Hi there! My new Rise of the Gaurdians fanfic! please review and I hope you enjoy it!
Thank you! -Grace
She walked to the center of the bridge, the cold sharp breeze stabbing her all over. There's a thin blanket of white, softening the worlds harsh edges.
But it wont soften the fall.
She's been told she was being stupid, that she was only 16 and it'll get better. But there's no one. No one who actually understood what its was like to be alone, to never know who to trust.
She grabbed on to the rusting metal framework. The wind blowing against her as if to hold her back. She twisted her head, saying goodbye to the bright lights of London. She braced herself for the fall, for the knives of ice to piere her from all sides, she prepared herself to ignore her instincts, to let herself go.
She cleared her mind as a single tear began to freeze on her cheek.
"Goodbye."
The impact ever came, no knives.
Her eyes flew open. She was nowhere near the raging water below, nowhere near the bridge. She was flying, flying, but with no control. she floated towards a near by forest. Apart from the occasional smack from a tree, it was surreal.
The grass tickled her toes as she was lowered to the ground. she opened my eyes again to be faced with an ice blue hoodie. She stepped back, tripping and ending up on the dewy floor. She looked up and there's this boy.
A boy with frost white hair, pale blue eyes, no shoes and a long stick of twisted wood.
"What do you think you were doing?" he scowled. She looks up shocked,
he turns up out of no where and he's asking me questions?
"You really think death is the best answer?" He asked.
"It's was the quickest answer" She shouted, her natural reaction to argue kicking in.
"What on earth made you think that? How stupid are you?"
"That's not your business. Who the hell are you?" She shouted back.
"I'm Jack Frost and I just saved your life!" He whispered.
"Pah! Nice name! Mummy enjoyed fairy tales then?" She scoffed. But she wasn't met with a argument, he just stared at her with eyes filled with hurt.
"Good bye, Hazel Marie Winchester." He raised his staff, and snow fell around the clearing. She look in awe as he turned away.
"How do you know my name?" She sais, always trying to get the last word. wrong idea. A wave of guilt spilled over her.
"L-l-l-llook," Hazel stammered, embarrassed, "I didn't mean it, I-" but he carried on walking further into the trees.
"Wait!" She shouted after him, but she's still on the floor. "Wait!" she scrambled after him and grabbed his hand, pulling him around.
"Your so cold" She whispered. Her hands still locked with his, she looked up. His were eyes narrowed and sad.
"Jack Frost." She whispered, still not quite beliving it.
He looks at her. His hand brushed against her cheek.
"Why did you jump" He barely gots out. Hazel opened her mouth to argue, as she normally would, but closes it again. She didn't know what to say.
"I, I'm sorry" She whispered as she stared at his chest.
"You weren't alone"
"I felt alone."
"Then stay with me"
Hope you enjoyed it! Please review and I'll write more chapters :)
-Grace