"I Cared" – A Rise of the Guardians Fanfiction

I can't believe he's gone now…
We had everything together, fun, friends, laughter. And that all changed when he picked up the bottle.

Jack Frost was the sweetest guy you could ever meet. His perfect whitened hair, with that lovable blue snowflake hoodie, and… I cry just thinking about him, or what he used to be. I only wished that I could have saved him – saved him from himself- anything that could have harmed him.

It all started with her being a little girl. She had the belief that anything could happen. The day that she felt the wind on her nose and cheeks and wondered what that was. She said the words "Jack Frost?" and saw him, drifting by, ever so slowly. He smiled at her. She waved and he stopped in his tracks. He asked her these four words, "You can see me?" She nodded and he grabbed her hand and she flew for the first time. Not only physically, but spiritually. She felt that she was invincible, powerful, like she could do anything. So she kept believing in Jack, and now she's sixteen years old. And Jack is her boyfriend. She loves him with all her heart, but all of his choices aren't the best in the world. He drinks alcohol on some days, and she tries to keep him from drinking, but he's a free spirit, and she can't stop that. This is the story, of Jack Frost and Rayne Chance.

"Rayne~! Wake up~!" Shouted Jack from outside her window. She lifted one of her heavy eyelids and lifted her head. He waved and smiled at her. She rose from her bed, rubbing her eyes with the bottom of her shirt.
"Hey, Jack," she yawned opening her window and letting Jack in the warmth of her room. It was another cold, gray winter morning once again. Jack had drawn a design of frost on her window as he does everyday. Rayne wrapped her arms around Jack's neck as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Did you sleep OK?" asked Jack, connecting their foreheads. She smiled, feeling his course hair on her forehead. It kinda tickled. She giggled at the back of her throat and nodded.
"You wanna day off of school? I can make it snow just for you." He offered, looking into her sparkling brown eyes. She shook her head no, she needed some time with her friends, considering the fact that they made it snow for the past two days. "OK, Snowflake. Whatever you want." He sung, making her laugh softly. Jack had always been known to be the fun guardian. No one else was jovial and comical like Jack. There were times that he had to be serious, scared, and anything else. Overall, he was the most fun guy to hang out with. That's why Rayne chose him out of all the people in the world. Rayne wanted someone who was fun, caring, and overall just crazy.
"Thanks anyway, Jack. Maybe next time?" He nodded, chuckling. They both shared a kiss and Rayne noticed something different about his taste. He didn't taste like his normal peppermint, spearmint gum, he tasted like Whiskey, Heineken, Smirnoff, she couldn't exactly put her finger on it. Just... alcohol was the taste. She retreated, sucking in her lips. "Jack!" she exclaimed, "What the hell have you been drinking!?" She was as red as a tomato with anger. Had he been drinking? He was just a little bit older than her, but not by a landslide. He put a finger to her lips to try to keep her quiet.
"Look, I'm old enough, and I'm taking advantage of it. Yes, I have been drinking, but just a little bit."
"Jack, you have to promise me- on your life- that you would not escalate the amount you consume." He nodded. "Say it." It wasn't that sweet, girl that Jack always knew, it was something else. It was something darker.
"I promise..." she raised an eyebrow, waiting. He sighed, "On my life, that I will not, um..."
"Eeeeh-sss..?" she drawled, slightly hinting.
...Escalate the amount I consume." he nodded, like he achieved something.

"Rayne! Time to go to school!" called her mother who was downstairs. She almost forgot, she has to go to school.
"Sorry, Jack. I gotta go, get dressed, all that." she said virtually running to her dresser, and threw out a random outfit.
"Hey, it's no problem. And, I just realized, that I can go with you, to school. I mean, if it's no problem with you?" He leaned against the wall. She shook her head.
"No, no, it's fine. You can tag along." He smiled, thanking his brain for that bright idea. Halfway into the year, he hadn't seen not one square inch of her school and he was always curious about what was there, who her friends were, what her teachers were like, what it was like to be a student. He never got to experience what life as a child was. He was living his life through her.

...

When Rayne came home from school, she was exhausted, she went straight to her room and plopped down onto her bed. Jack snickered at her, it wasn't even that difficult a day today! Jack set her alarm clock for a couple of minutes ahead from the time, but not enough for her to go into a deep sleep. Jack kissed her forehead and left out the window, being sure to close it after him.
All the while Rayne was asleep, she had a dream about what would happen to Jack if he continued drinking. What would be the positive effects? The negative effects? That was what this dream was focused on, the negatives. What if he had to go to the hospital because of an overdose? What if he broke his promise? What if he dies from the substance? All these questions! It won't happen, that's her mindset. She loved Jack, and he loved her, he stayed loyal for this long, so why would he break his promise? Questions, either way made her worry, not just about her future, but her past. The past always came back and kicked her in the backside. Even when she was proud of an accomplishment, it always backfired in the future. Rayne is living a sad life, but she doesn't care about what happens, as long as she lives long enough to stay with Jack. That was all that mattered to Rayne. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The alarm clock sang it's annoying tune, making her eyelids shatter open. Jack... she thought to herself. "Well, time to do homework," she sang to herself.
Jack watched her from the window, with a bottle of lager and a smile on his face. She was so cute when she was determined. That's something he learned after almost ten years of being together.

...

It's bedtime for Rayne, ten o'clock at night sharp was the time. She pulled the covers over her head and gently closed her eyes. Jack was silently watching her, he started to close his eyes himself, drooping his head slightly. He set the bottle of lager aside and brought his knees to his chest and shoved his hand in the pockets of his hoodie. He knew that she was worried about him and his choices, so he thought to himself that he would make it so she wouldn't have to worry at all. He would keep his promise and they would be happy, they would stay happy, and together.