Chapter Elven (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!)
"Why?" I demanded of him. "Why should I stop? It's not like anyone's losing anything."
"I'm so sorry," he said, his voice in a whisper I almost couldn't hear. His blue eyes were ignited with a fire I had never seen before. I stared into those eyes, and grief overtook me. I collapsed, sobbing. He bent down on his knees, and lifted my hand gently in both hands. "I," he said, "would be loosing my dearest treasure." He kissed my hand softly, and then picked me up.
"Let me escort you to your room then." He said with a smile, although I didn't hear him. I was fast asleep.
* Three hours later *
I woke up, and my first thought was "My mother!" my second thought was of how sweet Frodo looked, sitting fast asleep in his chair. I crept quietly out of my bed, and peeked around the corner. There was a note of the living room table, and no mother to be found.
"Your mother came about two hours ago," Frodo said, creeping up behind me.
"Frodo! Don't do that!" I said, hugging him. He returned my hug, and then held my head up. He smiled. "I'm so sorry I left," he said, his eyes full of love. "I realized my mistake as soon as I left, and came here invisible. I didn't want you to do anything rash, but I also wanted to give you some time."
"I know," I said, afraid that saying anything else would make me break down again. I composed myself. "And I love you. I just can't promise anything of that magnitude, not yet." He smiled. "I understand," he cooed. "And I'm fine with that. I just, well, was out of myself for a second there."
I smiled, and went to read the note my mother had left.
Dear Leah,
I'm sorry to leave you, but I didn't want to wake you.
"Why?" I demanded of him. "Why should I stop? It's not like anyone's losing anything."
"I'm so sorry," he said, his voice in a whisper I almost couldn't hear. His blue eyes were ignited with a fire I had never seen before. I stared into those eyes, and grief overtook me. I collapsed, sobbing. He bent down on his knees, and lifted my hand gently in both hands. "I," he said, "would be loosing my dearest treasure." He kissed my hand softly, and then picked me up.
"Let me escort you to your room then." He said with a smile, although I didn't hear him. I was fast asleep.
* Three hours later *
I woke up, and my first thought was "My mother!" my second thought was of how sweet Frodo looked, sitting fast asleep in his chair. I crept quietly out of my bed, and peeked around the corner. There was a note of the living room table, and no mother to be found.
"Your mother came about two hours ago," Frodo said, creeping up behind me.
"Frodo! Don't do that!" I said, hugging him. He returned my hug, and then held my head up. He smiled. "I'm so sorry I left," he said, his eyes full of love. "I realized my mistake as soon as I left, and came here invisible. I didn't want you to do anything rash, but I also wanted to give you some time."
"I know," I said, afraid that saying anything else would make me break down again. I composed myself. "And I love you. I just can't promise anything of that magnitude, not yet." He smiled. "I understand," he cooed. "And I'm fine with that. I just, well, was out of myself for a second there."
I smiled, and went to read the note my mother had left.
Dear Leah,
I'm sorry to leave you, but I didn't want to wake you.