Paradise
This is the first time I have EVER posted anything I have written. I am so scared right now it's not funny but I figured what the hell, worst thing that could happen is that no one reads this and the second worst is people tell me it sucks. I hope you enjoy the beginning and depending on reactions I may or may not post more. The whole story is written and has been written for well over 2 years.
Paradise
Summary: She was trying to run from her past without much luck when the two of them were thrown together. Doesn't really have a happy ending.
Characters: Most of the LOTR actors as well as a few other
Pairings: Orlando/ OFC
Every year for the past six years she has come here to this Island.
The first two years where with her best friend, to meet the rest of her family and to be free.
The third year was with her boyfriend, who turned into her fiancee on her fifth trip.
The sixth year , well the sixth year she came here for what would have been her honeymoon. You see her fiancée was killed in a car crash.
So every year in January she come here and spend two weeks, the same days the same place, here in Puerto Rico.
So as she sits here on the plane she thinks back on her previous six visits and wonders why she feels more excited about this trip than she has in the past two years, and realizes it’s because this actually feels like a vacation and not a mourning trip.
She wasn’t mourning HIM anymore , Philip, yes she still loved him with all her heart but she was starting to put her life back together, or at least she was trying to .
She even tried to date but none of those men measured up, and none ever would, or so she thought.
She always seems to compare them to HIM.
She wait for everyone else to exit before she grabbed her bags from the over head bin and left the plane.
Some people would consider the heat like this at 8:30 in the morning uncomfortable, being 85 degrees, but to her it always felt like a hug, the warm safe protective feeling you get when someone you love hugs you tight and does for a long period of time.
She made her way to baggage claim just as her suitcase came up on the conveyor belt, grabbing it she headed to catch the shuttle to pick up her rental car.
She drove away from the airport and before she headed across the island she makes a stop, its always been the first stop she makes since she first started coming here.
As usual she is sitting on the porch waiting , she says “ Abuela , oh how I’ve missed you and the island” as she hugs her fragile frame.
She loves this woman as if she were her own grandmother.
Not just because she was her best friends grandmother, but because she would have been hers too, if she would have been able to marry her grandson.
She sits and tells her about everything that is going on back home with the family and gives her all the letters and presents they sent her.
She tries to cook lunch for her but she refuses telling her it is time to go.
She just smiles at her saying “I knew you would say that.” as she hands her a bag from La Ceiba which holds her favorite lunch, a Cubano sandwich.
She laughs and tells her she would be back to visit again before she leaves.

anxious