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I WILL ~ Elijah himself
Dedicated to VadasNightmaere for being such a good friend and a such a good english speaker (lol). Also to Drogo from this board, who is also my best mate at the office and so cute he deserved a role in here. And of course, to Elijah himself, who deserved more than anyone in this world a story for himself, and not just because he is hot.
WARMING: Bad words counted by tons. Everybody here speaks REALLY bad. Even me. For if anyone asked for… without the bad words, the story shouldn’t have sense at all. So that’s why the bad words are FULLY WRITTEN. The story is told in some kind of Elijah’s point of view. Quotes marked between //----// are Elijah’s thoughts in the middle of the narrator speech (which actually can make be a little mess for reading, but try it). Ah! And before I forget… this is NOT a love story.
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“Ok. On air at five, four, three…” The guy with the earphones showed them two fingers, then one, and at the end, pointed at them, indicating they were on air. The people in the crowd began clapping for a short time exactly when the entertainer began to do it, and stopping exactly when she said to.
The presenter raised his hand to the microphone and started speaking with his sweetest and biggest smile, arching his body a bit to his left so that his figure would be properly seen. His tone was cheery (he really was making a terrible effort to make it more deep and hot, though) and a bit loud to his guests.
“Welcome again to ‘I will’, the most popular contest on World Wide Television.” He started saying. “As you know, our channel is on the unique cable television that is actually broadcasting almost in half the world. The whole of the States, Canada, Europe, Australia, New Zeland, China, Japan and some countries in Africa are emitting this contest actually. So we really enjoy to welcome our last fellow country, the first of South America: Mexico!. Hola, amigos mexicanos!” he tried his school learnt Spanish with a terribly bad Mexican accent imitation. The crowd started clapping and cheering again, while the presenter’s smile got bigger (as if it would be possible).
Elijah tried sitting a bit more comfortably on the high chair at the end of the semi-circle at the back of the set, he had been asked to sit down on. His hands were sweating because of the contact of his own hand microphone. The spotlights were too near to the guests, thank God actually off to make them unseen, but he noticed that one of them was pointing directly at his face. He knew why it was that way, and why the program director had chosen a black shirt for him (and not the white one he was wearing). Because when the spotlight would become brighter, they wanted the whole world to see his eyes properly. Free merchandise for the show. It sucked. He sighed quietly so that the little micro he had on his shirt was not able to hear him. The entertainer stopped the public cheers and claps, so that the presenter could continue his speech. Edited by: Saura at: 3/14/03 6:52:18 pm
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(3/14/03 6:52 pm) Reply
Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
“So, now our newest friends have been welcomed, it’s time to know who are our beautiful guests are for today” The public started clapping again. //By the end of the show they will have really damaged their hands// Elijah thought to himself.
The other four guests were introduced one by one, waiting for the clapping and cheering of the public to stop before introducing the next. When the presenter announced their names, the brightness of the spotlight flashed them and made them all blink in surprise and hurt. He was the last, of course, for the program high audience proposals. So while the others were being introduced and chatted a bit //Really little bit// with the fucking presenter, Elijah prepared himself for the hitting flash of the spotlight. //Beautiful blue eyes are good for everything but for bright light flashes// he thought angrily. To get calm his nerves, he reviewed his own speech to Dom when he told him why he was going to attend the ‘I will’ contest. The program always called public personalities, famous people of all kinds to make some dares of different kinds for money. The money they earn goes directly to the charity organization the celebrity chooses. He wanted his money to go to the Fight Against Cancer Organization (ok, probably because he should need them to find a cure for his lungs sooner or later if he continue smoking as much). He tried to understand why he was this irritated. It was still morning time //damn early still//, and while having a quick breakfast he had also quarreled with his mother for attending the stupid program, while Dom and Hannah laughed at him for being so silly to really believe someone should thank him for doing stupid things for charity money.
And the presenter… oh, God!. Getting on his nerves the whole fucking time before the show started. His way of speaking. The way he looked at him when he said, ‘you don’t know what are you going to be asked to do…’ with that fucking smile that really pissed you off and that meant ‘we are going to be bad-boys’. The way he moves his hands… //who the hell had told him he could touch me every time he speaks!//. Calm down, Elijah, breathe…
“And our last contester today is none other then the Middle Earth hero, The One Ring bearer, The Hobbit by excellence, the young, the handsome …” long tense stop of his speech //Oh, com’on… the whole fucking audience knows my name// “…Elijah Wood!” screamed the presenter with a cheering teen tone. And then FLASH!.
Elijah felt like the whole damn light of Middle Earth punched his eyes when the spotlight focused him with its total light. He tried not to blink, and show his best teeth showing smile. He raised his micro and said ‘hello’ in a sweet tone. The public on the stage was full of teenagers cheering his name and screaming madly. It took more than two minutes for him to say something that could be properly heard. But, of course, the presenter didn’t let him speak more than two words //Thank You, two-damn words//.
“Thanks to all our contesters for coming today.” He turned to the camera in the middle of the set. Elijah now saw the presenters fully made up face on a monitor in front of him, smiling like his life went on it. Each minute the presenter’s voice went on, he was feeling more and more irritated. “None of them yet knew WHAT they going to be asked to do for the money to go to the Charity Event they want to”. Again that motherfucking look of ‘bad-boy’ on his face. “The rules of the contest are clear and simple: if our guests don’t do what they are asked, no money should be given to the Charity… And their reputation of brave guys should be lost forever! (try of a hot and confidential winked to the camera) So now…” And the contest started with the first of the guests.
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(3/14/03 6:53 pm) Reply
Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
While the rest of his //fellow stupid-famous-doing-stupid-things// mates, were doing the dares that had been asked to //silly dares for little children//, the whole morning went by and Elijah’s angriness had turned into a complete pissed off mind state //Added to my terrible headache, increased by this bastard presenter’s voice//. Each time the presenter’s eyes met his, his smile turned into intent of devilish smile. Once, Elijah had looked back at him trying to show how much he was pissing him off. But it didn’t work. It was nearly two in the afternoon when he knew he was about to be called for doing his dare. He started to feel nervous. The others dares had been really easy //though it took ages for the guests to do them//, and somehow his stomach turned down.
“So… Elijah” said the presenter facing him.
“Yeah?” he answered just in time. //Nobody has seen my grimace…//
“Are you hungry?” he asked him again with a devilish look on his face.
“Actually a bit, yes” //It’s half past two in the evening, you cunt… of course I’m fucking hungry// he added angrily to himself.
“Ok” he said, and then turned to the middle camera. “Must we let our Middle Earth Hero to have lunch before he do his prove?” he asked the crowd on the set with a devilish tone and face alike. And to Elijah’s disgust, almost the whole bastards answered ‘no’. “I’m soooo sorry, Elijah…” he said looking dorkly at him, then turned again to the camera. “So, would you like to know what Mr. Wood is going to do today for the total amount of $60.000 for the Fight Against Cancer Organization?” he stopped his speech to let the crowd guess. //Not having lunch to start//, Elijah thought instantly. Screams and claps, and petitions of all kinds. “Do you know, Lij?” he turned to him.
“No” he answered with a sad smile. //Com’on, Elijah, you are a great actor, you can stand this bastard to speak to you like a friend, you can stand it! For $60.000 for charity you CAN stand it!// he encouraged himself.
“Want to guess?” he flirted. Elijah shrugged now without wanting to stop his grimace. He was hungry. He was tired. His back was hurting him for so long hours sitting in the same position //fucking uncomfortable high chairs//. He hated the presenter. And what he hated most: that when he returned home he should hear his mom, Hannah and Dom, laughing at him for being such and idiot.
“If you are going to ask me to show my tattoo on telly, it’s too late. Thats done actually.” He said. //Right, Elijah!. Well done. Show all your teeth!// he laughed to himself.
“Oh, no, boy… we are not going to ask you such an easy thing...” Devilish smile again. //Me ‘boy’… You Bastard!//
“What then?” he asked scared. Didn’t know why Dom’s voice started speaking and laughing in his mind. He was saying //AGAIN// he was going to be asked for a striptease. //NO-WAY!. Nor even for a million dollars!// he thought firmly.
“You are thinking we are going to ask you to keep off your clothes, aren’t you?” the presenter smile got bigger and more devilish. Elijah’s whole body was shivering scared (more because the presenter had discovered his thoughts than any other thing). //How the fuck…// he thought.
“I hope not” he answered smiling. “Because I’m NOT going to do it!” he almost screamed, managing to project his voice over the crowd screams, begging for him to do it.
“No, no, Mr. Wood… calm down” said the presenter in a commanding tone. “It’s children’s-time still…” He said winking to the camera. The upset of the girls in the public turned into a unique voice of pity that stopped the show for a second. “What we are going to ask you is much simpler than that.” He turned again to the middle camera and to the public. “Elijah Wood is well known for his role as Frodo Baggins in the trilogy Lord of the Rings. We have met an adult actor when we only remembered a sweet child that swam with dolphins” //Actually Flipper was NOT my last movie before LOTR, did you know fucker?// Elijah turned his mouth into a grimace again. “But now we are getting used to seeing his adult face… and his eyes… (Commanding tone, another wink to the camera) in almost all the social events in Hollywood, we must also get used to… how would you put it?… his special way of talking, his colorful language that he is always using, even to cameras, since his return from New Zealand… No matter what time it is…” Elijah felt amazing. //What the fuck does it this about?//. “So, Mr. Elijah Jordan Wood” the presenter turned to face him and put on a formal voice, pointing at him with his finger. The dare now. “For $60.000 to The Fight Against Cancer Organization, we want you to STOP speaking badly… to STOP swearing from now until midnight.” Elijah laughed out loud and nearly felt to the floor unable to hide his surprise.
“WHAT??? … Unbelievable!!”. Elijah managed to say in a kidding tone, still trying to recover his breath from laughing. //This is the most fucking stupidity in my life! I can not eat because I swear? Oh com’on!//
“Of course we are not going to leave you here, sitting in that uncomfortable chair during these long hours and without having eat a thing from breakfast!. Just when you agree to the dare you are free to go wherever you want, and go about your normal life. BUT” the presenter had gotten close to him and now was looking directly into his eyes, with some kind of accusation in his look //Of course, the motherfucking BUT…Oops. That was swearing, wasn’t it?// he thought. The presenter continued talking “How can we be sure that you are not swearing?. Send a camera to follow you everywhere is not good, is it?”
“No, it’s not” Elijah said immediately, trying to sound as calm and joyful as possible. //And I’m not going to accept it…//.
“No, we are not going to send a cameraman the whole evening behind your feet. Susan, please!” the presenter called the assistant, who was wearing some kind of micro with one earphone, almost the same as those that the singers wear in their concerts. “If you accept to do the dare, you must wear this micro thanks to which middle of the planet could hear what you say, and be sure that you are using a clean language on World Wide Radio Station… (commanding smile, wink again). And to make it more funny, you wouldn’t be allowed to tell anyone what’s the dare is about!. So, Mr. Wood… (tense pause)… Will you do it?” Elijah upped his hand microphone, about to answer a furious ‘NEVER’, but the presenter interrupted him, turning again to the camera. “DO NOT SAY IT NOW!” he screamed. “First, we are going to see some commercials. See you all in a few seconds, just to know, if Elijah Wood is brave enough!”.
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(3/14/03 6:54 pm) Reply
Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
The music of the program was loud enough to cover the public angry dismiss. And a swear word from Elijah’s mouth. He got up from the chair, and went directly to the presenter not caring that all the public would show how furious he was.
“What the fuck does this mean?!” he said screaming.
“If you start swearing now, it would be more difficult for you to do your dare” was the simple answer of the presenter. He sat on his make-up up chair and got ready for another session of making up.
“Of all the stupid things you can ask me for, I can’t imagine just one more STUPID than a clean-language day!” added Elijah red faced.
“The fact is that actually is not a day, but just ten miserable hours… But we still can go back, and ask you for a striptease, if you prefer…” said the presenter looking just turning his eyes, while the girl of the making up was doing her work. “I’m sure these girls would love you denying the swearing dare and be asked for the striptease one” Actually, his smile was not devilish. Was more than a disgusted one. Like as if the presenter was thinking that he knew Elijah should say that and having right was pissing him off.
“I’m not going to wear a micro for the whole evening. ITS.MY.PERSONAL.LIFE!” he screamed, turning a making up girl, who was trying to arrange his own, apart of him with a sweet movement (but keeping her out).
“I’m afraid you signed that we could take a bit of it though we can’t go farther than twelve hours” he said superiorly. Someone give him some papers. //The fucking contract// Elijah thought while sighing. More because in that moment he discovered the reason for the commercial pause. Because they knew he wouldn’t accept the dare. “Here” said the presenter, pointing to a line.
“Due to audience proposals” Elijah started reading. “The guest allows the Program to reveal a bit of his personal life, though the time limit is of twelve hours. The guest can deny images, but never sounds. The guest would never be forced to show the reality of his/her life, but must do something believable like it.” //Fuck!// Elijah thought. He usually read all his contracts. But come on!. This was a charity program. How could he think… //Fuckers!. They are NOT supposed to have this kind of clauses!//
“Com’on…” said the presenter with a puppy face, trying to cheer him up. “It’s going to be funny!”
“Yes… really funny” Elijah said thoughtfully and sad. //Funny as hell//
“Listen. I know it’s frustrating to wear a micro the whole evening. And that is going to be difficult. But you are a good boy, and you are going to earn lot of points with your fans if you are able not to swear. Anyway it’s a good amount of money for your charity event…. If you deny doing it… These poor girls would never forgive you!” He smiled scornfully. Elijah hated that man so much in that moment, that he seriously thought about punching him. Thanks God he was a completely self control boy.
Elijah turned back to the chair, upset, disgusted, angry, tired and hungry. He gave the other guests a quick look. By the way they looked at him, he imagined some of them were thinking he was just another young movie star, stupid and snobby like all the others at his age (so much money, and that kind of fame, only can make dickheads). But he was not. Because as stupid as a clean-language day seemed, What was pissing him off was the wearing-a-micro-the-whole-fucking-evening thing. The other guests had their dares on the set, and all he wanted, was having his own as quick as it could be, but ON.THE.FUCKING.SET, right?. He wasn’t denying his dare was terribly easy too. Of course he IS ABLE to use clean language during ten hours… But what he didn’t want was to wear that stupid micro at HIS.HOME with HIS.MOM, HIS.SISTER and HIS.FRIEND there… with middle planet able to listen at him AND THEM! through the radio. //Shit!. Is not about me…// Elijah thought. //Is about all the people in my life that involves the damn prove//. But the contract was clear enough. No images, right.. but sounds. The commercials time was about to end and he still was thinking what to do for the next ten hours of his actually not-so personal life. //Sleep. Yeah!. Sleep the whole fucking evening!. That’s what I’m going to do.//
The presenter got close to him when the public was taking back their seats.
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Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
“Have you decided what to do?” he asked Elijah.
“Yep” he only answered.
“Do you need something to get prepared?…” assuming that Elijah was going to agree //But of course… the contract does not leave a fucking thing to doubt//.
“I need my family to know this” he said again firmly.
“They should know, someone is going to give them a phone call, don’t worry…” sentenced the presenter, turning his back to Elijah.
The guy with the earphones called them to get ready. He sighed while the presenter try to get the same posture he had when he called for the stop. He winkled an eye to Elijah (maybe trying to get him calmer???). And Elijah began to bite his thumb nail and to move his leg nervously up and down.
“And here we are again!” Cheered the presenter through the claps and screams of the public. “Just for you to remember, we are about to know the resolution of Mr. Elijah Wood, who had been asked to have ten hours of clean-language in his life. For doing it, from now to midnight he must wear a microphone, thanks to which all of us would hear what he says during that time and be sure he is not swearing, by the World Wide Radio Station on your country area dial. And if he doesn’t swear in the whole time, if his language is as clean as a little child one… The Fight Against Cancer Organization should be given the total amount of $60.000!!!” the public begun to clapping and cheering again. Elijah saw the red-pilot of the camera, focusing at him, so he stopped biting his nail and smiled. “Mr. Elijah Wood. Now is the time to answer. (tense stop //AGAIN//). Would you do it?” Elijah upped his hand microphone and took air.
“I will” he was told he must say exactly that quote, so he did. And the public stood up and began cheering, clapping and screaming madly.
Elijah got up from the chair, and let Susan (the assistant) put the micro on him. When everything was ready, he stood up in the middle of the scenario, his arms crossed over his chest, smiling sweetly and looking to the public. He tried to get over the friendly touch on his shoulder by the presenter. But it was too difficult to smile with that sweating hand on his shoulder.
“Now, Elijah, you are free to go wherever and do whatever you are used to doing. Just for everybody to know that we are NOT this bad, you are allowed to turn the micro off during 20 minutes from now to midnight. You can do it in several times, or just take the 20 minutes in one, as you want. You just need to tell us that you are turning it off, right?” Elijah nodded. “If the micro is off more that 20 minutes, you should fail the dare. If you tell more than one person what the dare’s about, you should fail. And, of course, if you say just ONE bad word until midnight, you should fail. Do we agree?”
“Yes” Elijah said.
“Ok. So before saying bye to all our audience, our public and you at home can see your World Wide Radio Station country area dials on the screen, from where you should be able to follow Elijah Wood’s clean language day!. Thanks for attending and see you next week, with more proves, more surprises, more money and of course, more interesting people for you to see if they Will!”.
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“Elijah… can you hear us?…” a man started speaking on his ear when he was sadly leaving the set. His voice was deep and clear. Sounded like if the man who owns it didn’t exactly liked the dare either, but was just doing his work.
“Loud and clear” he answered, moving himself through the corridors of the program studio.
“Ok. You are on air now, right?” the voice continued.
“Ok” he said, then thought and continued. “But I have a personal question, actually”
“No personal questions, I’m afraid. Everybody can hear us actually.” It sounded like the man was smiling sadly.
“Riiight!” said Elijah //Fuck! I need to know…//, he thought. So he continue “So public question, then”. Thank God, nobody was seeing the face he had put. “What about if I need to go… you know… to the toilet?. Excuse me but that is completely personal, right?” he tried to sound joyful.
“Turn off the micro and start the count of your free minutes” said the man at the other side also trying to sound joyfully, but professional.
“Ok, then.” he added at least. //Shit!. This is going to be a fucking long day// he imagined tons of girls laughing at him at the other side of the radio stations because of the question. He reached the toilet. “So we start now, right?” he added entering the bathroom.
“Perfect Elijah.” Said the man. “You got a button on the earphone to turn the micro off. Say me you do it, and I start counting right? When you want, you turn it on again, and say you are there”.
“Right” said Elijah. “So I’m going to turn it off now”. And he did. “Do you hear me?” he asked carefully. No answer. He looked sadly at himself in the mirror, still not confidence he was alone. “You are silly, Elijah” he told to the Elijah on the mirror. “A complete dork for letting them doing you this!”. He rested his arms on the sink. He tossed some cold water over his face and sight at his reflection on the mirror. All the girls in the world were actually imagining him on the toilet. “SHIT! Fucking stupid, Elijah!” he said aloud looking madly to the Elijah on the mirror. Nobody answered. So nobody knew he had sworn once more. “You deserved all this for believing charity events are good!”
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(3/14/03 6:55 pm) Reply
Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
Three minutes later, Elijah turned on the micro again.
“Hello!. I’m back” he said. //Shit! – if I must do this, I need to find the fun!//
“Ok. You took three minutes off line, so you only have seventeen minutes left, right?”
“Mhmm” agreed Elijah.
“I’m not going to speak to you unless we need so, right?… Act as if I’m not here” he laughed quietly.
“Oh, right then!” said Elijah //As if it can be possible to do that!//
He reached the dressing room for keeping off his make up and the show clothes. During the process, he spoke what seemed normal to him (which means NOT MUCH) with the woman of the making up.
“Difficult dare?” she asked him, keeping the making up off his face.
“Not really” he said smiling to her. “Just the micro thing is the difficult part” he added a few seconds after. “I promise I can go on more than ten hours without swearing.” He affirmed. The woman laughed.
“Surely” she only said. Something on her tone, wanted to mean that she thought Elijah would fail the dare. And that made the boy really angry.
When the dressing and the making up was over, Elijah got to his car, trying to avoid the fans encounter. In better moments he should go to them, sign, let them take photos, chat a bit with them. But he was tired and hungry. He needed to go home. When he was about to open his car, two girls got close to him, and they took some pictures, asked for hugs and kisses and autographs. //Well.. there are only two, Elijah, you can do it// he told to himself. Everything seemed normal to him, and that was really strange. Because those two girls seemed not to care about the micro, knowing they were being heard for middle of the planet (maybe they wanted to?). What was really strange to him was that everybody at the background of the show and those two fans, have treated him as if he wasn’t wearing it. Like if anyone was able to see the micro near his mouth and the earphone. He got inside his car and begun driving.
“You know what?” he said aloud some time later while driving. He was alone, on the road to his house. Nobody answered him. “HEY! You!, the guy at the other side…” said Elijah with a nervous tone. “I’m speaking to you!.” He waited some seconds. “The one that wants me to act like if you are not there, though you are, you know?… Hello!… somebody there?”
“You speaking to me?” said the man with the deep voice.
“Yes, actually I am!” Elijah laugh. “I would like to know your name” he said.
“Mine?”
“No!, the…” Elijah found himself about to swear. //Damn it!// he thought. Though he didn’t swear aloud, he thought everybody had notice the tense pause on his speech. “Yes, your name, please” he tried to say calmly.
“David” said the other.
“Ok, David” Elijah smiled to the road. “You know… Is really strange having someone hearing your breaths at the other side, when you don’t know what’s his name, you know?. So glad to meet you, David!” he added.
“Same here” replied the other with a smiling tone. Elijah turned on the radio and didn’t say a word more after he reached his home.
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While opening his front door, Elijah thought if all the people at the other side of the radios where able to listen the tinkle of the keys, or the sharp close of the door when he entered. Everything at his house seemed calmed and silent. He looked at his watch. A quarter past three. He was terribly hungry.
“Hi!” he said aloud while going through the kitchen. “Is anybody at home?” he continued. But nobody answered him. He opened the fridge at saw some sandwiches with a note on them. He read it to himself.
“Have a fine evening, monkey. Mom and me will be listening to you See you at midnight! And make us proud of you!. HA! Hannah” //Perfect, sis!. This is EXACTLY what I need! To be left alone!// he thought angrily. He began to eat.
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Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
While he was washing the few dishes he had used, he heard the door, and Dom’s voice saying hello. Elijah held himself on the frame of the kitchen door only showing his face over.
“Hi!” Elijah said to his friend.
“WHAT THE FUCK!?” asked Dom when he saw the micro on Elijah’s face. “What’s that?” he asked laughing pointing to the micro. Elijah looked at him strangely. Dom was supposed to know… wasn’t he?
“Where have you been the last two hours, mate?” asked Elijah carefully.
“Went to have lunch at Sean’s. Why?” he answered. Elijah sighed. So he didn’t know. //FUCK!// Elijah thought.
“And your mobile?” he asked. He was sure Hannah and his mother would have called him to explain him the whole thing.
“Out of battery. I’m going to charge it now…” Dominic said getting the mobile out of his coat. Elijah got a peace of paper from the desk and tried to find a pen. “What’s supposed you are doing, Doodle?” Dom asked thoughtfully. But he didn’t answer because he was busy thinking where the fricking pen would be, moving himself through the house nervously, and biting his nails.
“Elijah?” said David on his ear.
“Yes” he answered shocked. He didn’t expect to hear that voice.
“Yes – WHAT?” interfered Dom.
“You are NOT looking for a paper to write your dare down, are you?” David’s tone was something between scared and kidding.
“No” said Elijah with his most innocent tone. //Fucking pen!//
“NO-WHAT?” Dom asked again extremely confused, looking at Elijah.
“Thank God!” said David again. “I would have felt really bad if I must tell my boss he was right, ah?”
“No, don’t worry” laughed Elijah. Then he faced Dom. //Ok, I must tell him what’s the fucking prove about// he thought. “Dom… The dare of the ‘I will’ contest, do you remember?” he asked.
“Yeah” answered Dom, with a confused look.
And Elijah wasted his one-person-can-know on Dom. And he regretted it with his last word. //DAMN IT!//, because just when Dom found out about the dare, he started laughing and pissing him off for a long time, not caring that the micro was also catching his voice too.
“You deserve it, Lij!” laughed Dom at least pointing at him. “You are a fucking bad speaker, you know?”
“YEAH, DOM!” Elijah answered angrily. //FUCKING bad speaker// repeated sadly to himself. “I just wonder who I learnt it off?” he looked at Dom while his friend was almost to tears of laughter.
“Billy!” said Dom immediately. “You learnt it from Billy… He is also a terribly bad speaker too! Not me, surely. I ALWAYS speak properly”
“Yes, but you actually swore in you speech before, did you know?”
“Which ones?” wondered Dom kidding. “Fuck?… FUCK-FUCK-FUCK!” and he laughed out loud. What was pissing off Elijah was that he was able to hear that David was also laughing though he was seriously trying to cover his sounds.
“Please, Elijah” said David still trying to recover his breath of laugh. “Can you tell him it’s still children time, and if he can tone his language down a bit too, please?”
“Yes, sure” answered Elijah. “Dom, Don’t swear. The micro also captures your voice, and middle planet radios are hearing you and your surely-properly-language” and then he pointed his tongue out to his friend.
“EY! This is your dare. Don’t get me involved, right?” he defended himself.
“Go away, then” answered Elijah smiling him cruelly.
“Oh, mate… you are expelling me out of the house? Out of your beautiful and clean language company?” he sounded hurt, though his face was still laughing. “OH, God, Lij!… didn’t expect this from you, mate…” sounded dramatically. “Ok then… I’m the angel of the good-wording from now. Promise!” he said still laughing. Then got closed to Elijah, near to his ear and said in a whisper “FUCK!”. And started laughing again. Elijah punched him on the shoulder.
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Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
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Six in the evening. Three damn hours had only passed by from the start of the fucking dare. Elijah was trying to sleep a bit, and he had advised David that he was trying to, actually for half an hour or so. But all he had been able to do was fidget in the bed. He wondered if anybody at the other side of the radios were hearing the sounds of the sheets while he moved //Is it so fucking interesting hearing me sleeping?… Really I have fans crazy enough to be wasting their time on this?// he wondered sighing.
He had wasted fourteen minutes more of his free time to take a shower. Three minutes of privacy left. He didn’t swear even when he was ‘alone’.
He turned to the window, still lying on the bed. And wondered why it was impossible for him to sleep. Because he had woken up early that morning, and normally //when there are NOT fucking-micros on my face// he is able to sleep a bit in his free evening time. But his stomach was punching him, just thinking of the fans hearing him. It was a pity he had nothing to do that evening. Normally he had fans events, or interviews or SOMETHING ELSE to do!. But this was a free evening. As much as he liked them, he was hating this one now. He got up and stay sat on the edge of the bed. He cover his eyes and then rubbed the palm through his face sighting quietly.
“Elijah?” asked David on his ear. He frightened.
“Fu…” he started, but didn’t end //FUCK!, didn’t expect the voice to sound// “What?” he said finally. David laughed.
“Ufff! For a bit!” he said. “Sorry, I didn’t want to scare you”
“YOU DID!” said Elijah still shivering.
“Excuse me” David’s tone was still laughing. “Just we need to be sure you still wear the micro”
“I am” answered Elijah. “God! You scared me!” then he laugh and David joined him.
“Elijah” said David again.
“Yep” he woke up and went to the living room. Maybe some television should help him.
“We need to know what you are doing” he said professionally.
“I’m going downstairs, actually, trying my heart not to go out of my chest of scare” said Elijah smiling.
“What for?” asked David.
“Do I need to tell?” asked him.
“I’m afraid so. Because the people would like to know why you are so silent”
“Actually because I was trying to sleep” laughed Elijah. “But I can’t. So I’m going to watch some tv”
“Right. And sorry for scared you, again”
“Is ok”
Dom was watching cartoons and drinking beer, lying on the couch. As he always did when he had free time. And Elijah sat by his side and watched the boring cartoons for an hour, joining his friend have another beer from the box Dom had near him.
Elijah is not a quiet boy. At all. He is usually able to talk the whole fucking day like a duck. Even about absolute nonsense. Dom says he is a “little ball of Energy about to explode” and that’s why he speaks so much. Because if he doesn’t, he’ll surely explode… Otherwise his friends have told him that he is scared of silence. Maybe it is true. But that evening was different. He didn’t want to speak. Because normally he’d insert in his talking tons of bad wording without noticing them (the bad words are in his vocabulary as the butter onto a toast). And he didn’t want to fail the dare. He said he will, and for God he was going to do it!. //My motherfucking pride goes with it//.
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Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
“Do we need to continue watching cartoons, Dom?” asked Elijah, at last really bored.
“Yep” he answered, finishing his second beer.
“Why don’t we play PS?” asked again Elijah. “It’ll be funny”
“You can’t play PS today” Dom asseverate.
“Why not?” Elijah was surprised of the answer.
“Because you swear a lot playing it!” and Dom started laughing.
“Bast… mmmmmmm…” Elijah swallowed the bad word, while Dominic laughed louder.
“You SIMPLY CAN’T STAND IT, LIJ!… you are about to say it… com’on… SAY IT!”
“NO!” screamed Elijah. “And by the way… YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE MY FRIEND!, you are supposed to help me, not to make me swear!” but Dom was laughing.
“Ok, ok… we can play the PS if you want to” said him at least weeping a tear. “But don’t say it was my fault you failed your dare when you swear, right?”
“This is why I consider you my best friend, Sblomie. You always trust me, don’t you?”
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At 10 p.m. even Elijah was tired of the races, fights, graphical adventures and games of all kinds... The first two hours went by fast, with him trying not to swear. //Sometimes it is really difficult avoiding a swear word when your supposed-to-be-best-friend is winning and making fun of you for it!// he confessed to himself. And the other two hours… well. Thank God Dominic was such a really good friend, and had played with him, stopping him just in time from swearing //though the fucker is THE ONE that is making me swear//. During that time, he even had forgotten the micro, and only realized he still wore it when Dominic stopped him at the start of a bad word. They’d been listening to Elijah’s favorite CD’s, with the music so loud that David had asked them to put it down a bit, because he was about to get deaf (//the fricking micro was too aloud!//)
He had drunk three beers on that time. And the liquor had done its job and he had wasted the three minutes of privacy that he had in the two times he needed to go to the toilet. The last time he went, David had spoken to him.
“Back” was what Elijah had said.
“You wasted more than the last two minutes you had…” David had said sadly. “Exactly 30 seconds more…”
“Oh, com’on… you are not saying I failed the dare just for thirty seconds, are you?!”
“No, no, calm down” David had said laughing. “But actually you must give our seconds back, so you must wear the micro till twelve and thirty seconds, right?” he sounded pissed off. “The program norms, sorry” David sounded as if he really didn’t like making him do that at all.
“I understand” Elijah had said. “Don’t worry”.
When he turned back to the living room, Dom had turned off the Play Station and was trying to find something interesting on the television.
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Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
“I’m hungry” said Dom a few minutes later looking at him with a puppy expression (as he was always hungry enough but also lazy enough for didn’t want to get up from the couch).
“Yeah, me too!” agreed Elijah, not even thinking about trying to make him get up. That would only make him swear for sure. “Want a sandwich or something?” he got up from the couch and went to the kitchen.
“Yes, please. A sandwich should be ok for me” so Elijah prepared two sandwiches of the first thing he found on the fridge. When he had almost finished the ‘manufacture’ of his food-art work, a familiar sound started in the pocket of his jeans. “Lij! Your mobile phone is ringing!” he heard Dom screaming.
“I know” he said about to answer it.
“Elijah!” sounded urgent David on his ear.
“Wow! I didn’t think I had answered it yet!” laughed Elijah.
“Just for you to know, we are able to listen to the conversation” he advised.
“No you are NOT!” said Elijah angrily.
“Who the fuck are you speaking to?” asked Dom leaning on the kitchen door’s frame, looking at him. He was still able to hear the mobile ringing. But instead of answering him, Elijah raised his hands and made him wait.
“It’s not that you allow us or not, Elijah” said David, like if he was worried. “We can hear it, exactly the same way we were able to hear Dom saying the swear word to you in a whisper early this evening” he admitted. “The earphones are really loud for us to hear almost everything”. The phone was still ringing.
“But it MIGHT BE PERSONAL!” screamed Elijah.
“Don’t pick up then” advised David. Elijah saw who was calling on the screen of the mobile phone. It was Peter Jackson. He MUST answer it. //SHIT!//
“I must…” he said apologetically.
“You can’t tell the person that you are wearing a micro!” advised David again alarmed. “I’m playing with my job, Elijah, but if it’s THAT personal… DON’T.ANSWER.IT!”. But the advice came late. Elijah had already pressed the answering button.
“Pete” he started speaking to the mobile “Can you…”
“ELIJAH!” screamed Peter at the other side of the line. “You are NOT going to believe what I’m going to tell you!”
“Peter, I can’t … Peter!”
“But this is a secret!” Peter continued without listening to him. In his voice there was urgence and nervousness and happiness and… “You CAN’T tell this even to your mom, right?”
“PETER I CAN’T SPEAK NOW!” Elijah managed to say.
“Only Orli, Billy and Sean know this, boy” Peter was surely smiling of happiness by his tone.
“PETE, really, I CAN’T…”
“STOP what you are doing, and take a chair, boy, because tomorrow morning YOU ARE GOING TO RECIEVE A CALL FROM THE JURY OF THE …”
“SHI … AAAHHHH!” Elijah screamed. He threw the phone as far as he could, as if it was possessed or was burning. Dominic looked at him completely astonished. To Elijah’s mind, the word ‘jury’ scared him as much, and he simply was not able to listen more… well… he was not going to let //the whole fucking world// listen to any more. The mobile flew to the end of the living room and crashed into the floor with a heavy noise, but luckily it was not broken. Dominic went to pick it up.
Still near the kitchen frame, looking at his friends movements, Elijah felt as if he was able to know where exactly all the nerves in his body ended. He had been about to swear and about to turn a secret to a whole-fucking-world-acknowledgement!. Seemed like his thumb nail had the fault, because he began to bite it as hard as if he wanted it to pay it all.
“Who is it?” Dom said into the phone, still looking scared and astonished at Elijah. “PETE!” he said happily. “No, Elijah can’t speak actually. He is wearing a micro!” he told the director. Elijah looked at him with a sad grimace on his face. “It’s a really long story, Peter. What are you after? (tense //and fucking long// silence)…WHAT????”
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Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
Elijah had seen the change on his friends face. At first he was looking at him a little scared of his reaction. Then he was smiling him. At least, Dominic’s eyes were as open as the front door of a church, mouth a little parted, and his //whole fucking body// was tense and surprised. Elijah was dying to know what the secret was about.
“OH MY GOD!” said Dominic as if the secret was unbelievable. “OH.MY.GOD!” he repeated slowly. “Is it true?… OH FUCKING GOD!… no, no, don’t worry. I wouldn’t tell… Promise... You can trust in me, Pete, sure!. Anyway, you can dial the World Wide Radio to know if I say a damn word about this!” Dom’s smile was as big and Elijah could swear he had never seen his friend that happy. “Yeah, it’s a dare from the ‘I will’ contest on television, you know it?”
“I’m not telling it, David!” Elijah said to the micro. “And nobody told me Dom couldn’t do it either” he was smiling devilish, happy that Dom had found the way to break one of the rules.
“I know” David’s tone sounded confident and joyful. “I have the rules here and none of them say that the person that knows it can’t tell it to anyone…” he added happily (and maybe with a little devilish tone too). Maybe he was glad someone had broken the rule too.
While Elijah and David were speaking and Dominic was explaining what the dare was about to Peter, Dom’s mobile also started ringing. He got close to where it was on charge and saw who was calling.
“Lij… It’s Billy. Can you get it?” he asked.
“Me? Really? Do you remember…” He pointed the micro.
“Don’t worry, Doodle… surely it’s a how-are-you call… should be a quite a good joke!” he said devilish, winking at him.
“Yes!” he agreed. And went to the desk. “BILLY!” he screamed trying to imitate his accent.
“ELIJAH!!!. Boy, I was trying to speak to you, but your line is busy!”
“Dom’s speaking with Peter” he explain.
“So you already KNOW!” he screamed cheering. “IT’S GREAT, ISN’T IT?” Billy’s strong accent always made Elijah smile. Not this time //sorry…//
“No, Billy, Dom is speaking to Peter, I can’t know the secret actually, you know?” Elijah was starting to regret having agreed so soon about the joke. //FUCK! Peter actually told me Billy KNEW!// he remembered when it was too late!.
“OH, SO I WILL BE THE ONE TO TELL YOU!… ELIJAH YOU HAVE BEEN…”
“NO, … shiiiiii… aaaahhh!” Elijah put the mobile on the desk again, careful not to brake it, but as fast as he could, putting both hands to his head in disgust and helplessness. “Dom! Speak to Billy!” he said almost screaming madly.
“Peter, Billy is on my mobile, wait…” Elijah found it really funny to see Dom with a mobile on one ear and his own on the other, speaking at the same time with two different conversations, but he felt as helpless and he didn’t find it funny still. “No, Billy… No!. He can’t know actually. He is wearing a micro, the whole fucking world is listening!” He tried to explain.
“I need a clove!” said Elijah putting his hand in his pocket and going out of the house.
Sitting on the stairs outside, smoking as calmly as his nerves let him //this damn cloves ends really fast//, he was still able to hear Dom explaining to Billy and Peter why he was wearing a micro and why he was not fucking allowed to know what was happening. Elijah sighed. About to say fuck. He wanted to say it. He really needed to swear in disgust. When you are mad enough, disgusted enough, you need to swear. A bad word at the right time, makes your blood go slower. Promise. He looked at his watch. Ten thirty.
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Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
“Calm down, Elijah” said David in his ear.
“What?” he asked.
“I can hear you smoking like a pissed off Indian” he told in a joking tone.
“Like a WHAT?” laughed Elijah
“Like a pissed off Indian…” repeated David. “Haven’t you heard before?”
“Never in my life” he tried to breath.
“Try to imagine an Indian smoking the Peace pipe completely pissed off” Elijah laughed out loud with the image of it coming into his mind. “That’s how I imagine you actually!” added David.
“But, HEY! You are using bad language, mate…”
“It’s not children’s time. I can do it” said David laughing. “Anyway I think I’m going to be fired for telling you not to answer your mobile, I’m afraid, so it doesn’t matter if I use it a bit” something in his tone, made Elijah trust in his words.
“Oh, com’on” said Elijah disgusted. “Really?… Can they fire you for advising me?”
“I hope not” said David.
“Nah! They are not THAT bad” tried Elijah to cheer David up. The door of the house opened and Dom appeared. Smiling like a little child. He sat at his side and gave his damaged mobile back to him.
“Ok. It’s done. I CAN’T wait till twelve to tell you!” said Dominic happily.
“Twelve and thirty seconds, actually” said David and Elijah at the same time. They both laughed. Dom looked at his watch.
“Two and a half hours… and thirty seconds. Shit!. It’s going to be difficult”.
“Yeah” agreed Elijah taking another drag of his clove. “But I CAN do it, and I’m GOING to do it, right?” In his hand still, his mobile started ringing again. It was Sean. “OH, SH… God!” he stopped just in time. “Dom, please, answer it, please…” he begged giving the mobile to Dom. His friend gave him a commanding look and went with the phone inside the house. While he was answering Sean, telling him about the dare and //FUCK… AGAIN!// started smiling and celebrating the //MOTHERFUCKING SECRET!// Elijah lit another cigarette.
“That shit is going to kill you, you know?” said Dom when he hung up, giving his mobile back again.
“If I cannot swear and I can’t know what the f… mmm… what is happening, PLEASE LET ME SMOKE PEACEFULLY, right?!”
“Two cigarettes in two minutes is not smoking peacefully, Doodle!” he said angrily. //No… it’s smoking like a pissed off Indian, actually// Elijah thought ironically.
“LEAVE.ME.IN.PEACE!, Sblomie!” he screamed madly, his face red and his expression begging for his friend stop pissing him off.
“Ok, ok, mate, calm down” Dominic put a hand on his shoulder trying to calm him down.
“If anyone else calls me, please get it, Dommie. Please, right? I don’t want to throw the mobile again and break it” said Elijah sadly, touching the mobile phone screen. He still hadn’t ended the quote when the screen began to brighten and Orlando’s name appeared on it. “OH, SHI…”
“ELIJAH!” screamed David. Just in time, by the way. In the tense silent seconds that followed, the world was only able to listen to Elijah’s mobile phone ringing tone. Dom got it at least, going inside the house again.
“Just in time, mate” said Elijah to the micro, with a thankful tone.
“Not me…” said David sharply. “You were not going to say it. Were you?” something on David’s tone advised Elijah he better take the advantage of it.
“But of course not! I was NOT going to swear!. Believe me!” he wondered if he really sounded that convinciing.
“That was right” said David, surely smiling. “Com’on, Elijah. You have almost done it”.
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The whole fucking cast of the Lord of the Rings called him that night. It was only supposed to be a mother fucking secret only know by Billy, Sean, Orli and Peter. BUT NO!. Even Liv phoned him. LIV!. The only girl, and for that simple reason, the last to know EVERYTHING!. The motherfucking phone had been ringing thousands of times, the house phone, Dom’s mobile, Elijah’s mobile, all at the fucking same time, all the phone calls for exactly the same fucking reason, getting on his nerves!.
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(3/14/03 6:58 pm) Reply
Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
//Com’on… It is supposed to be a secret I can’t even tell my mother and everybody knows IT! BUT ME!// Elijah sounded desperate himself. He was still sitting on the stairs, alone, smoking (actually a bit more calm) the fifth clove in the last hour, his lungs and his throat hurting him. Dom was inside, he had decided not to watch how his best friend killed himself for a motherfucking dare. It was a quarter to twelve. Just fifteen damn minutes (and thirty fucking seconds) till the end.
He had argued a lot with Dom. And he was sorry. Not because of the fighting, but because everybody was listening to them. Anyway the quarrel was about the wearing-the-fucking-micro and doing-the-fucking-dare till the last-damn-consequence //Admit it, Elijah. Dom’s angry with you for the fucking smoking thing! He thinks I prefer dying of lung cancer before I’ll swear!//. But through the strength of the fight and the fact that maybe //Surely// Dom was right, Elijah hadn’t sworn. Dominic have told him that if he would just say one bad word, the dare would be over, and he would be able to know what the secret was about, and by the way, stop smoking as if it was the only thing in life to do. And he was about to do it one or two times (well, maybe more…) but he didn’t. //I’m going to DO IT!. I’ve come too far to fail now!// he encouraged himself. //Fifteen minutes, Elijah… Only fifteen minutes// But he still felt guilty. So he strung out the cigarette and entered the house. Dom was again lying on the couch, watching television with a terribly mad look on his face.
“I’m sorry, Dom” he started looking at him from behind and beginning to bite a nail. “But I need to do it. It’s a question of honor, you know?” he tried to sound calm and decided, though he was not.
“I know” his friend told him, facing him. “I know, Lij. I’m sorry too”
“Just fifteen minutes, and it’s over” he encouraged himself again.
“And you’ll know what’s up with you, right?” Dominic winked at him.
“At least!” he tried laughing. But he felt tired and still a bit sad.
“How many cigarettes have you smoked, Doodle?”
“DO.NOT.ASK” he said sitting at his side. “Better for you not to know” but the box of cloves was empty.
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“We are almost over” said David, scaring him once more. Elijah looked at his watch. The last damn twelve minutes had gone really, really-fucking slowly. Three minutes until the dare was over. $60.000 for the Fight Against Cancer Organization. It was a large mount of money. And he was actually nervous and //why not admit it?// proud of himself.
“A complete clean-language day!” he said aloud smiling. “And I did it!”.
“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU SPEAKING TO?” asked Dom looking at him. At that moment Elijah realized he never had told Dom someone was speaking at his ear.
“David” he said pointing at the earphone.
“And who the fuck is ‘David’?” he asked again. Elijah was hearing him laughing in his ear.
“Turn on the radio” he said to his friend. “Com’on, do it. Turn it on”. Dom did. “Dial the World Wide Radio Station” and Dom obeyed looking surprised at him. When it was dialed, he was able to hear a quiet laugh and even his footsteps back to the couch, mixed the double sound of the television (on the living room and on the radio). “David, this is Dom. Dom, this is David” said Elijah smiling more.
“Hello, Dom. Glad to meet you.” said David. His voice, though still deep and clear, seemed completely different from the radio and in Elijah’s ear.
“What the fuck?… Has this boy been speaking to you the whole-fucking evening?” Dom was surprised.
“Yes” admitted Elijah and David at the same time.
“Oh. Shit! So that make sense!. I thought that micro was making you completely crazy!… Glad to meet you too, David!” they all laughed.
“Hey!… You know what? … introducing someone to somebody you only have heard is really funny!” //Well, at a minute to the end, I found something funny at least!//
“Yes, it is!” agreed Dom and David.
“Remember the thirty seconds, right?” reminded David to Elijah.
“Yes, I remember”
“What are the thirty seconds about?” asked Dom amused.
“I wasted them off line on the toilet, and they want me to retrieve them” told Elijah with an ironical grimace.
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(3/14/03 6:59 pm) Reply
Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
“Ok, then. Just a minute… and thirty seconds” repeated David. Then it seemed like he was murmuring something to someone covering his own micro.
“David” said Elijah.
“What?”
“I would like to thank you for being there, really. I think I couldn’t have done it without you and Dom… though sometimes Dom was not of help AT ALL!” Dom punched him on an arm.
“Com’on. You were able to do it your own, remember? You said you could to the make up woman!”
“Yes, that’s true” he laughed. “Know what?. Is really strange to think that I actually have met you, though I don’t know how your face looks”
“It’s strange, yes” agreed David. “Though I actually know how your faces look…”
“Come and have a beer with us!” joined Dom in the conversation happily. “So that we can meet in person, right?”
“I was about to say that!” added Elijah. “If you like, we can go have a drink whenever you can”
“I would like that” said David smiling.
“So it’s an arrangement, then” said Elijah.
“Sure!” agreed David. “Elijah, before the dare is over, my boss want me to tell you something. Wait. He is writing it on a paper, right?”.
“Yes” Elijah felt like needles on his stomach because of the nerves. Some seconds passed by. But there were no sounds on the radio but his own breath and the television.
“Elijah” said David at last. “My boss, the program director, says that you had started some bad words during the evening, and that I had helped you, covering your swearing an hour ago, and that is not allowed!”
“AND THEY SAY IT AT THE END?!” Elijah felt cheated. “Com’on… They can NOT do this to me! I didn’t say the whole word, actually! You didn’t cover me, because I.DIDN’T.SAY.IT!” //BASTARDS!// he thought.
“No, wait” continued David. “They say my help was not allowed, but that they have received tons of calls from your fans, telling them to alow my help. Saying the same as you, that you didn’t say the complete word, and though I screamed, my help was of not use… And my boss also says… (tense silence)… wait.”
“WHAT.FOR?” Elijah’s nerves felt like if they were going to explode!.
“Last fifteen seconds! WAIT! DO.NOT.SWEAR.STILL, right?”. Said David urgently. Even Dom was as nervous as he couldn’t stay quiet on the couch. “Elijah…” called David now a bit calmer.
“Yeah?”
“You have really sweet fans, you know? Do you remember that when I told you not to catch the mobile phone, I also told you that I was playing with my job for advising you?”
“Yeah”
“Your fans, hundreds of them, had called the program to say that if they fired me for covering your completely and personal life, they should demand it!”
“Yes, they are really sweet, aren’t they?” he agreed. “I LOVE YOU GIRLS! THANK YOU!” he screamed happily to the micro, at least surprised at hearing his own voice coming out the radio. //Almost they waste their time not only listening to my nuts but helping me too// he thought gratefully.
“Ok. Now the ‘I will’ presenter is going to speak you, right?” said David.
“We speak at the end, don’t go, right?” Elijah asked as fast as he could.
“Sure” agreed David. And then Elijah heard the motherfucking sound of the presenter of the contest voice.
“Elijah Wood” he said commandingly. “So you did it. With help… with great help… But you did it. It’s midnight… Twelve in the night and thirty seconds. The dare is over. The Fight Against Cancer Organization is actually receiving a fax with the $60.000 transfer agreement. Ten hours of complete clean language!. You did it!. You win the ‘I will’ dare. You are brave!”. Some claps (maybe recorded?) began sounding on the radio station, though Elijah himself was not able to listen to them on his earphone.
“Thank you!” he said, but his voice on the radio was covered by the program music, and the commercials asking the listeners to enjoy the following weeks show. “HEY!. My micro is still on. I want to speak with David, please” he almost screamed.
“Tell me, Elijah” David said, though the radio was not capturing his voice anymore.
“Give me your mobile phone number” he said urgently. And David did. “I’ll call you in one minute. Be away from any micro, right?. I trust on you!”
“Ok” said David surprised.
Elijah turned the micro off, and threw it away, as far as his arms would let him. He didn’t mind if it was broken (it collapsed into the floor and broke, by the way). He touched his ear, suddenly noticing that it was hurting him a lot. Dom was smiling devilish.
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Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
“Can we wait a minute to call David?” said Elijah candidly.
“Do you want him to know too?” asked Dom
“I think he deserved it, no?” Elijah commented.
“Maybe”
“And I waited two fucking hours for this, with all the telephones we own ringing at the same time and driving me crazy. I think I can wait a minute more, can’t I?”
“Oh, Elijah!” said Dom dramatically, blinking and imitating a woman voice. “You have sworn! Now that I was getting used to your cleaned language and began to think you could be a good guy!”
“Go to Hell!” he said immediately punching him on an arm. “Shit!. You can’t imagine how damn GOOD it is to be able to speak as you like!” Dom smiled him back.
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“Do you know that you have all the vitamins you need for your growth?” said Dom looking at Elijah while he was biting his middle finger nail. Elijah smiled devilish and simply stopped biting for a while, showing his friend the extended finger and with an evil look on his eyes. A second later, he was biting his nail again.
“I’m out of cigarettes” he said with a grimace as an excuse for his nail-biting. “Now, I’ll call David” he added a second before. “Use the normal phone so that we can use the speaker, right?”.
“Call him yourself, Doodle. You got hands for more than biting your nails, you know?” said Dom angrily.
Tired, Elijah got up from the couch sighing dramatically. He reached the phone and dialed David’s mobile phone number with the speaker on. Two tones later, David answered it.
“Hello” he said.
“David, you are on a speaker so that Dom and me can hear you and you can hear both of us, right?” Elijah advised him. “Where are you?”
“In the parking yard, inside my car. And alone, promise!” he smiled and Elijah and Dom could notice it by his tone. “Now what’s this for, Elijah?” David asked.
“You know… To start to thank you for the help again. You know. I said it…”
“You said what?”
“Shit. An hour ago, when Orlando was calling me… when you screamed me for not to tell it…”
“You didn’t swear… I didn’t heard you, at least” promised David.
“But I did…” confessed Elijah sadly. “I said the whole fucking word, complete. But you covered it screaming just in time. That’s the truth.”
“I’m glad the program directors didn’t noticed it, you know?. Because if they heard you swearing, I can promise neither you or even your fans would have saved you. $60.000 is money enough for they would have told you immediately that you had failed the dare. I can promise you it should not be the first time they’ve done it!. And better not to tell you that the program presenter was loving the idea of saying to the world that you had failed…”.
“Fucker!” But Elijah still felt guilty. He knew that he had won just because David was fast enough to scream and cover the bad word.
“This was NOT the best day for a clean language day, anyway” said Dom looking comprehensively at Elijah and putting a hand on his shoulder to calm him down. “It’s completely understandable that you swore. The fact is actually you did it really good. I can’t imagine myself in your position, really. I should have sworn and send it all to hell.” Elijah sighted.
“Don’t feel bad, Elijah” added David. “You know. Anyway, the program has made tons with you and your clean language day. They told me that they had gone over the highest marks of audience ever. And believe me… we are speaking about millions of people listening to you, and millions of dollars they would have made with this. So don’t feel guilty.”
“Well… anyway that fucking presenter deserves it if I won even if I did it with help, isn’t it?” David and Dom agreed, so Elijah’s smile went back to his face. “Now, Dom… tell us. What’s the fucking secret that I can not tell my mom, but everybody knows, about?”
“Am I going to know too?” said David happily.
“Yes, mate. You deserve it!” said Elijah. “Now. Com’on, Sblomie. Tell us! I’m dying to know!”
“Ok” said Dom starting to tremble of nervous. “Tomorrow morning this is going to be announced publicly. BUT actually Peter received a call, a REALLY.IMPORTANT call, from the Jury of the Oscars, you know?”
“WHAT?” said Elijah without believing and about stop breathing. “And what does it have to do with ME?”
“Peter knows who has won the Oscar’s nomination…” said Dom with an smug look.
“Go to hell, Dommie!. Com’on! Spill…” Elijah started biting his nails again.
“Ok. The Return of the King has been nominated for best movie, best special effects, best music and best photography, best original screenplay, best costumes and best novel adaptation” began Dom counting. “Peter Jackson as best Director.”
“That nomination was clear” added David.
“Sean Austin as best supporting actor” added Dom.
“THAT’S GREAT! I’m going to call him now!” said Elijah happily. “But I still don’t know what does it have to do with me, you know? Sean called me, and I think he didn’t do it just to get me envious!”
“WAIT, you cunt!” added Dom. He stopped and stared deeply at Elijah. “and the last nomination of the movie is for… YOU, LIJ!” screamed at least.
“WHAT THE FUCK!… You are a lying bastard, Dom!” he punched heavily his friend chest.
“No, no” Dom tried to stop him. “Tomorrow morning YOU are going to be officially NOMINATED FOR BEST ACTOR!”
“That’s not true, and I’m going to kill you!” Elijah started to feel really, terribly mad and sick. “You’re a cunt!. Tell me the fucking truth!” He found it really difficult to breath. Some part of his brain wanted to believe; the other said Dom and the rest were just making the fun with him.
“Elijah…” said Dom calmly, covering his friend red face with both his hands and looking at him directly to the eyes. “It’s true, mate. You ARE nominated for the best Actor role for Frodo. Why do you think the whole fucking fellowship had been trying to speak to you?.”
“Congratulations, Elijah!” said happily David at the other side of the line. “It’s incredible!. Really!. You deserve it!”
“It’s… It’s… true?” he asked terrified //OH MY GOD!. Is it?//.
Elijah felt tears in his eyes from the sickness, for the tiredness, for the madness he had felt during the long ten hours //and the fucking terrible end less two last hours// for having smoked too much //I need a fucking clove!//… He was about to cry because he was not sure, and he wanted it to be true.
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Re: I WILL ~ Elijah himself
Dom smiled him. With that kind of smile that says almost everything. So kindly and so friendly. And then, Dominic embraced him strongly. And whispered calmly and deeply in the ear…
“It is”
“OH, SHIT!” screamed Elijah, all his body shivering, from foot to hair. “IT’S TRUE!… I AM NOMINATED FOR AN OSCAR!!”. He embraced his friend back almost unable to stop the tears and trying to breathe normally. “David… you heard, mate? I AM NOMINATED, IT’S TRUE!”
“Yes, Elijah, I heard!.” He said.
“This needs to be celebrated!” said Elijah starting jumping on Dom’s arms.
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David was a bit taller than Dom. His hair was brown and he covered his blue eyes with glasses too. He had a brown goatee covering his mouth and chin but he had that kind of face you trust in just with a first look, though. He was funny and had an easy laugh.
Two days before, the Jury of the Oscars had publicly announced the Nominations to the 2004 Oscar’s Event. All Dom had said that night was true. The Return of the King had been nominated for ten Oscars. And Elijah Wood had been nominated for Best Actor.
David, Dom and Elijah were actually at a bar, sitting at a table with three cold beers, enjoying themselves and glad they had met in person. It was the third round of drinks.
“You know what?” said David swallowing the beer and looking at Elijah.
“What?” he asked with a middle smile.
“You are going to win that Oscar” he said firmly. Dom pointed at him, agreeing.
“Why?” Elijah laughed.
“Because you were able to stop swearing from ten hours” he said.
“Though the presenter is a cunt that got on my nerves, right?” added Elijah.
“Cheers to that!” added Dom getting his beer up and crashing is bottle with David’s one.
“And though all of us know the truth is that I swore” he continue.
“Yep-yes” said David.
“Yeah!” said Elijah happily. “I did it. So maybe… I can win the Oscar” he winked at his friends.
“You will” said Dom looking at him. Both him and David laughed.
“Com’on… Say it…” begged David at least, also looking at him with a funny smile.
“I will” Elijah said.
See you at midnight! And make us proud of you!. HA! Hannah” //Perfect, sis!. This is EXACTLY what I need! To be left alone!// he thought angrily. He began to eat.
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