~* Chapter 4: Forgiving and a Proposal. *~
Rosie paced through her hobbit-hole, thinking about Sarah and Sam. She really COULD destroy Sarah's love for Sam, but then she'd feel bad. And Sarah's feelings would be hurt, too. Rosie didn't want to hurt Sarah, but she just loved Sam so very much. Maybe even TOO much. And, anyway, if she DID try and hurt Sarah, Sam would be hurt, and then he might not like Rosie anymore, even as a friend.
"Maybe I should just go over to Sarah's and apologize to her. Then I could apologize to Sam, also, and no one's feelings would be hurt," Rosie murmured to herself.
But before she could head out the round pink door, there was a knock. Rosie hurried to the door and opened it to find Sarah standing there, a tiny smile on her lips. Rosie smiled too, faintly.
"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about yesterday, Rosie," Sarah said nervously. "I acted like a jerk, and I'm sorry. I hope you'll accept my apology."
"I forgive you," said Rosie. "But, you know, Sam really WAS my boyfriend awhile ago."
"Really?" asked Sarah, shocked. "When was this?"
"Last year sometime," answered Rosie. "We broke up because Sam said I was 'too clingy' or something like that."
"Oh," said Sarah, nodding slowly. "You thought Sam would never meet someone else, so you got jealous of me because I'm going out with Sam."
"Right," said Rosie. "Plus, I always thought Sam would be mine, even after we broke up."
"I can understand that. After all, I used to have the BIGGEST crush on Merry, and I was DEVASTATED when he and Dottie Proudfoot hooked up," Sarah said.
"I've got to go, Rosie," Sarah said. "I was on my way over to Sam's."
"Can I come with you?" asked Rosie. "I need to apologize to him, too."
Sarah smiled. "Sure, Rosie," she said.
The two friends headed towards Bagshot Row. On the way, they ran into Frodo. He was bringing some flowers to Sam, plus Sam's gardening shears, so he joined them. When the trio got to Sam's, Rosie knocked three times on the round door. Sam peeked around the door to see who his callers were.
"Can you linger a few minutes?" asked Sam. "I just stepped out of the bath and have naught but a towel and skin on."
After Sam closed the door, Sarah and Rosie dissolved into a fit of giggles, while Frodo raised his eyebrows at them.
"Personally, I don't see just what is so funny about that," said Frodo. "We all take baths."
"Well, I see what you mean," said Rosie. Sarah nodded her head in agreement.
At that moment, Sam came backed, pink-cheeked but fully dressed, and said, "Now. What is going on?"
"First of all, Sam, I'd like to apologize for what I said about not speaking to you again," said Rosie. "I was angry and jealous of Sarah, and when you feel like I did, you tend to do and say things that you regret."
"Oh, it's ok, I forgive you," Sam replied.
"Second of all, here are the gardening shears that you left over at my place the other day, as well as some beautiful white carnations," said Frodo, handing the items to Sam.
"Last but not least," Sarah said, "you wanted to ask me something?"
"Yes. Yes I did," Sam said, blushing deeply.
"What is it, Sam?" Sarah asked curiously.
"Well, can you hold on for a minute?" asked Sam.
"I guess," Sarah said uncertainly.
When Sam returned with the mystery item, he took Sarah's hand and said, "Sarah Took, will you marry me?"
He held up the object for all to see. It was a ring, a ring with a sapphire in the center of the band. Sarah gasped.
"Yes, Sam. I'd be glad to marry you," Sarah replied, her face like a too ripe plum.
Sam slid the engagement ring onto Sarah's finger and leaned in to kiss her lips softly. Sarah broke the kiss and hugged Sam very tightly. He stroked her hair soothingly.
After that Sarah, Rosie, and Frodo said their good-byes and left.
~*Yay! Another chapter done! Just to let you know, chapter five is the final chapter. You have nothing to fear because I'm going to write a sequel. It'll be called "Forever Yours." *~
Rosie paced through her hobbit-hole, thinking about Sarah and Sam. She really COULD destroy Sarah's love for Sam, but then she'd feel bad. And Sarah's feelings would be hurt, too. Rosie didn't want to hurt Sarah, but she just loved Sam so very much. Maybe even TOO much. And, anyway, if she DID try and hurt Sarah, Sam would be hurt, and then he might not like Rosie anymore, even as a friend.
"Maybe I should just go over to Sarah's and apologize to her. Then I could apologize to Sam, also, and no one's feelings would be hurt," Rosie murmured to herself.
But before she could head out the round pink door, there was a knock. Rosie hurried to the door and opened it to find Sarah standing there, a tiny smile on her lips. Rosie smiled too, faintly.
"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about yesterday, Rosie," Sarah said nervously. "I acted like a jerk, and I'm sorry. I hope you'll accept my apology."
"I forgive you," said Rosie. "But, you know, Sam really WAS my boyfriend awhile ago."
"Really?" asked Sarah, shocked. "When was this?"
"Last year sometime," answered Rosie. "We broke up because Sam said I was 'too clingy' or something like that."
"Oh," said Sarah, nodding slowly. "You thought Sam would never meet someone else, so you got jealous of me because I'm going out with Sam."
"Right," said Rosie. "Plus, I always thought Sam would be mine, even after we broke up."
"I can understand that. After all, I used to have the BIGGEST crush on Merry, and I was DEVASTATED when he and Dottie Proudfoot hooked up," Sarah said.
"I've got to go, Rosie," Sarah said. "I was on my way over to Sam's."
"Can I come with you?" asked Rosie. "I need to apologize to him, too."
Sarah smiled. "Sure, Rosie," she said.
The two friends headed towards Bagshot Row. On the way, they ran into Frodo. He was bringing some flowers to Sam, plus Sam's gardening shears, so he joined them. When the trio got to Sam's, Rosie knocked three times on the round door. Sam peeked around the door to see who his callers were.
"Can you linger a few minutes?" asked Sam. "I just stepped out of the bath and have naught but a towel and skin on."
After Sam closed the door, Sarah and Rosie dissolved into a fit of giggles, while Frodo raised his eyebrows at them.
"Personally, I don't see just what is so funny about that," said Frodo. "We all take baths."
"Well, I see what you mean," said Rosie. Sarah nodded her head in agreement.
At that moment, Sam came backed, pink-cheeked but fully dressed, and said, "Now. What is going on?"
"First of all, Sam, I'd like to apologize for what I said about not speaking to you again," said Rosie. "I was angry and jealous of Sarah, and when you feel like I did, you tend to do and say things that you regret."
"Oh, it's ok, I forgive you," Sam replied.
"Second of all, here are the gardening shears that you left over at my place the other day, as well as some beautiful white carnations," said Frodo, handing the items to Sam.
"Last but not least," Sarah said, "you wanted to ask me something?"
"Yes. Yes I did," Sam said, blushing deeply.
"What is it, Sam?" Sarah asked curiously.
"Well, can you hold on for a minute?" asked Sam.
"I guess," Sarah said uncertainly.
When Sam returned with the mystery item, he took Sarah's hand and said, "Sarah Took, will you marry me?"
He held up the object for all to see. It was a ring, a ring with a sapphire in the center of the band. Sarah gasped.
"Yes, Sam. I'd be glad to marry you," Sarah replied, her face like a too ripe plum.
Sam slid the engagement ring onto Sarah's finger and leaned in to kiss her lips softly. Sarah broke the kiss and hugged Sam very tightly. He stroked her hair soothingly.
After that Sarah, Rosie, and Frodo said their good-byes and left.
~*Yay! Another chapter done! Just to let you know, chapter five is the final chapter. You have nothing to fear because I'm going to write a sequel. It'll be called "Forever Yours." *~