I stood at the front of the cheering crowd unable to comprehend the sight I was seeing. Anna, my beloved sister, embracing Kristoff, grins plastered across both of their faces and a dazzling ring on my sister's left hand. I swallowed the bile that built in the back of my throat and failed to hold the tears in that pressed against the back of my eyes.
It wasn't that I hated Kristoff. It was that he was taking away the only thing I truly loved in life. Anna turned to me beaming. I smiled back at her playing off my tears of sadness as joy. I rushed over to her and wrapped my arms around her in a protective I-probably-won't-be-able-to-do-this-ever-again-soon way more than a loving one. I ran one of my hands down her warm-toned hair and the other caressed her face as she pulled herself out of the hug and backed herself into Kristoff's arms, both of them looking hopeful and beaming at me. Hopeful, because Anna would never do something without consulting me as I would never do anything without telling her, we were a team, but she'd already said yes and left my blessings as an afterthought. I felt more tears stream out of my eyes as I nodded and feigned a pretty convincing smile at them as when they saw my response, kissed passionately in front of everyone. I averted my eyes, feigning interest in the falling snow outside a nearby window.
Funny, I thought as it usually never snowed in Arendelle unless I allowed it, my emotions really had gotten the better of me, as I didn't try to stop the snow from coming. I walked the window, gently placing my fingertips on the freezing glass, watching the window fog up around the heat of my hand. The party resumed, tonight was supposed to be my night that I surprised my sister with an early birthday party, but I see Kristoff also had the same idea of surprising Anna. I turned to look at them and saw everyone shaking hands and hugging the newly bonded couple. I crept out of the ballroom and down the main corridor and soon taking my time up the stairs that led to my room, gazing out of each window I passed lamenting over the cheers I heard from the partygoers. Upon entering my room, I sat on the seat in front of the spectacular window that accompanied the room. I felt another round of tears sting my eyeballs. I curled myself into a ball and cried.
I heard a peculiar tapping on my window. One I've heard too many times. I gasped, my heart beating fast as I saw slowly being written across the window: Don't cry. Which made me cry even more, not from sadness, not even from joy, just the sheer emotion from everything.
"Oh," I managed to get out through my sobs, "I just can't, you saw what happened didn't you?"
I did. You should be happy, your sister is getting married! I frowned at the writing, putting my head back into my hands.
"I-I know," I said, trying to rationalize my emotions. "I'm trying too, but, my sister will leave me and then… I'll be alone… again…" I wiped my eyes to see what was being written.
Alone? I'm hurt, Elsa, I was there for you… I felt even more wounded. I didn't even know who was writing the messages, their name, what they looked like, I didn't even know if they were real. All I knew is that they've been with me for the longest I could remember. They were there for me during the highlights of my life and during the darkest, they were there for me if I didn't need anyone to play with and there for me when I needed someone the most.
"But, I've never seen you… for all I know, I could be losing my mind, imagining things, my loneliness manifesting into a companion I made up. Please, I want to see you, I… I wish to see you as I always have…" I was crying again as I began to claw at the window.
Elsa… Please… Don't do this to me… we've been through this already…
I slammed my fist into the window, but feeling a sort of sense on the opposite side of the window which I could only guess was them calmed me. I laid my hand on the messily written Elsa, watching it melt underneath the warmth my hand.
"A-a name then… please… that's all I ask of you. Prove to me this is real. Give me a name." I begged. Nothing was written for a while, but I knew they were still there, I could still feel the force them outside of my window.
"Please…" My hand slid from the window into my lap and my gaze fell onto it. I heard something drag across the window and my heart got caught in my throat as I saw what I read:
JACK
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Just a short introduction to my new story: JACK, a Jelsa fanfic if you couldn't tell. I'm super excited for this one. I have no idea were it will go, but I can only hope for the best. I'm sure there will be some darker themes and possibly some soft rated M content, but nothing that would warrant an M rating. I hope you guys enjoy!