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Flying With Eagles	By : Zar Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 10191 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Flying with Eagles
Author: Zar
Email: squishypiglet@hotmail.co.uk
LJ: http://www.livejournal.com/users/squishypiglet/
Warnings: This is slash. Don't like it? Don't read it!
Pairings: Viggorli with special guest Eric Bana.
Disclaimer: This is not true, despite all my wishes.
Summary: The Not-so-Perfect Cookie-Cutter Pretty Boy

Chapter 19

I am too focused on the gentle breathing of my god to notice that he’s actually begun speaking softly.

“ – can’t tell you everything…but I’ll tell you what I can.”

That’s good enough for now, so I nod and kiss his curls.

A deep breath, and I am about to discover the puzzle that is my vision of perfection.

“I…I learnt from an early age that looks were important. Looks dictated how others treated you, and how you were seen. At the time, I hadn’t realised what I was doing, but I knew that if I stuck out my bottom lip, teachers let me get away with late homework, my sister would always let me have the last cookie…”

Orlando would have made a gorgeous, angelic child…no wonder his classmates, teachers and family were so enamoured. If he had the dark long dark curls and deep brown eyes…I might have been tempted to give paedophilia a chance. Thank the gods I don’t have to make that decision now, with a vibrant albeit slightly upset young man in my arms.

“I had my friends…I did well in tests…looking back now, it was the perfect childhood. Though it all fell apart at high school…”

Deep breaths and the stroking of my hand along his arm seem to help my god gather strength to carry on talking. It’s painful to see the smile fade and be replaced with disgust.

“When I was about twelve or thirteen, I was…” another deep breath and a pause for him to gather his thoughts before I strain to heart a low murmured, “…led astray.”

That could mean anything. Skiving school? Doing drugs? Hanging with the wrong crowd? Cheating on exams? What? I cannot imagine my beautiful Orlando doing any of these things.

“What did you do, muffin? What happened?”

“I became friends with the older boys. They were about seventeen, eighteen and could drink and smoke. Most of the kids at school avoided them, but me…I wanted to be like them. They were different, knowledgeable and cool. I wanted to join them. I was sick of being the pretty boy…the little model student with the perfect cheekbones and dimpled smile. So tired of being the perfect cookie-cutter pretty boy.

“There must have been something they liked about me, or e the they were simply bored and wanted to have a bit of fun with a pretty little thirteen year old kid. Whatever it was, they let me ‘hang out’ with them…and I started to act and think like them.”

Oh no…this isn’t how it’s supposed to be. However did he end up becoming this amazing innocent young man? I take his hand, the one that is tapping insistently at the teddy bear on the mug, and gently kiss his fingers. I can almost smell the rancid stale scent of cigarettes on his fingers, seeing it through his eyes. My poor fallen angel.

“What happened?”

“I was fourteen when I had sex for the first time and it was the single most degrading, embarrassing, shaming event of my life to this day…”

The tears are sliding down his flushed cheeks, and I can only stare mesmerised at the heartbroken expression on his face. I catch a glimpse of it before he has hid his face against me.

“I can’t. Not anymore. Don’t make me tell you anymore, Viggo…I can’t, I can’t…”

Torn. I am torn between comforting him and assuring him we’ll never tell of it again. But I need to know. I can’t let this just pass us by. Where there ever be another time when we are together and we can carry on with this conversation? Unlikely. I can’t let this chance slip by…I am sorry, my heart.

“Orlando…I am sorry…but we have to…”

That is all I need to say to bring on a fresh wave of sobs, and although I cradle him to me, offering all the silent comfort he needs, I stand firm in my belief. I wish we could just forget this talk…oh, my prince is managing to pull himself together. Hopefully, we’ll get this over with as quickly as possible.

“They…they made me have s-sex…”

I am speechless for a moment and then the anger hits me.

“They did WHAT?”

There is a shudder from Orlando before a very quiet whimpered, “pl-please don’t hurt me…I didn’t want to…”

This proves it - you really can’t teach an old dog new tricks. It’s true. I still haven’t drilled it in my thick skull not to shout near my prince, whether at him or otherwise. This is getting nowhere; he’s all worried again and afraid of me. We’re back where we started.

Perhaps I was pushing too much. But…I am just too eager to find out if only tofortfort, but I wish to understand and possibly even help him. My Orlando…

“Muffin…don’t be scared of me. I am trying to understand. Please, let me in…I want to help…”

“I don’t want you to help! I don’t need you to save me…that’s not why I am telling you this…”

To tell the truth, I am slightly confused now.

“Then why are you telling me all this? Even though it’s obviously tearing you apart…”

“I…I don’t want you to go. Though I know you’ll leave me after hearing what a mess I am…I want to share it with you. All of it. ”

This is sweeter than the hot chocolate. This is an even sweeter than the confession in the park where he admitted his feelings for me.

He’s starting to let me in. Ladies and gentlemen, I think we’re finally back on track.

TBC...
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