Loser
Author: Raine
Paring: implied Craig Parker/Orlando Bloom; implied Harry Sinclair/Orlando Bloom; eventually Viggo Mortensen/Sean Bean/Orlando Bloom
Rating: R - NC-17
Summary: Orlando gets fucked over by a sadistic person, can his two friends help heal him?
Authors Notes: The song Loser by 3 Doors Down inspired this. Angst, implied rape, OM/FC's, and hopefully a happy ending.
Disclaimer: Don't own them, don't claim to. Don't know their true sexual orentation, and don't claim to. Just borrowed them for my twisted mind to play with. :) Also, I'm not a doctor, and I don't claim to be one.
They fell asleep in that awkward position. They woke to the sun, lighting the room with blinding brightness. Three groans, from three stiff bodies, followed by stretching, and all three falling to the bed. Not a single one of them wanted to move.
Sean managed to wake up first. Slipping out of the bed, he made a quick journey to first the bathroom, and then the kitchen. He was pondering what to make for breakfast, when Viggo came in. The barely awake look was adorable, especially when Viggo went stumbling for the coffee pot.
Sean grinned and glanced up at Vig. "Morning, though you look like hell. What do you want for breakfast?"
Viggo just mumbled something about coffee, and began fighting with the coffee pot. It took him a few moments to figure out how get everything in, and turn it on. Very adorable really.
Sean watched with a grin. "I could have helped with that you know. I think I'm more awake than you are."
Sean got nothing more than a mumbled, "Stuff it Bean". Viggo sat down at the table, sleepily glaring at the coffee pot, waiting for it to brew. Sean just laughed and contemplated breakfast again.
Once the coffee was brewed, and Viggo had about three cups. He looked up to Sean, finding him still staring at the cupboards. "Forget food for a few moments, Sean. I think we need to figure this out. Figure out what's going on in our heads."
A soft sigh, followed by the blonde, turning to look at Viggo. "Yeah, I know. I spent a long time thinking last night too. I don't think I can change this. Us. Whatever you want to call it. I can't go back, and pretend this never happened. Just as you said. I need you two, more than anything. It just hurts, that it took this long to figure out..." He pauses for a moment, before sighing again. "To figure out, this is what's been coming, since filming in New Zealand."
Viggo nodded, staring into his empty coffee cup. Raking long fingers through his tangled hair, he looks up to Sean. "I know what you mean. I know exactly what you mean. I think this, spark? I'm not sure what you'd call it, but I think it's been there for the three of us. I think we passed it off as a good friendship, and tried to leave it at that. It does hurt, that it took what Orli went through to bring us together."
"Is it love?"
"Yeah, it is. For you?"
"Yes, it is."
"For us both?"
"Yeah, you?"
"Yeah."
"Good. So what now, Sean?"
"Hell if I know. I've never fallen for a guy, much less two before. I'm afraid I've only done the women thing, so this is quite new to me."
"Ahh, I've been with a few guys in my time. Nothing ever serious, but there have been a few."
"In your time? Viggo, you're only a year older than I am."
Soft chuckles, and a sly glance towards Sean. "Yeah, I know, but I knew it would get a reaction."
"Does it bother you, that Orli's so young compared to us?"
"No. Should it?"
"No. I thought it would be strange. Its not really."
The conversation was broken by a sound coming from the bedroom, followed by the soft footfalls approaching the kitchen. They both turned their heads, to watch a half asleep Orli, step in. His curly locks, sticking up all over the place.
Sean smiled, "Good Morning? Want some coffee? Neither of us can figure out what to make for breakfast."
Orli only managed to nod, before heading over to the coffee pot. Fumbling for a mug, he poured a cup of the dark liquid. Taking a few sips immediately, he walked over to the table, and sat down. He looked up sleepily at the two men.
"What have you two been talking about?"
"Us. The three of us," came the amazingly simple reply from Viggo.
Orli's eyes lifted in surprise. First he studied Viggo's face, and then moved onto Sean's. He was met with honest gazes, and smiles. He set down his coffee cup, and placed his hands in his lap.
"And?"
"We're keeping you, and we're keeping each other. We are not going to let you go, Orli. You're ours. Both of ours. We all belong to each other." Sean's eyes met Orli's as he spoke. The simple truth and honesty of the words, mirrored in his eyes.
Deep brown eyes opened wide, as the words sunk in. He looked between the two of them. Tears started again, as he trembled slightly. He knew they were telling the truth. Orli felt as if his heart would explode.
Sean moved over quickly, wrapping arms around Orli. "What's wrong? I... We..." He turned his gaze to Viggo, who just seemed to be smirking faintly.
It took a couple of moments, for Orli to be able to speak. He still trembled in Sean's arms, but he was calm despite the tears. "I, was just afraid that you wouldn't want me. I love you both. I have for so long, and I kept it hidden. I, just can't believe that I'm actually getting the both of you." His lips broke out into a beautiful smile, despite the tears. "I'm happy, Sean."
"Well, that explains Viggo's smirk."
Laughter from Viggo, as he sat there watching the two of them. Getting up he poured a fourth cup of coffee. "Sean's our own virgin. We're going to have to break him in slowly."
Orli's turn to smirk, as he looked up to Sean, and the blush that rose on his cheeks. "Really now? We'll take good care of you, Sean."
Sean just stood their blushing at their teasing. He moved away from Orli after a moment, looking over the cupboards again, searching for some sort of something to make breakfast. "Maybe we should just go out to eat."
There was a comfortable silence in the kitchen, as they contemplated going out to breakfast. The three trekked back to the bedroom to change. In about a half hour they were on the way to the car, and then off to a restaurant.
Orli sat in the back, his head pressed against the window, deep in thought. After an inner struggle with himself, he looked up and spoke very softly. "I want to see a doctor, and get tested. I want you both there though. I've resisted for so long, I've been so scared. I think I can face this with your help. I need to know."
Viggo, watched him in the rear view mirror for a few moments, nodding his agreement. "We won't leave your side, no matter what happens. You're quite stuck with us."
Sean's hands found Orli's somehow. It wasn't a comfortable position, but he held them for as long as Orli needed. "Anything to keep you from hurting like that again. We'll even hold your hands."
Orli nodded, keeping a hold of Sean's hands. He still kept his head pressed against the window, watching the scenery go by. "Thanks."
Breakfast was a leisurely affair. Orli didn't eat much again, though. That got twin frowns at him, causing him to giggle. "I don't eat much in the mornings?"
Viggo raised a brow, and shook his head. "Bullshit."
Sean blinked, and turned his gaze at Orli. "You pack away more than Vig and I, combined."
"I do not. Can't prove it."
They proceeded to tell Orli, every time he'd ate more than they had. A blush infused his cheeks, as he scooped up a spoonful of syrup, and sent it flying. How the sticky substance managed to hit Sean between the eyes, was a mystery. Green eyes widened in shock, as he came across the table to tackle the younger man. He began tickling him, as Orli fell over in giggles.
Viggo just watched with his usual detached coolness, a faint smirk curving his lips. He sipped his something like thirteenth cup of coffee. Shaking his at the antics, he stood quietly. "Gentlemen, if you're through, lets get out of here."
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The day was spent, finding a female doctor for Orli to go to. They actually got an appointment for the next day. They were promised total confidentiality. Orli looked very nervous, but he sat between the two older men. He knew they would take care of them.
Viggo spoke finally, after the appointment was made. "I should tell you all of what happened last night, and why it took so long. You said that you trusted me Orli, to tell those who needed to be told. I took your word for that last night.
Orli tensed slightly, his eyes closing. He leaned into Viggo's shoulder, feeling their arms around him again. "Yes, I did, and I meant it."
"After we took care of Harry and Grayson, Rudy held them down. I called everyone in our extended family, with Harry listening. I told them everything. I called Ian first, then John, Dom, Billy, Elijah, and Sean Astin. Then I called your mom, and Atti. I told the others of our fellowship everything. With your mom and Atti, I gave them vague details. I promised them all, when you were ready, you would call them and tell them in person. Harry has no power over you any more. None.
Orli looked up and nodded. He knew this had to be done, but suddenly, it wasn't so hard. Not any more. He was loved, and cared for. Everyone, had a right to know. "I'll start calling all of them now. Wake them up if I have to. Even my mom. It's time. I've hid long enough." He stood gracefully, and moved into their shared bedroom, closing the door.
Several hours later, Orli stepped out of the room. He found Vig and Sean, sitting on the couch. Orli looked like a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Moving to the couch, he flops across both of them, with an impish grin.
"I called them all, and mom made me promise to call her after I get the results from the doctors. Everyone was so supportive. I feel so stupid for hiding it for so long."
"You were scared, no one blames you." Long fingers, with paint splatters found his way through Orli's hair.
Sean's hands started slowly moving towards Orli's feet. It was noticed though, feet jerked away, and somehow tucked under Viggo's hip. Sean just started laughing softly.
The night passed with a quiet supper, some tv watching, and a lot of cuddling. The next day dawned too soon. It found them in the doctors office, not long after the sun rose. They were given a private waiting room, until the doctor was ready to see them.
The nurse was more than a little surprised when she called Orlando. He stood up and grabbed a hand of both of the men waiting with him. He led them, as he followed her to the examining room. She gave him one of the stupid gowns, and told him to change into it. That she'd be back in a few moments to get his weight, and ask basic questions.
She came back to find Orlando dressed in the gown, it was tied securely around him. Taking is weight, she frowned. "He's about 10 pounds under the right weight for his height."
Viggo spoke softly, "We're working on that. He's gained a lot back already."
The nurse nodded and made a few notes. She asked a few basic questions, and then left the room. "The doctor will be in, in a few moments."
A soft knock, followed by an older woman, who stepped in. She was surprised to find the three men there. A tall blonde was standing by the window, The man in the gown was sitting across the lap of a dark haired man. He was sitting on her stool, his back against the wall. The curly headed man, had his head on his shoulder. She didn't miss the bruises and cuts, on the older mans face and hands.
"I'm Dr. Jensen. Why are you here today, Mr. Bloom?
The man swallowed, and felt Viggo's arms tighten around him. "I was used as a toy for a couple of men, I was raped.." Another deep swallow, his voice becoming close to a whisper. "Probably thirty or forty times, over the past three years. I need checked out, and tested."
The doctors eyes widened, and her gaze moved to the other two men, studying them. The blonde started laughing, and shook his head. The one holding Orlando, looked to her.
"Not us, We're his support team. I look like this, because last night, I beat the shit out of the two, who forced him to do these things. Well I beat up one. A friend of ours beat up the other. They won't be coming near him again."
Dr. Jensen smiled nervously, and shook her head. "Forgive me. I guess I've become suspicious over the years in this job."
Viggo smiled, "No problem, I'd probably react the same way. It just means, you care for your patients."
She gave a grateful smile, then turned to Orlando. "Have you been checked out, before?"
"No, not since it started. I... was too scared."
"Its understandable, but you probably should have been before now. Can you come up and hop onto the table for me?"
Before Orlando could move, Viggo stood up smoothly and carried him to the table. He set him down carefully, and then took one of his hands. Sean followed over and moved behind the table, setting one hand against Orlando's back.
"Your name sounds familiar, Mr. Bloom. I have no idea why though."
Orli blushed, and ducked his head. "I played the Elf, Legolas, in Lord of the Rings. This is Aragorn, and that's Boromir."
"Ohhh!" Her eyes widened. "Now I feel like an Idiot." Sighing softly, she shakes her head.
Orli just gave her one of those, melt your heart smiles. "We don't think you're an Idiot. Thank you for being so concerned about me. I've got scars all over my body, from things they did." His smile faltered, and he lowered his head.
"I should look you over, completely then."
A small nod. Sean helped him untie the gown, and Viggo helped him out of it. Over the next half hour, they went over every scar, and what caused it. The doctor's brown knitted in concern. Orli's partial tale was heartbreaking. Its obvious he's a vibrant young man. She was also glad that Sean and Viggo were there. They kept the younger man calm.
This was followed by a rectal exam. His body was tense, but his hands were held tightly. Soft soothing words were spoken in danish. Sean played with his hair.
"He has some light scar tissue back here. Its not too bad. It might cause him some light pain, if he's too tense. Otherwise, it shouldn't be too much of a problem."
This was followed by the blood work. It has Orli muttering something about vampires, as four vials were taken. The doctor kept note that through the whole thing, the two men never moved from his side.
"Some results will be back in a few days. When was the last rape?"
"About six, or seven months ago," was the quiet reply.
"Well for the AIDS testing, we can have some initial results, but you'll have to get tested regularly for the next few years. You can get dressed again. We'll be giving you a call in a few days. I think, though you should consider seeing a psychologist."
"I think I have the best psychologists in the world." Orli looked up at Sean and Viggo, with a small smile. "But I know, I shouldn't pile all of this on them. I'll think about it.
A soft smile from the doctor. "I can see they are. Do you have an problems sleeping?"
"No, not any more."
"Good, then unless the test results turn up something, you're free to go. I don't think we need a follow up appointment, unless we find something."
"Thank you, Dr. Jensen. I appreciate your help today."
"You're welcome. Viggo, hop up on that table."
Viggo looked surprised, and shook his head. "I'm perfectly fine."
Dr. Jensen, put her hands on her hips. "NOW!"
Orli started laughing, as he re-dressed. Sean grabbed Vig's shoulders and pushed him onto the table. Viggo's eyes were wide.
"But... but... Sean killed me with the alcohol!"
Sean smirked, keeping his hands on Viggo's shoulders. Orli was giggling hard now. "I warned you, Viggo!"
Viggo muttered darkly, as Sean just grinned. Dr. Jensen, started looking over his face. She lightly ran her hand over his cuts and bruises. Checking his jaw to make sure that it wasn't broken. Once satisfied that his face was ok, she turned to his hand.
He'd been able to hide his hands for most of the day. One hand was swollen, and he couldn't move it. She pressed down on it, feeling him wince. Frowning she began examining it closer.
"I want this hand X-rayed. I'm pretty positive that its broken."
Orli winced, and closed his eyes. "Viggo..."
"I'm ok, Orli. I promise."
Viggo was whisked to the X-ray. Sean sat down on the stool, pushing it back against the wall again. Taking Orli's hand, he pulled him down onto his lap. Holding him much as Viggo did earlier, his hands rubbing Orli's back.
Dr. Jensen and Viggo, found Sean and Orli, like that a half hour later. She led Viggo back to the table, as a nurse came in handing her some packages. She began removing things and sat them on a near by table.
Viggo just scowled at her, as she splinted his hand, and secured it with gauze and ace bandages. "I won't be able to paint with this thing on."
"Your hand also won't heal right without it."
That got her another scowl, as Sean and Orli watched them. She filled out two forms, and then passed one to Viggo and one to Orli to sign. Then she gave them, a brilliant smile. "You guy's can go now. If you have any strange problems, Mr. Bloom, just let me know alright? You too Viggo, and if not, I'll be seeing you in a few weeks for your hand"
Sean grinned, "You can bet we will. Thanks for all of your help, and I know we took up a lot of your time. It's very appreciated."
With their good-byes, the nurse led them out the back door, because the office was far busier now. They left to go get lunch. Viggo was scowling as he tried to eat with his left hand. Orli and Sean, just grinned at him.
Part 6
