***Sera's POV***
"Hey, stinker!" I called out to Gollum as he began to swim quite frantically in the shallow waters of the stream that ran through Ithilien. "Don't get too far ahead of us!"
"Why do you do that?" Frodo asked. He sounded slightly offended, which greatly surprised me.
"Do what?" I asked in a casual voice. I pretended to not know what he was talking about.
"Run him down all the time, calling him names."
"Because," I answered in a flat voice. I turned to face Gollum again. He was now panting. "That's what he is, Mr. Frodo. It's the Ring he wants. It's all he ever cares about."
"You have no idea what it's doing to him -- what it's still doing to him!" He turned to face Gollum. "I want to help him, Sera."
"Why?" I asked in disgust and disbelief.
"Because I have to believe that he can come back."
Sam and I glanced at Frodo. Since when did he think that Gollum was good all of a sudden?
"I hate to burst your bubble, Frodo," I say with a heavy sigh. "You can't help him. The Ring has physically and mentally destroyed him."
"Do you understand what the Ring has done to him?! Nothing!"
I stared at him in shock and disbelief. Frodo had never yelled at me like that before. I felt a little offended, but at the same time, I didn't blame him. The Ring is affecting him in a negative way. I began to walk away from him, when he spoke. His voice was quieter.
"I'm sorry, Sera," he said in a small voice. "I don't know what came over me."
The Ring was affecting his mind and soul. I had to confront him that the Ring he was bearing was evil.
"I do," I say, my voice quavering. "It's the Ring. I've been watching you whenever you think we're asleep. You aren't sleeping, and you barely eat." This is not like the kind, sweet, innocent, loving hobbit that I once knew. I walked back towards him and took both of his soft hands in mine. "It's taking a hold of you, Frodo. If you can just let me hold it for you for a little bit, I'm sure that --"
Frodo wrenched his hands from mine. His usual kind blue eyes were lit with an expression that I'd never seen before.
"Do you not understand this quest at all, Sera?! The Ring came into my possession. I offered to take it up to Mount Doom. It's mine! My own!" He turned on his heel and stormed away. His words were like a slap in the face for me. All I wanted to do was help him! I didn't want to steal anything that belonged in his possessions. I just wanted to help. I wanted to relieve him of this terrible burden he had to carry. Did he actually enjoy carrying that dangerous object around his neck?! I sure as hell wouldn't.
"Can't you hear yourself?" I pleaded desperately as he continued to storm away from me. "Don't you know what you sound like?!"
It was my turn to keep watch and make sure that nothing happened. But I couldn't pay attention. I was too distracted by everything that had happened this afternoon. The way Frodo yelled at me. He's never yelled at me before! But I'm sure that he didn't mean it. Aren't friends supposed to help each other? Why would he let me help him?!
A sob escaped my lips as Frodo's words rang in my head, over and over again.
"It's mine! My own!"
That was not like my kind hobbit at all.
I didn't realize that Frodo had sat softly next to me until he put his hand gently on top of mine. His touch was soft and gentle, as it used to be. I jumped, slightly startled. When I looked into his eyes, I expected there to still be anger in them. But my entire body relaxed when I realized that his eyes were the same, big, beautiful baby-blue eyes. But there was only one change in them. It looked as though he had been crying. The puffiness underneath his eyes definitely showed it.
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