saitaina | Drabble: Bearded Ladies

Originally published at Memoirs of a Nobody. You can comment here or there.

TITLE: Bearded Ladies
AUTHOR: Saitaina
PAIRING: Viggo Mortensen/Orlando Bloom
RATING: G
SUMMARY: Viggo wonders if he made the right choice.
FEEDBACK: Yes please, but do try to be kind.
WARNINGS:
DISCLAIMER: This story is solely a product of my *twisted* imagination
ARCHIVE: Help yourself, just drop me a line so I can brag to my
friends
AUTHOR’S NOTES: Damn Bosworth
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We agreed it was for the best. A way to shield ourselves from a world that wasn’t ready for what we had to offer them. Everyone, from my ex-wife to the hobbits agreed it was the right course.

We agreed it was for the best, and I still stand-by that, really I do. But as time passes on, and I stand here, it’s getting harder and harder to remember why it was the best path.

I see the pictures, everyone does. The small, candid shots that leave gossip tongues panting. I also see the close-ups. Crowded parties, close conversations, set visits and off handed comments.

Everyone sees the pictures, but only I see the smiles, the looks. Only I can see what’s in his eyes as he kisses her hand. But I’m not sure..am I seeing the truth?

I watch them constantly. I stare at the pictures, I study his every expression as he laughs and flirts. It’s a hobby now, watching him, examining him. Trying to find the truth in his face, because sometimes, the lies are too good. I have to wonder, if he and I are truly immune to them.

We agreed it was for the best, but sometimes, I wish there wasn’t a need for bearded ladies. Because then it wouldn’t’ feel like my heart was breaking every time I look at them.