Chapter 5.
I must go back (Pippin's POV)
I have no tears left to cry nor the strength to keep running. I sink to the ground and bury my face in my hands. I'm so stupid! Why did I have to run away? It seemed like such a good idea at the time, but now it feels only stupid. Stupid and cowardly.
I don't know what to do now, I have no place to go. And besides, even if I had, there is no other place I would rather be than with Merry. A life without Merry, without seeing him everyday, without hearing his voice or his laughter, even if he does hate me, a life like that would not be worth living. I could stand his scorn, I could stand his disgust, I could even stand his hate. But I can't stand not seeing him again.
If only there was a way for me to make everything right again. Maybe we could work it out. I could tell him how sorry I am. I could move to my own place so that he wouldn't have to be around me so much.
Maybe I could tell him that I was drunk and that everything was just a big misunderstanding. Yes, it could work!
But then I remember the poem. How it laid my heart and soul in his hand. How it told him my deepest desires. It would be very hard to explain that. I couldn't exactly tell him that the poem wasn't about him. I laugh in all my misery. I had written the poem to him and I even wrote "Dearest Merry" at the top of it. There's no way that he could miss that.
Maybe he hasn't read it yet. A stir of hope fills my heart. Yes, maybe he spent the night with her and hadn't had the chance to read it.
I know what I have to do. I must go back, I must get the poem before he has the chance to read it. Only then can things go back to normal.
I rise from the ground and hurry back home.
Maybe there is still hope.