Wow. Here is another chapter. I know it took me forever to update, but I have no excuse. I could say that is was busy with homework, but I never start my homework before 8 and most the time I don't even do my homework. So without further delay, here is the next chapter, which is a lot different from the rest. There is a twist in the story.

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            "Pippin! No Pippin, don't do it!" Merry screamed at the top of his lungs, but in the end he knew it was useless. Pippin had thrown himself over the cliff and Merry was too late. He would never get to tell Pippin how much he really meant to him, nor would he get a chance to explain why he had been so mean to him all this time. He was the reason why Pippin had done this. It was his fault.

            "Pippin, I am so sorry for everything. It is all my fault. If I hadn't been so mean to you all this time, you wouldn't have jumped. Now you are gone and you will never know." Merry sobbed, leaning down next to the cliff.

            "M..M..Merry?" A tiny voice said. "I..I..Is that you?" It studdered.

            "Pip! Oh thank the Valor you're alive!" Merry exclaimed.

            "But I don't want to be." Pippin said, his voice was but a whisper.

            Those words rang through Merry's head as he sat in the forest. Even though it had been years since Pippin had tried to kill himself and Merry was the only one who knew about it, that day still haunted him. Now, these many years later, Merry was beginning to think that Pippin's happiness was mainly a cover. But, no. Pippin was truly happy and energetic. There was no denying that. The quest was just too much for him.

            "Merry, what is wrong?" Frodo questioned, seeing that something was bothering Merry.

            "You wouldn't understand." Merry replied rather harsh.

            "Fine then, I will just leave you to brood over something that probably is nothing. So what if it ends up your death." Frodo snapped back.

            "Please don't say death. First Pippin and then Gandalf. I can't stand hearing anymore about death." Merry said, getting a little angry.

            "What do you mean Pippin? He is right here with us, sitting over by the tree." Frodo asked, a little confused.

            "It happened a long time ago. No one else knows. It was my fault." Merry replied gravely.

            "I don't have a clue what you are talking about, but since you don't want to talk about it, I will leave you alone. Just remember, I always have an ear set aside for you." Frodo said, standing up and walking over to Sam.

            Merry sat alone watching Pippin for a few minutes, then walked over to where Legolas was. Merry knew what was troubling Pippin, but he had no idea what to do about it.

            Pippin sat alone, his back against a tree. So much had happened in his life. He was always getting into trouble, and getting everyone else into trouble also. A lot of things were his fault. Merry's broken arm, Merry getting grounded all the time, Merry getting lost, were some things that were his fault. Mostly, Gandalf was his fault. If he hadn't of knocked the skeleton into the well, then the orcs and the Balrog wouldn't have come and Gandalf wouldn't have died. If he hadn't gone on the quest to begin with, the fellowship would have gotten along better. He was just a pest, getting in everyone's way and bothering them. If he would have succeeded in killing himself long ago, things would have been better for he and Merry, and everyone else for that matter. He was a pest and his life didn't matter.

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Ta-da! I'm done with this chapter. I think it was pretty bad and maybe I shouldn't have made the last chapters flashbacks, but I had to try it. If no one likes it, I can redo this chapter. Give me feedback please!