Weight Of The World
Chapter 7 :: The End of All Things
Disclaimer :: Evanescence owns "My Immortal" & Saliva owns my new title
Reviews :: Morwen Eleniel - i understand exactly what your saying, but i didn't write this story to be different or special. i just wanted to write a fic (yes, it just had to have several mary-sue qualities, but i mean what are you gonna do about it with a plot like that) about a girl who lands in middle earth, falls in love with merry, and follows the fellowship all over ME. some plot, huh. but thanks anyways for the review because it was very understanding and gave me a brand new look on LOTR fanfiction :D
ybnrml2oo5 - haha oh god, i'll have chem homework next year. my sister's goin through that now and she hates it! anyways, thanks for the review!
Shadow Faerie of Twilight - haha hmm kiss might be soon, might be later! keep reading to find out!
Creepy-Gollum - suspense.. suspense.. hmmm lol. it does need suspense...
Author's Note : oki.. years later I return! Hah, and you thought I was gone. Sorry to spoil your fun! Lol. Soo I changed my title so please don't be confused, and I've also taken an obsession with putting songs in fics so if it starts to annoy you please tell me so I can get a nice round number of how many people im pissing off. No really, I just have exams next week and im spazzing out. So this should be my last update until june!!! Which really isn't too bad considering the fact that I ditched you guys for a whole month.. actually tomorrow it will be a whole month. Doesn't that bother you when people do that? I hate it! I can't believe I'm one of them. Lol.
>>>>>>>
The fading sun filtered through the leaves bathing everything in a deep gold. Caroline sat on a moss covered stone bench in the beautiful wood of Rivendell. She leaned back against a tree comtemplating what had just happened.
I flashback I
Pippin and Merry began to clap. "That was great." Pippin remarked to her attempt at a song she loved.
"Brilliant." Merry agreed. She knew that Merry was supposed to kiss her now. But, she just couldn't bring herself to do it. So many emotions were flooding through her person at that moment and she just couldn't handle the pressure. This happened a lot at home. She would seek solitude.. listen to music.. sleep.. do anything to make the pressure that was weighing her down go away. She had to get out of Frodo's room.
"I have to go." She said quickly then tried to leave but Pippin blocked her way.
"You're leaving? Why?"
"I need to just be by myself right now. Please move Pippin."
"But you never gave Merry his kiss!"
"He, actually, was supposed to give me this kiss, but not now." She tried to get around Pippin but he moved with her. "Look. I don't feel that good! I need to get out of this room!" She practically shouted. Pippin looked confusedly at her but didn't move the next time she stepped around him.
I I I
"What's gotten into her?" Sam jumped off his stool. Pippin thought for a moment then snapped his fingers.
"I bet she's hungry." Merry shook his head.
"She's not hungry, Pip. I think she's sad."
"Sad?" Sam and Pippin said together.
"Yes. Now if you please, stay here until I come back."
I end flashback and other thing that can't be classified as a flashback I
Caroline sighed. They probably thought she was crazy by now. Back home, one of her friends said she was mentally depressed since she acted that way whenever things got too tense. Of course, now there weren't any ways to escape from mixed emotions she felt. Then the tears started to fall.
She couldn't stop it; couldn't control it. All the pain was flowing out of her through these tears. All the anger for storming out of the room so quickly, the frustration at not protecting Frodo, the sadness for what she knew lay in the future, homesickness for her family. Suddenly a voice interuppted her silent sobs.
"Caroline?" She held her breath. It was Merry. "Are you okay? You seem so sad."
"No, actually i'm practically bursting with joy." She remarked sarcastically as she wiped her face on her sleeve. Then she noticed she was still wearing her backpack. "My backpack.." She whispered.
"Is there anything I can do to help? We could talk, I could try to make you laugh, touchy-feely, bring Pippin out..." But Caroline wasn't listening. "Ah, hello?"
"I know!" She unzipped her bag.
"What is that?" He asked in awe as she pulled a battered notebook out of her bag and a pen. "
"This, is my journal."
"What's a journal?" He inched closer to her as she opened it and began turning the crinkled pages.
"I write stuff in it, ah like random stuff. I've been working on a poem type thing and it's nearly finished. Want to hear it?"
"Of course!" He sat down on the bench next to her.
"Ok, promise not to laugh,"
"You thought I would laugh at your song but it was beautiful! What makes you think I would laugh at your, ah, what did you call it?" Caroline smiled and shook her head.
"I'm so tired of being here, surpressed by all my childhood fears, and if you have to leave, i wish that you would just leave, cause your presence still lingers here and it won't leave me alone." She glanced apprehensively at Merry.
"Go on!" She exhaled loudly.
"Ok. These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real, there's just too much that time cannot erase, when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears, when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears, i held your hand through all of these years, but you still have.. all of me." Once more she looked at him. He nodded encouragingly and smiled.
"You used to captivate me by your resonating mind, now i'm bound by the life you left behind, your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams, your voice has chased away all the sanity in me. Merry gave her a half smile. She continued a bit discouraged.
"These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real, when you cried i'd wipe away all your tears, when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears, i held your hand through all of these years, but you still have all of me." He suddenly became interested with a leaf crushed under his foot.
"Well? How was it? You don't seem like you like it. But please, be honest."
"Ah, it's, um,"
"It's okay if you don't like it."
"A tad bit depressing, don't you think?"
"Oh. Well yes. I mean, I write like I feel."
"And you feel like that?" Merry locked eyes with her.
"I..I.. Yes."
"Why?" He asked softly as he brushed some stray strands of hair out of her face. She felt her face grow hot.
"Life's been hard on me lately." Caroline quickly glanced nervously at Merry's hand which was gently caressing the side of her face.
"How?" His voice was a bare whisper. He began to lean in when she stood up quickly.
"Oh look my bag fell." She exclaimed as her bag slipped off her lap and hit the ground. She quickly walked to the other side of the small clearing, which, unfortunately, was about three feet from where Merry sat. He blinked several times then seemed to 'come to his senses'.
"I can help." He leapt off the bench and began picking up wads of paper and other miscellaneous things.
"No, it's not neces-"
"What's this?" Merry held up a small ivory rectangle with a wire coming out of one side.
"Ah. You've found my iPod."
"A Pod? Where do you get these odd contraptions?"
"Rich grandmothers."
"Oh." He tried to hand it back to her.
"Don't you want to see what it does?"
"Er.." Caroline reached over the bag and placed silver headphones on Merry's head. He looked apprehensivly at them. She took the iPod from the Hobbit's hand and turned it on. Merry jumped slightly as soft music filled his ears.
"Can you hear it?" Caroline asked in a surprisingly quiet voice.
"YES." Merry tried to talk over the music so she could hear him. She waved her hand in the air.
"You don't have to shout! I can't hear that music at all."
"Oh." Slowly he pulled the headphones off his head. "Here. Thanks." She placed them around her own head.
"You don't like it do you?"
"Well, it's ah, different. What was that I was hearing?"
"Uh," Merry had in fact been listening to 'The Lord of the Rings' soundtrack but Caroline couldn't say that now could she? "Howard Shore. Very good musician."
"Oh." Caroline shouldered her backpack and the two began to walk back to the house. As they walked Merry kept stealing glances at the curious pod thing.
"Why don't you hold it." She thrust the object in his hands. He held it gingerly and stared at the screen. Little words were flying across the top and number were changing everywhere.
"What is this?"
"It plays music. Pick something."
"Ok.." He ran his fingers over the smooth surface until he realiezd the small white circle worked the controls. Suddenly a harsh noise came from the headphones and Caroline quickly batted them off her ears.
"Geezus! What do you have the volume at?" Frowning she snatched the iPod from Merry. "Hmm." As she contemplated the iPod she didn't realize the hole in front of her... "Woah!" Her stomache jumped into her mouth as she began a sharp descent.
"Caroline? Caroline!" Merry peered into the hole she had just fallen into. There was no sign of her, save a dying yell..
"Merry!!!!!!"
l l l
l oof! l Caroline hit the ground with a sickening thud.
"What the hell was that?" She opened her eyes to see a patch of dying green grass under her. Trees surrounded the clearing. Caroline looked up expecting to see a hole of some sort, but only the grey-blue sky greeted her. "What?" With a low rumble of thunder she stood up. Turning and searching her surroundings for a sign of Merry.. or the woods of Rivendell..
Light rain began to shower down on her. It mingled with the warm summer air creating a pleasant mist. Caroline began to walk through the trees. Faster, faster, until she saw a hill up ahead. She started to run - until she stopped at the very top. The dull roar of the highway reached her ears. Cars sped by on the beige pavement below the bluff at which she stood.
"Crap."
"Hey you!" A voice from behind her called out. Caroline turned around to see a boy not much older than her pointing at her. "You're that girl they're looking for!"
"Huh?" The boy started walking closer. As he got closer Caroline couldn't help but think she'd seen him somewhere..
"Aren't you?"
"Who's looking for me?"
"The.. Watson family I think. And the police. They're all over the place! Lucky I found you. You are Caroline Watson, right?" She nodded. "Sweet. Follow me." Numbly she followed him back into the woods. "I'm Dominic by the way. Dominic O'Reilly." Caroline didn't say anything. Something was seriously wrong. Either she was unconscious somewhere in Middle Earth.. or she really went back to the real world. Plus this guy was all too familiar. His hair was slighly curly and light brown. He was a bit taller than her, but she had always been short.
"Wait a second..." Dominic turned to look quizzically at her. "Merry?"
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author's note :: here we go, the thing i hate to do most. but this story was going down, all of you can say that, my writing started getting crappy and everything just wasn't turning out the way i wanted it too. plus working on three fics at once isn't easy. so i'm letting this one go here, though i'm sure i'll be back once im done with my mehs fic. sorry for any inconvinence but it was fun writing this for a while. to cheer you up go read this short, Troy based fic : story id = 1867837 go read it and console yourself. jk. its not sad at all XD
Chapter 7 :: The End of All Things
Disclaimer :: Evanescence owns "My Immortal" & Saliva owns my new title
Reviews :: Morwen Eleniel - i understand exactly what your saying, but i didn't write this story to be different or special. i just wanted to write a fic (yes, it just had to have several mary-sue qualities, but i mean what are you gonna do about it with a plot like that) about a girl who lands in middle earth, falls in love with merry, and follows the fellowship all over ME. some plot, huh. but thanks anyways for the review because it was very understanding and gave me a brand new look on LOTR fanfiction :D
ybnrml2oo5 - haha oh god, i'll have chem homework next year. my sister's goin through that now and she hates it! anyways, thanks for the review!
Shadow Faerie of Twilight - haha hmm kiss might be soon, might be later! keep reading to find out!
Creepy-Gollum - suspense.. suspense.. hmmm lol. it does need suspense...
Author's Note : oki.. years later I return! Hah, and you thought I was gone. Sorry to spoil your fun! Lol. Soo I changed my title so please don't be confused, and I've also taken an obsession with putting songs in fics so if it starts to annoy you please tell me so I can get a nice round number of how many people im pissing off. No really, I just have exams next week and im spazzing out. So this should be my last update until june!!! Which really isn't too bad considering the fact that I ditched you guys for a whole month.. actually tomorrow it will be a whole month. Doesn't that bother you when people do that? I hate it! I can't believe I'm one of them. Lol.
>>>>>>>
The fading sun filtered through the leaves bathing everything in a deep gold. Caroline sat on a moss covered stone bench in the beautiful wood of Rivendell. She leaned back against a tree comtemplating what had just happened.
I flashback I
Pippin and Merry began to clap. "That was great." Pippin remarked to her attempt at a song she loved.
"Brilliant." Merry agreed. She knew that Merry was supposed to kiss her now. But, she just couldn't bring herself to do it. So many emotions were flooding through her person at that moment and she just couldn't handle the pressure. This happened a lot at home. She would seek solitude.. listen to music.. sleep.. do anything to make the pressure that was weighing her down go away. She had to get out of Frodo's room.
"I have to go." She said quickly then tried to leave but Pippin blocked her way.
"You're leaving? Why?"
"I need to just be by myself right now. Please move Pippin."
"But you never gave Merry his kiss!"
"He, actually, was supposed to give me this kiss, but not now." She tried to get around Pippin but he moved with her. "Look. I don't feel that good! I need to get out of this room!" She practically shouted. Pippin looked confusedly at her but didn't move the next time she stepped around him.
I I I
"What's gotten into her?" Sam jumped off his stool. Pippin thought for a moment then snapped his fingers.
"I bet she's hungry." Merry shook his head.
"She's not hungry, Pip. I think she's sad."
"Sad?" Sam and Pippin said together.
"Yes. Now if you please, stay here until I come back."
I end flashback and other thing that can't be classified as a flashback I
Caroline sighed. They probably thought she was crazy by now. Back home, one of her friends said she was mentally depressed since she acted that way whenever things got too tense. Of course, now there weren't any ways to escape from mixed emotions she felt. Then the tears started to fall.
She couldn't stop it; couldn't control it. All the pain was flowing out of her through these tears. All the anger for storming out of the room so quickly, the frustration at not protecting Frodo, the sadness for what she knew lay in the future, homesickness for her family. Suddenly a voice interuppted her silent sobs.
"Caroline?" She held her breath. It was Merry. "Are you okay? You seem so sad."
"No, actually i'm practically bursting with joy." She remarked sarcastically as she wiped her face on her sleeve. Then she noticed she was still wearing her backpack. "My backpack.." She whispered.
"Is there anything I can do to help? We could talk, I could try to make you laugh, touchy-feely, bring Pippin out..." But Caroline wasn't listening. "Ah, hello?"
"I know!" She unzipped her bag.
"What is that?" He asked in awe as she pulled a battered notebook out of her bag and a pen. "
"This, is my journal."
"What's a journal?" He inched closer to her as she opened it and began turning the crinkled pages.
"I write stuff in it, ah like random stuff. I've been working on a poem type thing and it's nearly finished. Want to hear it?"
"Of course!" He sat down on the bench next to her.
"Ok, promise not to laugh,"
"You thought I would laugh at your song but it was beautiful! What makes you think I would laugh at your, ah, what did you call it?" Caroline smiled and shook her head.
"I'm so tired of being here, surpressed by all my childhood fears, and if you have to leave, i wish that you would just leave, cause your presence still lingers here and it won't leave me alone." She glanced apprehensively at Merry.
"Go on!" She exhaled loudly.
"Ok. These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real, there's just too much that time cannot erase, when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears, when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears, i held your hand through all of these years, but you still have.. all of me." Once more she looked at him. He nodded encouragingly and smiled.
"You used to captivate me by your resonating mind, now i'm bound by the life you left behind, your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams, your voice has chased away all the sanity in me. Merry gave her a half smile. She continued a bit discouraged.
"These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real, when you cried i'd wipe away all your tears, when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears, i held your hand through all of these years, but you still have all of me." He suddenly became interested with a leaf crushed under his foot.
"Well? How was it? You don't seem like you like it. But please, be honest."
"Ah, it's, um,"
"It's okay if you don't like it."
"A tad bit depressing, don't you think?"
"Oh. Well yes. I mean, I write like I feel."
"And you feel like that?" Merry locked eyes with her.
"I..I.. Yes."
"Why?" He asked softly as he brushed some stray strands of hair out of her face. She felt her face grow hot.
"Life's been hard on me lately." Caroline quickly glanced nervously at Merry's hand which was gently caressing the side of her face.
"How?" His voice was a bare whisper. He began to lean in when she stood up quickly.
"Oh look my bag fell." She exclaimed as her bag slipped off her lap and hit the ground. She quickly walked to the other side of the small clearing, which, unfortunately, was about three feet from where Merry sat. He blinked several times then seemed to 'come to his senses'.
"I can help." He leapt off the bench and began picking up wads of paper and other miscellaneous things.
"No, it's not neces-"
"What's this?" Merry held up a small ivory rectangle with a wire coming out of one side.
"Ah. You've found my iPod."
"A Pod? Where do you get these odd contraptions?"
"Rich grandmothers."
"Oh." He tried to hand it back to her.
"Don't you want to see what it does?"
"Er.." Caroline reached over the bag and placed silver headphones on Merry's head. He looked apprehensivly at them. She took the iPod from the Hobbit's hand and turned it on. Merry jumped slightly as soft music filled his ears.
"Can you hear it?" Caroline asked in a surprisingly quiet voice.
"YES." Merry tried to talk over the music so she could hear him. She waved her hand in the air.
"You don't have to shout! I can't hear that music at all."
"Oh." Slowly he pulled the headphones off his head. "Here. Thanks." She placed them around her own head.
"You don't like it do you?"
"Well, it's ah, different. What was that I was hearing?"
"Uh," Merry had in fact been listening to 'The Lord of the Rings' soundtrack but Caroline couldn't say that now could she? "Howard Shore. Very good musician."
"Oh." Caroline shouldered her backpack and the two began to walk back to the house. As they walked Merry kept stealing glances at the curious pod thing.
"Why don't you hold it." She thrust the object in his hands. He held it gingerly and stared at the screen. Little words were flying across the top and number were changing everywhere.
"What is this?"
"It plays music. Pick something."
"Ok.." He ran his fingers over the smooth surface until he realiezd the small white circle worked the controls. Suddenly a harsh noise came from the headphones and Caroline quickly batted them off her ears.
"Geezus! What do you have the volume at?" Frowning she snatched the iPod from Merry. "Hmm." As she contemplated the iPod she didn't realize the hole in front of her... "Woah!" Her stomache jumped into her mouth as she began a sharp descent.
"Caroline? Caroline!" Merry peered into the hole she had just fallen into. There was no sign of her, save a dying yell..
"Merry!!!!!!"
l l l
l oof! l Caroline hit the ground with a sickening thud.
"What the hell was that?" She opened her eyes to see a patch of dying green grass under her. Trees surrounded the clearing. Caroline looked up expecting to see a hole of some sort, but only the grey-blue sky greeted her. "What?" With a low rumble of thunder she stood up. Turning and searching her surroundings for a sign of Merry.. or the woods of Rivendell..
Light rain began to shower down on her. It mingled with the warm summer air creating a pleasant mist. Caroline began to walk through the trees. Faster, faster, until she saw a hill up ahead. She started to run - until she stopped at the very top. The dull roar of the highway reached her ears. Cars sped by on the beige pavement below the bluff at which she stood.
"Crap."
"Hey you!" A voice from behind her called out. Caroline turned around to see a boy not much older than her pointing at her. "You're that girl they're looking for!"
"Huh?" The boy started walking closer. As he got closer Caroline couldn't help but think she'd seen him somewhere..
"Aren't you?"
"Who's looking for me?"
"The.. Watson family I think. And the police. They're all over the place! Lucky I found you. You are Caroline Watson, right?" She nodded. "Sweet. Follow me." Numbly she followed him back into the woods. "I'm Dominic by the way. Dominic O'Reilly." Caroline didn't say anything. Something was seriously wrong. Either she was unconscious somewhere in Middle Earth.. or she really went back to the real world. Plus this guy was all too familiar. His hair was slighly curly and light brown. He was a bit taller than her, but she had always been short.
"Wait a second..." Dominic turned to look quizzically at her. "Merry?"
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author's note :: here we go, the thing i hate to do most. but this story was going down, all of you can say that, my writing started getting crappy and everything just wasn't turning out the way i wanted it too. plus working on three fics at once isn't easy. so i'm letting this one go here, though i'm sure i'll be back once im done with my mehs fic. sorry for any inconvinence but it was fun writing this for a while. to cheer you up go read this short, Troy based fic : story id = 1867837 go read it and console yourself. jk. its not sad at all XD