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Life or Something like It	By : Jack4Turner Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > General > Lord of the Ring Stars Views: 2761 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Life or Something like It

Author: Jack4Turner

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Orlando/Viggo, O/J

Archive: Please ask me first.

Disclaimer: Can�t say that I have ever met any of the actors that are written into the story. So I definitely don�t own them�. would be nice though�well anyways�I mean no harm I�m just borrowing their names and lives for a simple work of fiction�no harm intended.

Warnings: VERY DARK! Deals with the problem of teens cutting themselves. Also the idea of M/M relationships between actors, so if this is not your cup of tea don�t bother reading it. I really don�t want to listen to you flaming me.

Spoilers: HMMM not really maybe some small ones for Lord of the Rings and Pirates, but not really

Reviews: Yes please let me know what I�m doing right and wrong

Summary: Orlando�s happy life has shattered, Viggo has left him�life just isn�t worth living anymore�that is until he meets someone that changes his life all together and allows happy times to visit once again.

Chapter 1 Pain

With tears streaming down his cheeks, Orlando Bloom stood staring out into the night at his front door. Rings had ended earlier that week, and now it appeared that his relationship with Viggo had also ended. The two had gotten really close over the past year while filming Lord of the Rings closer than friends, they had become lovers, it had been one of the first tender caring relationships that Orlando had ever known. He wasn�t even as close with his family, as he had been with Viggo, and for what? Viggo had left him.

************Earlier that evening**********

Orlando was in the kitchen making him self a cup of tea; boxes cluttered the floor as he was in the mist of moving out of the town house that he had been living in for the better part of a year, while he had been in New Zealand on the set of the Lord of the Rings trilogy. The movie had been over for some time now and as much as it hurt to leave the place that he had called home for so long�. it was time to head back to Canterbury, and visit home for a few months before shipping off to the Caribbean where he would then be acting in the upcoming Disney movie, Pirates Of The Caribbean.

Hearing a knock at the door, Orlando smiled to himself, it was most likely one of the hobbits trying to get him to go out with them for one more big night out on the town before his last be night on the town that was scheduled for Friday. Since Saturday was when most of the crewmembers would be flying home. Either that or it could be his lover Viggo coming over for a quiet night before a romp in bed.

Opening the door, Orlando was very pleased to see Viggo and not one of the hobbits. He wasn�t really in the mood for a night of drinking and partying, much preferring a quiet night in the arms of the man that he loved. Smiling to the man in front of him, Orli moved in for a hug and a quick kiss. Strong arms caught him and held him back.

�No Orlando, Don�t!�

Viggo stepped past him into the house, leaving a bewildered Orlando on the front porch.

�Orlando we need to talk.�

Orlando cringed�. what had he done wrong? Why wasn�t Viggo calling him by his pet name Orli anymore? Why had Viggo stopped him, not allowing him a hug or a kiss?

�What do we need to talk about?� Orli asked his a hushed tone, not really wanting to know the answer.

�It�s been fun�but lets face it�we can�t continue seeing each other! It will never work. I�ll be LA you�ll be in Canterbury. There isn�t anything that we can do to change that. I can�t leave my life in L.A. hell I can�t leave my son. And you can�t leave your home to be with me either we don�t live in that kind of world. Hell if one of us were a woman it would be different, but you and I both know that the world will never understand! Your carrier would be ruined Orlando, and I can�t let that happen to you!�

�I DON�T CARE ABOUT THAT!!!! VIGGO I CARE ABOUT YOU!!!!!�

Orlando screamed interrupting the older actor tears already threatening to spill down his cheeks.

�ORLANDO THINK! This was a dream�nothing more! It can�t go on any longer. I�m sorry Orlando, but I�ve met somebody�a woman. It�s over.�

Viggo stood, heading for the door. In his heart he knew that he had done the right thing, but he doubted that Orlando would ever understand�he was to young.

Orlando stood to follow Viggo; he had to stop the older man�he just had to. Tears now flowed freely down Orlando�s cheeks. His heart having been shattered in his chest caused his whole body to shake in pain. The one man that he had loved with his whole life had left him.

By the time he got to the door, Viggo�s car was gone�he was too late� Staring out into the night Orlando prayed to see headlight coming down the road�he prayed for Viggo to realize his mistake�to return and beg to be forgiven, to hug him and kiss him telling him that he was sorry and that he would never leave again�. but it was not so. No headlights, turned back down the road and Orlando stood rooted in spot for what seemed like hours.

*************Present time****************

The whistling of steam from his teapot brought him back to life, and he turned slowly with the weight of the world on his shoulders, back into the house to go turn the stove off. Not really watching what he was doing Orlando managed to miss the handle and rub his hand up against the side of the boiling pot. Hissing in pain, Orlando drew his hand back and sucked on the burned spot of the side of his hand. Suddenly anger flared inside, and he scooped up the teapot in his hand, this time by the handle and hurled it at the far wall, shattering it into a million pieces. Looking around the room, he looked for something else to throw�grabbing a framed picture of him and Viggo�Orlando threw it with all the force that he could muster at the window, which shattered at the impact. And pretty soon, he was throwing a childish tantrum the room had no chance. The tantrum lasted for several minutes till he was out of stuff to throw�collapsing on the ground; Orli curled into the fetal position crying his heart out.

Waking several hours later, Orlando finds that heis in fact feeling a little bit better, but with one look around the room, his body once again starts to shake as he feels the pain and anger from Viggo�s breaking up with him hours before. Tears rise once again to his eyes spilling over down his cheeks. Pushing himself to his knees, Orlando crawled from the kitchen trying to escape the pain that is left inside from his tantrum. Broken glass litters the floor, and several pieces manage to get imbedded deep into his skin as he crawls over them. Yet he doesn�t feel the pain, he is numb.

Finding refuge in the darkest corner of his living room hidden behind several boxes, Orlando allows himself to cry. Sobs wrack his body from the pain Viggo has left him with. Grabbing one of the larger pieces of glass out of his palm, Orli brings it to the under side of his upper arm and with one swift stroke, he cut himself open. He is surprised to find that the pain is numbing and feels good making one more small slice, Orlando watches in fascination as blood pools and runs down his arms. Getting discussed, Orli throws the shard of glass away before standing and running upstairs to dive into bed.

The shrill sound of the ringing of the phone awakens Orlando the next morning, groaning to himself he reaches over to the bedside table to grab the phone. Totally unaware of the hundreds of cuts deeply imbedded with glass that littered his palm. Grabbing the phone sent agony up through his arm, as the wounds made them selves known, Orli barley manages to keep the phone in his hand, while bringing it up to his ear.

�Hello?� He questions in a voice chocked with pain.

�Honey is that you? Is there something wrong?� His mother�s voice sounds from the other end.
Swallowing down his pain, Orlando tries to remain calm�at least time he can manage to get his mother off the phone.

�Mom I�m fine��

�You don�t sound fine Orli�Did something happen?�

Thinking really hard to come up with something�Orli remembers the burn.

�No�well yes� well not really� I kind of burned my hand last night and I guess it still hurts�. no big deal.�

�Are you sure that is all honey? You sound a little down in the dumps.�

�Yes mom, I�m fine�just a little sad to be leaving here that�s all.�

�Well if your sure, that is all��

His mother didn�t sound convinced. He knew she knew something was up�but she never knew about his and Viggo�s relationship so he wasn�t about to tell her about that.

�That�s all mom�I think I�m going to be flying in a couple of days earlier than planned are you going to be able to come pick me up?�

�Why sweetie? Is everything okay?�

�Yes mom everything is fine like a told you�it�s just that some of the guys that I was planning on hanging around to visit with for a couple more days decided to go home early so there really isn�t anything keeping me here anymore.�

�Okay sweetie, just give us a call either Sam or I will come and get you. By the way your agent called�she wants to talk to you about your up coming movie.�

�Okay thanks mom�I�ll give you a call in the next couple of days�thanks�Bye!�

�Love you Orli. Good bye!�

�Love you too.�

Hanging up the phone Orlando winced as his abused wrist graced the bedside table. Pulling his right arm into his body he cradled the injured hand next to his body for a minute while trying to take calming breaths. Feeling a sting up near his should on the inner side of his left arm, Orli looked down, he was surprised to find two neat cuts both about an inch long�how in the world?� Memories of the night before came crashing back to him�he remembered the tantrum�the broken glass�. and the carving he had done to himself. Swallowing the lump that came and formed in his throat was not an easy task but he knew that he couldn�t go on wallowing in his self pity and that if he didn�t clean up, as he didn�t want anyone to know what had happened last night�he had to hide it. The cuts could become infected then there would be no way to hide the damage that he had inflicted upon himself. He nd tod to clean them; he also needed to clean up down stairs, in case one of the hobbits were to stop by.

Going into the bathroom, Orlando grabbed a pair of tweezers and started the painful task of cleaning the glass out of all the cuts on his hands. When that was finished, he hopped into the shower to wash off all the dried blood. Towel drying his hair, he found some salve and put it on his burn and the cuts before dressing. Careful to put shoes on since the house was undoubtedly covered in shards of broken glass.

It took Orlando close to an hour to clean the house and kitchen up�he didn�t remember making such a mess! He had even managed to break a window� taping a piece of cardboard over the broken pain of glass, Orli tried to remember how it had happened. Images of throwing a picture out the window came back to him. Swallowing the tears that rose to his eyes at the thought of what it was a picture of, Orlando went outside in sure of the picture it would do him no good to have a neighbor or one of the fellowship to find the picture of he and Viggo broken and out on the lawn.

Sighing in relief, that the mess was finally cleaned up�Orlando went about the house grabbing all the pictures of Viggo that he could find and ripping them into shreds before throwing them into the fire place�to burn later that night after he had finished packing all the rest of his breakable items away in their boxes to be safe. He decided that he would ship them home tomorrow and fly home the day after that, which would be Friday but he just wasn�t in the mood to party, as there was nothing to party about his friends would just have to understand.
It took the better part of the day to finish packing, but he somehow managed to finish. By the time he was finished, his hands were bleeding again from where he had managed to cut them the night before. Hissing in pain, Orlando went to the kitchen to grab a towel and fill it with ice to hang onto for a little while to calm the burn. Just as he was entering the living room, there was a knock on the door. His blood immediately turned to ice�and he began to shake as memories of the night before came crashing back around him�the pain that answering the door had brought him. He stood rooted in place willing who ever it was to go away.

�Orlando we know your home�your car is in the driveway and we see that there are light on�come on Orli open the door!�

It was Elijah, Dom, and Billy. Orlando briefly wondered if they would just go home after a while if he didn�t answer. But before to long Elijah, jiggled the door and turned the knob, which opened easily. Had he forgotten to lock the door the night before??? And the window was broken as well??? He could have been robbed blind. Orlando managed to duck into the next room before the hobbits see him much to his relief�.

�I�ll be right out guys�have a seat if you can find one!� Orlando called out to his friends all the while cursing them in his head. He really wasn�t in the mood for visitors.

He washed his hands of the blood that continued to trickle out of his cuts, cursing that the bleeding wouldn�t stop. Grabbing another towel and some medical tape, Orli wrapped one ice wrapped towel and wrapped it around his right hand taping it in place. Than grabbed the other towel and wrapped it around his left hand also taping it in place. Swallowing hard, at the questions that he knew were about to be fired in his direction, Orlando headed toward the living room.

Elijah looked up and gasped as Orlando entered the room his friend was a mess. His normal sparkling eyes where dull, heavy bags rested underneath them. Noticing the towels dotted in blood wrapped around Orli�s hands, Elijah jumped to his feet.

�Orli what happened?� he questioned catching one of Orlando�s wrists in his hands and examining it the best that he could with the towel wrapped around it.

Orlando pulled his hand away and hugged it to his body as if burned.

�Nothing�not a big deal just clumsy I guess.�

Orlando tried to turn away but found himself surrounded.

�Orli that doesn�t look like nothing�and you look like hell�tell us what happened!� Dom demanded

Tears rose up to his eyes once again, and he collapsed to the ground�sobs wracking his body�

�Viggo came over here last night�and�broke�up�with�me! He said that�he�had�met SOMEONE!�

�Viggo did this???� Billy questioned not really understanding.

�No after he left�well I�I was making tea�and I wasn�t paying attention�I burned myself�dropped the teapot�shattered it everywhere�I don�t really remember I guess I cut myself picking up the pieces��

�Oh Orli�We�re sorry.� Dom and Elijah said wrapping their arms around him. Billy knelt down and patted Orlando�s knee.

Finally getting the tears under control, Orli admitted to throwing the picture threw the window.
Standing Elijah pulled Orlando up with him,

�Come on Orli, your exhausted lets get those cuts cleaned up a little more�we�ll see if we need to take you to a hospital to get them stitched up�and if not we�ll get you to bed.�

Orlando allowed himself to be lead to the bedroom like a child; he sank down on the bed�and watched as the hobbits unwrapped his hands. Listened as they gasped at the mess that where his hands, he continued to watch as the three friends cleaned his hands doing a much better job then he himself had managed to do that morning.

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He woke hours later it was now dark outside. His door closed all but a crack allowing light from the hall to spread across his room. A blanket had been draped over his body, pushing the blanket aside he was relieved to see that he still wore the same shirt that he had on earlier that day�the last thing he needed was for his friends to find the cut marks�they wouldn�t understand. He could hear talking downstairs, recognizing the voices of the hobbits; Elijah, Dom, Billy and now Sean Austin was there as well. He also recognized Ian, and Beanie. The whole gang�minus the asshole� Taking a deep breath meant to calm his nerves, Orlando noticed for the first time the smell of food. A rumbling in his stomach reminded him that he had had no food since the night before.

Just as he was about to climb out of bed, the door opened�

�Just where do you think you are going young one?�

It was Ian, switching on the light; the older man carried a tray into the room setting it on the desk. Looking over at Orlando, he spoke in his best Gandalf voice,

�Feeling better young one?�

Orlando nodded�eyeing the plate of food that sat across the room.

�Just hungry��

Ian smiled down at the boy;

�Of course�

Reaching out he grabbed the tray and brought it to Orlando�

�Careful don�t spill.�

Orlando looked up at the older man and smiled�

�Looks to good to waste.�

The plate held a large piece of Barbequed chicken, smothered in BBQ sauce a small salad and a pile of pasta salad with a slice of sourdough bread.

Ian sat and watched as Orlando ate his supper. When he was all finished and the plate was practically licked clean, Ian took the plate back over to the desk, then opening the near by suit case he selected a pair of pajamas out and handed them to Orlando,

�You get changed�I�ll be right back with your dessert and some new bandages, then it�s off to bed with you.�

Orlando nd and and watched him go�once the older man was out of the room he stood up and began to change. Climbing under the sheets this time, Orlando snuggled into the blankets. Ian was back a little while later�with a bowl of mint chocolate chip ice cream. Handing the bowl to Orlando who sat up and took it with a happy grin. Allowing Orlando to eat his ice cream, Ian at the same time managed to change his bandages. When all done, he tucked the blanket around the younger man,

�Get some sleep Orlando�don�t you dare get out of that bed�if you need something just call one of us will come and help you��

�Ian�if you don�t mind me asking�why are you guys all here it�s not like I�m paralyzed and can�t do anything for myself?�

�We all know what it�s like to go threw a breakup�and from the looks of things yours was pretty bad�so just let us help you for a little while�rest while you can my young friend. Things always look brighter after a good nights rest.�

Heading to the door, Ian turned off the light and closed it all but a crack, as he walked down the hall he called back over his shoulder.

�Sleep well!�

With that he was gone�and the house seemed to be quiet�the only sound was the TV downstairs on low. Orlando listened to the quietness of the house for a little while, he almost wished that he could still hear the voices of his friends talking downstairs�the silence of the house was eerie almost� climbing out of bed�Orlando tip toed to the bath room closed and locked the door. Reaching under the toilet he grabbed a small tin container that he had hidden under there earlier in the day while cleaning up the house. Rolling up his sleeve, he reached inside�a shard of glass met his finger tips�taking the glass he raised it to his inner arm and sliced the skin�his mind went numb and the pain of past events vanished.

>>>>TBC

A.N. Sorry Viggo fans�I know he was a bit of an ass in this chapter�He might get to redeem himself in later chapters so don�t worry. Orlando fans�. well he is just going through a really hard time right now�don�t worry with your reviews it will get better for him I promise�make sure and review or the Orli angst might last longer than I originally planed.
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