Before any of you cringe, I meant it to rhyme in places, I have used quotes also, so please read as if watching the films, imagine them in song. This is how I meant it, together in ice and harmony xxx 3 Jelsa! xx GeorgiaPhan x x
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"Don't look at me, I'm invisible." He whispers in my ear, as I turn around and catch a glimpse of his ice blonde hair.
"Don't touch me! I don't want to hurt you." I say instinctively as he pushes away a lock of hair from
my face.
"You won't hurt me Elsa. I promise. Ice on ice. We are one." He murmurs, his hand on mine.
It feels strange to hold another person's hand, not having to wear a glove. I expected it to be
uncomfortable, too cold hands on each other. But it is not. There is a warmth only we can share, a
warmth that travels under our ice.
I turn my head away.
"What is it?" He asks as he sees my eyes fill with the usual fear.
"Conceal, don't feel." I chant over, he holds my face close to his.
"No. Let it go. Let it out. Let it free. I want to see you, the real you. Here, where there is no one else
but me." I stare at his lips, which are strangely red, on anyone else it would look out of place. But
not on him, not on Jack. Not on my Jack.
Something soft lands on my head and I lift my eyes to the sky to see snow.
"It's just like..." I whisper.
"When we first met." He finishes. "You remember?"
"Yes. I will always remember."
We sit together on my bed, creating figures out of snowflakes which dance through the air. I create
little Olaf, he forms a small boy with a mop of hair a little like his own.
"Who is that?" I ask quietly, as he wraps his arm around my waist as we lie together, face to face.
"Jamie. He was the boy who saw me. Saw me for who I was. I wasn't invisible, he was the one who
believed."
"You were like that for me." I blush, the figures turn into our younger selves, reenacting our first encounter.
She is me, my little snowflake figure. She is curled up by the door frame, the very door frame that is
behind me at this moment. She is crying, tears fall and form dots of ice. I hear Anna at the door,
pleading for me to come out, she hears too. I know. I remember. I hear her cry, she is on the other
side of the door. It's what life has been like. Separated by the door. She never understood, she still
doesn't completely now. Finally she leaves, her footsteps heavy. I'm not watching the figures, I don't
need to. I remember, it's not something I can forget. She continues to cry, the figure of the girl who
was once me. She screams and pleads and shouts and wails, crying for someone who understands,
someone who would help. The window blows open, snow blowing harshly into the room. I watch, I
watched to see my face. I never knew what emotion I had on seeing Jack for the first time. He was
small, the figure made him larger than I had remembered. I look over at the real Jack to see him
grinning as he adds muscles and chiseled features to himself as a child. Sighing, I wave my hand and
he returns to the child he was really. He was skinny, his hair obscuring most of his face. He eyes
were full of both pity and defiance, he answered my prayer.
He always answers. Even now.
"Elsa...?" He throws me back into reality, I had been lost in the dream that was the past.
"Yes?"
He holds my hand as his eyes filled with knowledge. We know. We both know. This is the day we
have to say goodbye.
"Coronation Day." I say, slow as I could. Tasting the words on my tongue.
His face grows pale, paler than I have ever seen before. Crazy how I can notice the colour change.
No one else would have been able to.
"You're going to be queen." He says it sharper than expected.
"I.. I wish I could escape. Escape from this. Live with you. A life with you is all I have ever wanted."
"No. Don't wish away what you have. Why couldn't I come and live with you, in the castle?"
"You said you didn't want it."
"Ah yes. No rules. No responsibility. As good as it sounds. It seems so out of bounds."
"Why must it be? Why must it stay that way? I love you more than I could ever say."
Then comes the knock at the door. "Your Majesty? You must prepare. It is your very special day."
Jack waits for the footsteps to fade away before speaking again.
"Do you stop believing in the moon just because the sun comes up?" I shake my head and he
continues "Then just because you can't see your own beauty, does not mean it is not there." He
smiles, looking me up and down. "Just a few changes needed on your dress." He says,flexing his
fingers to cause ice in feather-like patterns on my purple gown. "And your hair." He sends a gust of
wind which sets my fringe to the side. "You look amazing."
That was the last thing he said before vanishing.
"Jack?" I am confused, thinking he would appear behind me at any moment, like he is playing one of
his pranks. But he is no where to be seen. "Jack?" I collapse onto my knees by the bed, then I notice
a message he had frosted on my window.
"You know how much I hate goodbyes. I love you, Jack Frost."
A single tear falls on the pane, and forms a perfect heart from the drop already there. He had cried,
he was always emotional when leaving.
"I love you more." I whisper into the air, hoping he will hear.
Turning slowly around I head for the door.
He has left another message.
"I love you most."
This hits me to the heart, we always argued about this.
"You wish." I whisper once more, hoping he has left another message in the ice.
There were no more, I searched until my maid came to take me to the cathedral.
When holding the sphere and sceptre, I was controlled. I hid my ice, I kept it in.
Until I see the message Jack has left for me on the ceiling, somewhere only he knows I look when I
do not know what else to do.
"Smile. Dance. Laugh. Sing. Try to forget about me. This is you, I am so sorry that I cannot be a part
of this. I wish I could, but we both have our reasons."
Then I loose it. Ice forms over the metal in my hand, I throw it back on the cushion as soon as I can.
No one must see.
No one.
Everything after is a blur, until I lose it at Anna.
I have no patience with her, though through no fault of her own. I cannot bear to see her happiness,
her so outgoing, her confidence.
When I had to spend my life hiding the real me.
Out on the snow I call for him. I call for the man who would save me every time.
He does not come.
Letting my cape fly, I release every part of me I have ever concealed.
Then I hear him.
"Oi!" He exclaims. "You threw that cape straight at my face!"
Turning, I see his smile and his eyes, his deep blue eyes, fill with joy.
He runs, or rather.. he floats, towards me with his arms outstretched.
I grab his stick and hit him over the head. "You could have stayed by my side. You are invisible to the
people who do not look for you. You could have stayed."
"I did." He smiled gently, looking into my eyes. "I stayed. You weren't looking."
He gathers me up into his arms and he turns to see the castle I had brought up from the ground.
"Now that is ice!" He drops me on the snow in surprise. "I think I am going to cry!"
"Go ahead. I won't judge." He sheds a tear. "Much." I grin, he pokes his tongue out.
"Hey.. Elsa?" His smile was mischievous,
"Do you wanna build a snowman?" He laughs, pulling a huge monstrous snow creature from the ground, it bears jaws of icicle teeth, its fists and feet dotted with the claws.
"Hey!" I smile, forming Olaf once again. "North will put you on the naughty list!"
"And if I am already on it?" His eyebrows raised comically.
"You hold the record." I whisper as he gathers me up and soars into the air.