Title: Six Years
By: TheWeirdoOutsideYourBedroom
Summary: Six years. That was how long had past and once again Jack finds himself feeling alone -Jackcentric-
A/N: My first RotG fic :) Hope you enjoy it, even if it is mildly depressing.
Six years. That was how long since Pitch had been defeated. How long the children had been safe for. How long Jack had felt as though he was whole again. Then things began to change again.
November rolled around again, the cloudy sky drew dark and once again Jack did what he did best. Created snow. The delight on the children's faces filled him with a whole feeling, something he had lacked not so long ago. Feeling the wind brush past his pale face, Jack headed to the place that held a very dear memory.
Jumping up onto the fence, Jack waited. Not long after, Jamie came strolling out of the house, a look of utter happiness written on his face. He ran right past Jack perched on the fence. Jack's eyes followed Jamie.
"Hey, where you going?" called called floating down on front of Jamie who had stopped. "Why you ignoring me?"
"Hey, sorry," Jamie said with a slight grin.
That was when Jack's world felt as though it stopped turning. Just like countless times before, he felt that sharp cold feeling run though his already frozen body. Jack knew that Jamie was growing up. He was taller, his boyish frame filling out. It was clear that he preferred to spend his time chasing pretty girls with his friends than be out in the snow. Not once had Jack stopped to consider that maybe one day, he'd just grow out of his childhood.
"Jamie, c'mon," Jack said, his blue eyes wide. "You haven't forgotten me have you?"
Watching Jamie walk away arm in arm with a dark haired girl was like a knife to Jack's heart. His first believer, his first friend had gone. Forgot about him. Jack just stood there, holding his staff lightly he watched as the (now not so young) boy walked away, not even stealing a glance back.
A pain was settling in Jack's gut, loneliness. Sheer loneliness. Despite having the guardians, whom Jack knew cared for him, it was as though a piece of him had been ripped out of him. Heading down to the lake where he'd first woken to his new life, Jack went and sat in the centre of it. He took some breaths and thought things over.
"I should have known," Jack thought bitterly. "This was going to happen."
Unlike Jack, Jamie wasn't stuck in a frozen portrait like Jack was, forever his seventeen year old self. He was able to grow up and Jack knew this, he'd been mentally prepared for the day it was going to happen. So why did it hurt so much? Some time ago, Jack had a conversation with Sam Hain*, the spirits of Halloween. Sam, not once in his near 200 years had been seen by any child, it didn't bother him because he wasn't liked even though he brought one day where you could be whoever you wanted to be. Jack knew this and, in a way, silently respected him for coping with it. However, that didn't help Jack in the slightest.
"I was so used to him now," Jack thought again. "It's not fair."
Pulling his knees to his chest, Jack just sat in the middle of the frozen lake. The agony of loneliness eating away at him, just like it had not that many years ago. Six years, that was how long Jack had been free from the hurt and pain of loneliness and now it only seemed like yesterday since he felt it. It took 300 years to fix it and it would now take 300 more before Jack would feel whole again.
* Sam Hain; he is my friend's OC who she role-plays with. I am going to write a fic with both Sam and my OC Rosie in it very soon. Probably.
A/N: Now I could have gone out and been soul-crushingly depressing but I'm not that mean. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it. Drop me review and tell me how I did on my first RotG fic