.”
Orlando pulled the covers up over his chest and held firmly to the blankets blushing furiously. “Can we talk about this later Lij? I’m really getting frustrated just thinking about it.”
Elijah nodded, “Okay, but we will talk okay?” he said as he got up.
“Yeah, I promise.”
“Okay, well, get some sleep then,” he said and turned out the light and headed back to fix his bed for the night in the living room.
He walked by the phone and thought about making the call to Sean or even Viggo, he knew Viggo would probably be worried sick about Orli by now, and he was sure he had probably called Sean. He sat on the couch with the phone in hand and debated with himself what to do. He had told Orlando he wouldn’t talk to anyone, but he wasn’t so sure now. How did he get himself so involved in this mess anyway?
Sean stood stunned behind Viggo after he said he was falling in love with Orlando. He blinked a couple of times before he came out of his stupor.
“Is it the drink, or did I just hear you correctly Viggo?” he asked.
Viggo smiled slightly. “I think you heard correctly Sean.” He said after a minute. “But I don’t know if you want to believe you heard correctly.”
“You cannot be serious Viggo, tell me your not serious,” he said as he turned his friend around. He held him by the shoulders and looked him in the eyes. “Tell me?”
Viggo met his eye’s unflinching as they did.
“Shit,” He murmured as he realized Viggo was not joking. Not one bit. “I think I need some fresh air,” he added as he moved past Viggo and stepped outside on the deck. He leaned over the edge gazing out into the dark and took a few deep breaths. He felt Viggo approach him from behind, but he kept his gaze directed outward.
“I know you think I’ve lost it Sean,” he began. “But, I am certain of my feelings for him.”
Sean shook his head. “You haven’t even slept with him Vig. How do you know its love?”
Viggo laughed at his friend’s assumption. “Sean you don’t have to sleep with someone to be in love with them.”
Sean laughed quietly, “Maybe that’s my problem. I sleep with them and then I think its love, then I marry them, then I divorce them.”
“There you go then,” he said with a smile. “Sex is just an add on, a very attractive add on, but when you love someone..it’s just caring for them, wanting to be with them, loving everything about them.”
“So, what if you love him, as you say you do, and then… you have sex and then the sex part stinks?” he asked.
Viggo looked at him and laughed until he had tear’s in his eye’s, “Tell me Sean, how can you look at Orlando and not think the sex will be great?”
Sean turned his head and blushed. “I wouldn’t know about that sort of thing, Vig.”
Viggo laughed at his friend’s embarrassment. “Oh, come on now, you do think he’s attractive don’t you? Don’t you?”
“Vig!” Sean whined as he moved away. “I don’t think of guy’s in that way.”
Viggo took on a surprised look. “Sean Bean, well I never would of believed it…you do think he’s attractive!”
“Just shut up, would ya?’ he said as he crossed his arms in front of him. “Just because I think he’s attractive, it doesn’t mean I’m gay!
Viggo just laughed at him. “Sean anyone would be blind if they didn’t think he was the most attractive thing around. I’m just teasing you.” He added. :Don’t get yourself all worked up!”
Sean mumbled under his breath several curses.
They stood in silence for several minutes each in deep thought about the words spoken.
“I wonder if I should call Lij?” Viggo finally said as he broke the silence. “I’m really worried Sean. He looked like a lamb about to be slaughtered when he left here.”
“You can give it a shot Vig, or I can call.” He offered.
“Maybe you could Bean, would you?” he pleaded.
“Yeah, I’ll call, just so you can leave me alone about how worried you are.” He growled.
Viggo was instantly relieved. “I’ll find his number, I have it somewhere.” He muttered as he walked back into the house and started moving papers around. “Here, here it is,” he said as he handed it to Sean.
Sean took the paper and held out his hand for the phone. He dialed the number and listened to the rings. “He might be in bed,” he whispered as he covered the mouthpiece.”
“Hello?’
“Hey Lij, it’s Sean. Sorry to call so late mate.” He said.
“Hey Beanie,” he replied as he leaned back on the couch. “I assume your calling about Orlando?” he asked.
“Yeah, how’d you know?”
“Well, I kinda know what’s going on between him and Viggo, and I know that you and Vig are good friends and why else would you be calling me for in the middle of the night for God’s sake!”
Sean laughed, “Yeah I guess that would be obvious…is he there?”
Elijah let out a sigh, “Yeah, he’s here Sean. He’s sleeping though.”
“Viggo was worried about him after he left his place, said he was scared shitless.”
Elijah laughed, “Yeah, Bean there’s a lot going on and I don’t know what I should say to you without breaking Orli's confidences in me.”
“I understand lad, I just want to be sure he’s okay, and try to help Vig out, he’s extremely worried and confused about what happened here tonight.”
“Yeah, I know, they need to talk, but I don’t think Orli is going to want to.”
“Is it because of the…you know…what they were going to do?” he asked quietly, still embarrassed.
“No, that’s the least of Orlando’s worries. It’s something on a different scale entirely. But like I said, I’m not at liberty to tell.”
“Will Orli talk to me you think?” he asked trying to find out what was going on.
“I’m not sure Bean, I’ll talk to him in the morning…see how he is feeling, he was pretty shook up when he got here tonight.”
“I see, well can I ask one more thing Lij before I go?”
“Yeah I guess, if I can answer it.”
“Does he have a letter with him? Did he say anything about one?”
Elijah tensed up. God what should he say? Viggo will be pissed, he won’t understand. But he didn’t want to lie. “Bean, all I can say is yes, he does have it, but don’t ask me anything more okay? Not till I talk to Orli.”
“Sounds fair, thanks Lij, I’m sure Vig will be happy to know that Orli’s okay and that he does have it. Is he going to be on set tomorrow?”
“I really don’t have a clue Sean, we’ll see okay?”
“Yeah thanks Lij I’ll see you later. Bye”
“Bye Sean.” He said and disconnected the line. He laid his head back on the couch releasing a deep breath. He then heard a small voice calling his name. “Shit,” he groaned and got up and went into the other room. Orlando lay there with his eyes open waiting for his friend. “Hey, you’re supposed to be asleep,” he said quietly.
“I heard the phone ring…was it Viggo?” he asked timidly.
“No, it was Sean.”
“But he was calling for Vig wasn’t he?” he asked.
“Yeah Orli, he was, he’s worried about you, I guess you scared the shit out of him leaving like that. He thinks maybe the sex part scared you off.”
“No it wasn’t it,” he said as he sat up. “Not at all , did you tell him?”
“I know, I told Beanie that, and I told him that I couldn’t go into any detail. But Orli, you have to talk to Viggo you have to let him know. Or let me talk to Sean and maybe we can figure something out.”
Orlando shook his head, “I can’t Lij, I can’t talk to Viggo.”
“You’re going to have to go to work Orli, you can’t avoid him there.”
“I was thinking about leaving New Zealand.”
“What! You can’t leave Orli, we’re in the middle of a movie man, Peter would kill you and you would loose the opportunity of a lifetime, nobody would want to take a chance on someone who walked out on a film at the start of their career.”
Orlando lay back deflated. “I know, he was so understanding when I told him about my heart transplant; I know I can’t let him down.”
“You just need to talk to Vig or even to Sean, why don’t you talk to Sean, Orli, you’re both from the same country; maybe that will make you more comfortable.”
“Yeah, maybe you’re right, he would be better to tell directly then Viggo. Will you go with me then Lij? For support?” he asked with his puppy dog eyes.
Elijah smiled at his friend, “ Of course I will. Now get some sleep and we’ll talk more about this in the morning okay? I’m beat.”
Orlando curled up in the sheets and nodded his head sleepily.” Me too, thank’s Lij.”
“You’re welcome, now go to sleep okay, I’ll make the arrangements with Sean.” He got up and left the room quietly. His stomach doing flip-flops as he did. Once outside the door he turned and looked at Orlando who was asleep already. “Sean’s going to crap in his pants Orli,” he whispered silently, as he closed the door behind him.
Tbc….
Chapter 17
Title: Making A Plan
Beta: None
Warning: Angst
Disclaimer: See previous chapters
Chapter 17
Thirty minutes later, Orlando had finally calmed down. He had poured his heart out to Elijah, and his best friend has been very helpful to him. He had finally made Elijah understand why he was so upset. Viggo would hate him after this, after he had found out that he had his dead wife’s heart. It only made things worse he realized, that he had taken the letter. But at the time of the infraction he hadn’t been thinking on all cylinders or any cylinders for that matter.
His eyes were swollen and red from all the crying he had done, his throat sore every time he tried to swallow or talk. His ribs hurt like hell and it was then he decided he was pathetic, just plain pathetic.
Elijah tried to reassure his friend that he was not pathetic; that he just had some bad luck is all. He had insisted that Orlando stay at his place the rest of the night, that he was in no shape to drive home. He had tucked him into his bed finally, and was trying to talk him into going to sleep.
But he had said he didn’t think he would get any sleep that night or any night from now on.
“Orli, ya gotta quit thinking like that, it’s not healthy for one thing. You just need to get with Viggo and talk things over with him, I mean after all you were going to have sex with the man.” He added.
Orlando let out a frustrated breath, “You don’t have to remind me Lij, but what am I going to say to him? “Oh, Hi Viggo, by the way, I have your dead wife’s heart, can we have sex now!”
Elijah looked at him and shook his head. “I think we had better come up with a better plan then that Orli. I really don’t think that’s going to cut it. Maybe I’ll talk to Beanie, he and Viggo are good friends.”
“No Lij, don’t,” he said panicking.
“Why?” he asked.
“To many people know already, I just don’t want everyone finding out, and I think Sean would spread the word around, he does tend to talk.”
“What, that you have her heart?”
“No… that Viggo and I almost had…. you know…..sex.”
“I’m not going to talk to him about that Orli and besides, you didn’t have sex, you almost had sex.”
Orlando pulled the covers up over his chest and held firmly to the blankets blushing furiously. “Can we talk about this later Lij? I’m really getting frustrated just thinking about it.”
Elijah nodded, “Okay, but we will talk okay?” he said as he got up.
“Yeah, I promise.”
“Okay, well, get some sleep then,” he said and turned out the light and headed back to fix his bed for the night in the living room.
He walked by the phone and thought about making the call to Sean or even Viggo, he knew Viggo would probably be worried sick about Orli by now, and he was sure he had probably called Sean. He sat on the couch with the phone in hand and debated with himself what to do. He had told Orlando he wouldn’t talk to anyone, but he wasn’t so sure now. How did he get himself so involved in this mess anyway?
Sean stood stunned behind Viggo after he said he was falling in love with Orlando. He blinked a couple of times before he came out of his stupor.
“Is it the drink, or did I just hear you correctly Viggo?” he asked.
Viggo smiled slightly. “I think you heard correctly Sean.” He said after a minute. “But I don’t know if you want to believe you heard correctly.”
“You cannot be serious Viggo, tell me your not serious,” he said as he turned his friend around. He held him by the shoulders and looked him in the eyes. “Tell me?”
Viggo met his eye’s unflinching as they did.
“Shit,” He murmured as he realized Viggo was not joking. Not one bit. “I think I need some fresh air,” he added as he moved past Viggo and stepped outside on the deck. He leaned over the edge gazing out into the dark and took a few deep breaths. He felt Viggo approach him from behind, but he kept his gaze directed outward.
“I know you think I’ve lost it Sean,” he began. “But, I am certain of my feelings for him.”
Sean shook his head. “You haven’t even slept with him Vig. How do you know its love?”
Viggo laughed at his friend’s assumption. “Sean you don’t have to sleep with someone to be in love with them.”
Sean laughed quietly, “Maybe that’s my problem. I sleep with them and then I think its love, then I marry them, then I divorce them.”
“There you go then,” he said with a smile. “Sex is just an add on, a very attractive add on, but when you love someone..it’s just caring for them, wanting to be with them, loving everything about them.”
“So, what if you love him, as you say you do, and then… you have sex and then the sex part stinks?” he asked.
Viggo looked at him and laughed until he had tear’s in his eye’s, “Tell me Sean, how can you look at Orlando and not think the sex will be great?”
Sean turned his head and blushed. “I wouldn’t know about that sort of thing, Vig.”
Viggo laughed at his friend’s embarrassment. “Oh, come on now, you do think he’s attractive don’t you? Don’t you?”
“Vig!” Sean whined as he moved away. “I don’t think of guy’s in that way.”
Viggo took on a surprised look. “Sean Bean, well I never would of believed it…you do think he’s attractive!”
“Just shut up, would ya?’ he said as he crossed his arms in front of him. “Just because I think he’s attractive, it doesn’t mean I’m gay!
Viggo just laughed at him. “Sean anyone would be blind if they didn’t think he was the most attractive thing around. I’m just teasing you.” He added. :Don’t get yourself all worked up!”
Sean mumbled under his breath several curses.
They stood in silence for several minutes each in deep thought about the words spoken.
“I wonder if I should call Lij?” Viggo finally said as he broke the silence. “I’m really worried Sean. He looked like a lamb about to be slaughtered when he left here.”
“You can give it a shot Vig, or I can call.” He offered.
“Maybe you could Bean, would you?” he pleaded.
“Yeah, I’ll call, just so you can leave me alone about how worried you are.” He growled.
Viggo was instantly relieved. “I’ll find his number, I have it somewhere.” He muttered as he walked back into the house and started moving papers around. “Here, here it is,” he said as he handed it to Sean.
Sean took the paper and held out his hand for the phone. He dialed the number and listened to the rings. “He might be in bed,” he whispered as he covered the mouthpiece.”
“Hello?’
“Hey Lij, it’s Sean. Sorry to call so late mate.” He said.
“Hey Beanie,” he replied as he leaned back on the couch. “I assume your calling about Orlando?” he asked.
“Yeah, how’d you know?”
“Well, I kinda know what’s going on between him and Viggo, and I know that you and Vig are good friends and why else would you be calling me for in the middle of the night for God’s sake!”
Sean laughed, “Yeah I guess that would be obvious…is he there?”
Elijah let out a sigh, “Yeah, he’s here Sean. He’s sleeping though.”
“Viggo was worried about him after he left his place, said he was scared shitless.”
Elijah laughed, “Yeah, Bean there’s a lot going on and I don’t know what I should say to you without breaking Orli's confidences in me.”
“I understand lad, I just want to be sure he’s okay, and try to help Vig out, he’s extremely worried and confused about what happened here tonight.”
“Yeah, I know, they need to talk, but I don’t think Orli is going to want to.”
“Is it because of the…you know…what they were going to do?” he asked quietly, still embarrassed.
“No, that’s the least of Orlando’s worries. It’s something on a different scale entirely. But like I said, I’m not at liberty to tell.”
“Will Orli talk to me you think?” he asked trying to find out what was going on.
“I’m not sure Bean, I’ll talk to him in the morning…see how he is feeling, he was pretty shook up when he got here tonight.”
“I see, well can I ask one more thing Lij before I go?”
“Yeah I guess, if I can answer it.”
“Does he have a letter with him? Did he say anything about one?”
Elijah tensed up. God what should he say? Viggo will be pissed, he won’t understand. But he didn’t want to lie. “Bean, all I can say is yes, he does have it, but don’t ask me anything more okay? Not till I talk to Orli.”
“Sounds fair, thanks Lij, I’m sure Vig will be happy to know that Orli’s okay and that he does have it. Is he going to be on set tomorrow?”
“I really don’t have a clue Sean, we’ll see okay?”
“Yeah thanks Lij I’ll see you later. Bye”
“Bye Sean.” He said and disconnected the line. He laid his head back on the couch releasing a deep breath. He then heard a small voice calling his name. “Shit,” he groaned and got up and went into the other room. Orlando lay there with his eyes open waiting for his friend. “Hey, you’re supposed to be asleep,” he said quietly.
“I heard the phone ring…was it Viggo?” he asked timidly.
“No, it was Sean.”
“But he was calling for Vig wasn’t he?” he asked.
“Yeah Orli, he was, he’s worried about you, I guess you scared the shit out of him leaving like that. He thinks maybe the sex part scared you off.”
“No it wasn’t it,” he said as he sat up. “Not at all , did you tell him?”
“I know, I told Beanie that, and I told him that I couldn’t go into any detail. But Orli, you have to talk to Viggo you have to let him know. Or let me talk to Sean and maybe we can figure something out.”
Orlando shook his head, “I can’t Lij, I can’t talk to Viggo.”
“You’re going to have to go to work Orli, you can’t avoid him there.”
“I was thinking about leaving New Zealand.”
“What! You can’t leave Orli, we’re in the middle of a movie man, Peter would kill you and you would loose the opportunity of a lifetime, nobody would want to take a chance on someone who walked out on a film at the start of their career.”
Orlando lay back deflated. “I know, he was so understanding when I told him about my heart transplant; I know I can’t let him down.”
“You just need to talk to Vig or even to Sean, why don’t you talk to Sean, Orli, you’re both from the same country; maybe that will make you more comfortable.”
“Yeah, maybe you’re right, he would be better to tell directly then Viggo. Will you go with me then Lij? For support?” he asked with his puppy dog eyes.
Elijah smiled at his friend, “ Of course I will. Now get some sleep and we’ll talk more about this in the morning okay? I’m beat.”
Orlando curled up in the sheets and nodded his head sleepily.” Me too, thank’s Lij.”
“You’re welcome, now go to sleep okay, I’ll make the arrangements with Sean.” He got up and left the room quietly. His stomach doing flip-flops as he did. Once outside the door he turned and looked at Orlando who was asleep already. “Sean’s going to crap in his pants Orli,” he whispered silently, as he closed the door behind him.
Tbc….
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