Shadows of life - Chapter 5
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vigorliTitle: Shadows of life - Chapter 5
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obvmluver
Beta: The wonderfullittlegreenleaf.
Rating: NC-17 in the end.
Pairing: Viggo/Karl, eventually Viggo/Orlando
Summary: When everything seems to spiral downwards, is a human being able to rise from the ashes?
Warnings: Violence, if you look closely enough.
Disclaimer: I wish I knew the boys but I don't. I also don't make any profit with this.
Crossposted to a lot of places... Please don't nail me for that.
Banner made by a good friend, pale80.
CHAPTER INDEX
5
Orlando was sitting on a stool at the after party holding his head in his hands. The nausea felt exceptionally bad at the moment. He knew he was partly to blame. He hadn’t eaten anything yet. That was how Viggo found him a minute later.
“Are you okay?” Viggo asked crouching down to Orlando’s level and placing his hand on his thigh.
“No.” came the broken answer. Clearing his throat Orlando sat back up and swallowed. “Far from it.”
Viggo kept looking at him trying to figure out what was wrong without needing to ask about it. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, except the paleness of Orlando’s face and the bald head, he was forced to ask. “Would you tell me, then?” Letting out a laughed -choked sob Orlando nodded.
“First there’s Karl yelling at me for giving you the present.”
“Why would he yell at you about that?”
“Because he can’t stand me around you and that I hadn’t told him about the present. Second, Karl reminded me about the greatest mistake of my life.”
“What could that be?”
Orlando gave Viggo a sad smile and placed his hands on Viggo’s cheeks. “I lost you. I regret I was so weak, still am.”
“You are strong, Orli. You know that.”
“If I was, then I would have had the strength to stand up and say I refused the marriage to be sealed, but no. I sat there unable to do anything else but cower. I love you, Viggo, probably always will but it’s too late now. I realized my mistake when it was already useless. If I had been stronger I would have come back and talked things through. And thirdly, I’m really ill. I have cancer, in my blood, and I only have one option left. My doctor has found me a donor and they’re going to give me a bone marrow transplant. If it doesn’t work then it’s Bye- bye, Bloom. I’m just wondering how much agony I am meant to suffer before the high spirit or whatever it is realizes I’m finally broken. Because I already am. It scares me a little to realize I want this to end. These past months have been too much. And a part of me hopes the transplant doesn’t cure me. I’m so fed up with being sick all the time. I wish I’d be saved, taken somewhere where heartache, loneliness, sadness and everything that’s negative is forgotten, where I would only feel happy. I know it isn’t here.”
The last sentence came out with resignation. Orlando saw Viggo’s eyes water and soon wet tears touched his hands. “I’m sorry I didn’t have happy news. And I’m sorry you heard it now. And I’m sorry I didn’t hold it in longer. I’m sorry for being unable to think twice before opening my mouth in the wrong place. I want you to be happy today, not cry because of me. Go to Karl, open my gift with him, and have your happy ending. I’ll go get a bite to eat and then leave. I know it isn’t polite but I’m feeling really bad. I hope you will understand. I am happy for you both and wish all the best.”
Wiping away the continuously falling tears from Viggo’s face, Orlando stood up. He saw Karl looking at them standing in the dance floor. “Go to your better half, Vig. He’s waiting for you.” Orlando nudged Viggo towards the dance floor and went to get a bite to eat.
After eating fish and canapés, Orlando finally called a cab. He then spotted Sean talking to Karl. He took a deep breath and called Sean’s name.
“Whoa, Orli. You look like a ghost.”
“Thanks a bunch, Beanie. I came to say I’m leaving now. And Karl...” Orlando began turning towards Karl while he spoke. “...Thanks for inviting me although I was an unwanted guest here. It was Viggo who asked me to attend and I couldn’t refuse. Just...if something does happen, would you remember me as I was back in the old days? Would that be too much to ask? On the other hand, I don’t want to know. Tell Vig I truly am happy for you both.”
Orlando started to retreat towards the doors.
“Aren’t you going to say goodbye to Viggo?” Karl demanded, maybe a little too harshly.
“That would hurt too much. Besides he doesn’t need me ruining his special day. I’ve already made him cry. Believe me I don’t want to see him like that and, neither do you. If I know him at all he’ll understand.” Orlando swallowed and with a final look back took the hold of the door knob and walked away. The soft click of the door falling shut was louder than ever before.
“You really are an arsehole.” Sean said before walking away from Karl.
“What the fuck did I do?” Karl demanded but Sean refused to answer.
“Answer me!”
Sean spun around and pushed Karl against the wall. “You are one of the most selfish, most heartless people I know. I’m starting to feel you wooed Viggo in your jealous rage, in this sick plan of yours, to hurt Orlando. You never really liked Orlando. He represents everything you’re not. You found a way to get to his very core and twist the blade you singlehandedly stabbed him with. You are using his weak state. And it makes you angry because he still remains warm-hearted. That’s the genuine Orlando. You’ll never break him. And in the end, all of the things you’ve done will fall onto your own shoulders. Orlando will be the phoenix rising from the ashes stronger and better he’s ever been. I’m going to make sure you are present when that happens. And if something happens to either Orlando, or Viggo for that matter, you’ll be answering to me. Understood?” Sean hissed. “Now, leave me alone.” With that Beanie let go of Karl and walked away.
Karl was cursing. Sean had seen through him. He decided that soon he’d research leukemia and find a way to make Sean, and maybe Viggo’s life as well, miserable. He had heard that patients undergoing bone marrow transplant were fragile and a simple bug could kill them. Karl needed to be sure and if he could get a common cold from someone, all the better.
TBC...
Author:
obvmluverBeta: The wonderful
littlegreenleaf.Rating: NC-17 in the end.
Pairing: Viggo/Karl, eventually Viggo/Orlando
Summary: When everything seems to spiral downwards, is a human being able to rise from the ashes?
Warnings: Violence, if you look closely enough.
Disclaimer: I wish I knew the boys but I don't. I also don't make any profit with this.
Crossposted to a lot of places... Please don't nail me for that.
Banner made by a good friend, pale80.CHAPTER INDEX
5
Orlando was sitting on a stool at the after party holding his head in his hands. The nausea felt exceptionally bad at the moment. He knew he was partly to blame. He hadn’t eaten anything yet. That was how Viggo found him a minute later.
“Are you okay?” Viggo asked crouching down to Orlando’s level and placing his hand on his thigh.
“No.” came the broken answer. Clearing his throat Orlando sat back up and swallowed. “Far from it.”
Viggo kept looking at him trying to figure out what was wrong without needing to ask about it. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, except the paleness of Orlando’s face and the bald head, he was forced to ask. “Would you tell me, then?” Letting out a laughed -choked sob Orlando nodded.
“First there’s Karl yelling at me for giving you the present.”
“Why would he yell at you about that?”
“Because he can’t stand me around you and that I hadn’t told him about the present. Second, Karl reminded me about the greatest mistake of my life.”
“What could that be?”
Orlando gave Viggo a sad smile and placed his hands on Viggo’s cheeks. “I lost you. I regret I was so weak, still am.”
“You are strong, Orli. You know that.”
“If I was, then I would have had the strength to stand up and say I refused the marriage to be sealed, but no. I sat there unable to do anything else but cower. I love you, Viggo, probably always will but it’s too late now. I realized my mistake when it was already useless. If I had been stronger I would have come back and talked things through. And thirdly, I’m really ill. I have cancer, in my blood, and I only have one option left. My doctor has found me a donor and they’re going to give me a bone marrow transplant. If it doesn’t work then it’s Bye- bye, Bloom. I’m just wondering how much agony I am meant to suffer before the high spirit or whatever it is realizes I’m finally broken. Because I already am. It scares me a little to realize I want this to end. These past months have been too much. And a part of me hopes the transplant doesn’t cure me. I’m so fed up with being sick all the time. I wish I’d be saved, taken somewhere where heartache, loneliness, sadness and everything that’s negative is forgotten, where I would only feel happy. I know it isn’t here.”
The last sentence came out with resignation. Orlando saw Viggo’s eyes water and soon wet tears touched his hands. “I’m sorry I didn’t have happy news. And I’m sorry you heard it now. And I’m sorry I didn’t hold it in longer. I’m sorry for being unable to think twice before opening my mouth in the wrong place. I want you to be happy today, not cry because of me. Go to Karl, open my gift with him, and have your happy ending. I’ll go get a bite to eat and then leave. I know it isn’t polite but I’m feeling really bad. I hope you will understand. I am happy for you both and wish all the best.”
Wiping away the continuously falling tears from Viggo’s face, Orlando stood up. He saw Karl looking at them standing in the dance floor. “Go to your better half, Vig. He’s waiting for you.” Orlando nudged Viggo towards the dance floor and went to get a bite to eat.
After eating fish and canapés, Orlando finally called a cab. He then spotted Sean talking to Karl. He took a deep breath and called Sean’s name.
“Whoa, Orli. You look like a ghost.”
“Thanks a bunch, Beanie. I came to say I’m leaving now. And Karl...” Orlando began turning towards Karl while he spoke. “...Thanks for inviting me although I was an unwanted guest here. It was Viggo who asked me to attend and I couldn’t refuse. Just...if something does happen, would you remember me as I was back in the old days? Would that be too much to ask? On the other hand, I don’t want to know. Tell Vig I truly am happy for you both.”
Orlando started to retreat towards the doors.
“Aren’t you going to say goodbye to Viggo?” Karl demanded, maybe a little too harshly.
“That would hurt too much. Besides he doesn’t need me ruining his special day. I’ve already made him cry. Believe me I don’t want to see him like that and, neither do you. If I know him at all he’ll understand.” Orlando swallowed and with a final look back took the hold of the door knob and walked away. The soft click of the door falling shut was louder than ever before.
“You really are an arsehole.” Sean said before walking away from Karl.
“What the fuck did I do?” Karl demanded but Sean refused to answer.
“Answer me!”
Sean spun around and pushed Karl against the wall. “You are one of the most selfish, most heartless people I know. I’m starting to feel you wooed Viggo in your jealous rage, in this sick plan of yours, to hurt Orlando. You never really liked Orlando. He represents everything you’re not. You found a way to get to his very core and twist the blade you singlehandedly stabbed him with. You are using his weak state. And it makes you angry because he still remains warm-hearted. That’s the genuine Orlando. You’ll never break him. And in the end, all of the things you’ve done will fall onto your own shoulders. Orlando will be the phoenix rising from the ashes stronger and better he’s ever been. I’m going to make sure you are present when that happens. And if something happens to either Orlando, or Viggo for that matter, you’ll be answering to me. Understood?” Sean hissed. “Now, leave me alone.” With that Beanie let go of Karl and walked away.
Karl was cursing. Sean had seen through him. He decided that soon he’d research leukemia and find a way to make Sean, and maybe Viggo’s life as well, miserable. He had heard that patients undergoing bone marrow transplant were fragile and a simple bug could kill them. Karl needed to be sure and if he could get a common cold from someone, all the better.
TBC...
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