Out of the Darkness...Light (10/?)

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Title: Out of the Darkness...Light ( 10/?)
Author: DS
Pairing: Orlando/Viggo
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Orlando undergoes a terrible, life-shattering experience, but
will find a light at the end of the tunnel
Warnings: Mentions of rape and violence; extreme emotional suffering
Disclaimer: I have no affiliations with any of the actors, only the
plot is mine.
Feedback: I'd love to hear what you think.
Note: I originally began writing and posting this story several years ago,
but was sidetracked by real life and had to put the story on the shelf.
I'm back now and want to finish it, so I'm going to post it once again. I'm
starting at the beginning, for those who missed it the first time:)

Thank you everyone for your wonderful feedback.  It is much appreciated!!!

 

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CHAPTER TEN

 

 

            Viggo looked at the young woman as she stared at them with a stricken look on her face. She’d turned white as a sheet and shook her head back and forth, as if in denial.   It was obvious that she knew something. But what? What was she hiding? And why? Evidently, her mother wanted to know the same thing.

            “Samantha. What’s going on? What do you know?”

            “I’m sorry, mum. I can’t.”

            “You can’t what? What is it? What do you know?”

            “Mum. Please don’t ask me. I just can’t talk about it.”

            “But what? Why can’t you? If it’s something that can help your brother you need to tell me.”

            Samantha hesitated, as if considering, but then shook her head no. 

            “I’m sorry. It’s not something I can discuss. You’ll have to ask Orli. If he wants you to…well, if he wants to talk about it, he will.”   Lips clamped firmly shut. Expression resolute.   It was obvious she was going to say nothing more.

            Sonia Bloom studied her daughter for a moment but then, realizing she wasn’t going to say anything else, shook her head. 

            “All right, then. I’ll talk to your brother.”

            Viggo found himself releasing a breath he’d never realized he was holding. Maybe now they’d get some answers! He watched as, with a last long look at her daughter, Sonia turned and exited the room.  A woman on a mission, she headed straight for her son’s door. Viggo didn’t want to intrude, but how he wished he could be present when she spoke to her son. But, he’d just have to wait…and be patient. Although, at the moment, that was next to impossible. He was ready to jump out of his skin with wanting to know what was going on.

            When, with a last look at him, Samantha hurried after her mother, Viggo decided not to be left behind. Trailing after Orlando’s mother and sister, he hovered just inside the door of his friend’s room, while the two women continued on to the bed. Luckily, neither of them minded him being there—they all had a common goal—to find out what had happened to the young man at some point in his past. Viggo watched as Sonia Bloom leaned over her son.

            “Orlando, sweetheart, we’re here. How are you feeling this morning?”

            A half-hearted shrug was the only response she received, but the woman was not deterred. 

            “I want to ask you something, and I want you to answer me, all right? It’s very important.”

            Orlando finally looked up at his mother, but said nothing, merely listening as she continued.

            “Orlando. The doctor…she said…she said this has happened before. Has it?”

            Viggo didn’t miss the quick glance the young man threw his sister’s way, nor did he miss the expression of sympathy and, was that apology? she gave him in return. Samantha shook her head so slightly that Viggo almost missed it. 

 But Orlando said nothing, merely shrugged his shoulders again and shook his head in denial. Eyes downcast, the boy wasn’t looking at any of them. His mother was still not deterred, however.

“Orlando, please. If something happened, tell me. Won’t you?”

Reaching out to grasp her son’s hand, Sonia Bloom couldn’t hide the look of hurt when he pulled away from her, obviously not wanting to be touched.

“Please, son? Orli?”

“ Mum, nothing happened. Now, I just want to rest, okay?” 

The young man’s face had turned pale, the bruises standing out in stark contrast to the ashen skin. Orlando closed his eyes and turned away from them as much as he was able to, obviously wanting nothing more to do with the conversation.

The two women exchanged perplexed looks before finally getting up and moving towards the door. With a last look at her son’s huddled form, Sonia Bloom exited the room, followed by her daughter and Viggo.

Once in the hallway and out of earshot, Orlando’s mother turned to her daughter, somewhat accusing.

“Samantha. I want you to tell me what you know about this. Please! It’s important—for your brother.”

Viggo watched the exchange in silence—the mother intense, almost frantic in her need to find out what had happened to her son, the daughter obviously torn between her desire to help her mother and her obligation to keep her brother’s confidence. She was obviously considering the matter intensely.

“Why is it so important that they know?” she asked finally.

“*I * want to know,” her mother replied. “If something happened to my son—your brother—I want to know. I *need * to know.”

Viggo intervened.

“Samantha, Dr. Meadows said it’s very important that they know everything. If something did happen to Orlando in his past, it could influence his recovery now.”

He watched as Orlando’s sister mulled this information over, obviously considering it and thinking hard. Pressing his advantage, he continued.

“Please, Samantha. I…I care about your brother…a lot. And I want to do everything in my power to help him through it.” 

He had the attention of both women now.

“Samantha, if you know something that can help your brother, please tell us. Help us to make him better.”

Suddenly finding himself overcome with emotion, Viggo stopped with his plea, blinking his eyes rapidly to keep the tears from falling. Drawing a shaky breath, he unexpectedly felt an arm go round his shoulders, squeezing tight. Looking down into Sonia Bloom’s own tear-filled eyes, he gave her a small smile, unaccountably warmed by her gesture of comfort and support.

“You really do care for him, don’t you?”

Samantha stared at Viggo intently, as if willing him to answer.

“Yes, I do,” he replied simply. “More than I ever thought possible.”

“Does he know?”

Shaking his head as he rubbed his forearm across his eyes, Viggo responded.

“I don’t know if he does or not. All I know is that right now I just want to be here for him and try to help him through this. After that…we’ll see.”

Pulling away from Orlando’s mother, he looked over at Samantha again as she continued. 

“I won’t see him hurt.”

“I wouldn’t do that,” he replied solemnly.

“Yes, well he’s been hurt before by…by people who claimed to care about him…people he trusted.”

Out of the corner of his eye, Viggo could see Orlando’s mother following the interchange with interest. At the same moment, though, they both registered what Samantha had just said.

“What…?”

“When…?”

Inhaling deeply, as if to fortify herself and gather her courage, Samantha looked even more perplexed. 

“I promised him! I can’t go back on my word.”

The girl was obviously agonizing over her decision, but Viggo noticed that her resolve seemed to be wavering. He decided to try one last time.

“Samantha, sometimes you have to break a promise to help someone. And that’s okay.”

Pausing for a moment, he watched her reaction before continuing. The girl’s eyes were haunted, her expression torn.

“Please, Samantha. For Orlando. For your little brother.” 

He put everything he had into those eight words.

When her mother reached out to encircle her in her arms and draw her close, Samantha Bloom visibly cracked.

 

           

 

 

 

 

 

 

             

 

 

Comments

[eenoogje.livejournal.com]

Such an evil cliffhanger!!!

[estels-artemis.livejournal.com]

This is EVIL!

[sitaray.livejournal.com]

That is so evil!!!!!!!!!! You can't leave us there....we need to know what sammie has to say!!!!!!!!!

[roomfor2.livejournal.com]

I want to know too. It was his dad, right?? I always think the worst! :P

(ps- It's so much easier to read if you stick to the default font/size)

[littlegreenleaf.livejournal.com]

I feel a little guilty knowing what's happening here, because I followed this story 'back in the day'. You ARE being a bit evil, but that's what cliff hangers are all about! Heh, heh!

Great chapter, luv!

*hugs*