Author's Note: I haven't updated in ages, sorry! I logged on and saw the reviews a couple of days ago, and I was so happy! Thank you! To Bigby the Big Bad Wolf, don't worry; Elsa is definitely not going to fall for Jack while he's treating her like this! He is sure going to become a better person… maybe not in this chapter though…

I don't own the characters!

Elsa's POV

"I hate life so fucking much!" I screamed into my pillow. "I hate everyone, I hate everyone!" I could feel my eyes empty themselves of the tears that they had been stacking up on. I screamed and screamed, and my mind was burning, but my pillow protected my words from the outer world. I was silent.

It took half an hour for me to calm myself down and finally when I got myself up I looked in the mirror, at my red, puffy eyes and my tear stained cheeks. I sighed.

"You can do this, Elsa," I told myself. "It seems bad now. But there's only one more year… and then you can leave this place forever." And Jack, I added silently. I hoped he would be out of the picture too.

I checked the phone to see two new answer phone messages. I clicked the button and went about making myself a sandwich while I listened to the messages.

"Message, 1."

"Good afternoon, Elsa, it's me, Mrs. Town, your Psychology teacher. I managed to get hold of your number in the school records. This afternoon my only colleague in the Psychology department fell down and is in a severe coma. He was supposed to be helping myself in tutoring some of the students who aren't doing so well in this subject, but obviously, he cannot. These tutoring sessions are vital, and I have examined your classwork and it is extraordinary. If you would like, you could tutor some of these students for some money. Call me back if you are interested, or visit me in class. Thanks, bye."

I licked the peanut butter off the knife, careful not to cut my tongue. A job? Better than my other one, obviously, but the pay would need to be good. I folded the slice of bread. I would ask Mrs. Town about it tomorrow. It suddenly occurred to me that if I took up this job then I would need to talk to people, people who were students at my school, and every single one of them knew about my career. Tutoring those people would be awkward, and not to mention downright humiliating. Maybe it wasn't such a good job, after all. I sighed.

"Message, 2."

"Hey Elsa, it's me, Anna-"

I screamed and scrambled over the table to the phone. I could hear the plate I was using smash on the floor; the dribbling of the water from the flower vase I had knocked over; my study notes fly into the air as I moved across the table. By the time I got to the phone, the message was over. I grabbed the phone and my fingers stuttered over each of the buttons, adrenaline pumping through me. I finally managed to replay the message, and I stood back in anticipation.

"Message, 2."

"Hey Elsa, it's me, Anna, your sister. I'm sorry I haven't replied to your emails, but I'm busy. I am at an active school, after all. I won't be able to come home at Christmas, just saying. You probably won't hear from me for a while. So… yeah. See ya."

By the time the message was over, my body was shaking. Anna wasn't coming home?

Of course, this was perfect. And of course, that was sarcastic. The one person who I needed the most couldn't be here! I picked up the phone and called the number back, but there was only her school's answerphone message voice.

I picked up my coat from its hanger and slipped it over my head. I was going out.

Jack's Pov

"I'm so bored," I whined. "Why can't we have some fun?"

"Because, Jack," North roared, "we're in detention!"

"If you wanted to have fun you shouldn't have been fondling Tooth whilst you were behind her in the queue." Hiccup added.

"So… remind me… what are you guys doing here?" I asked them.

"Late homework."

"Swearing in class."

"Prank maybe gone too far…?"

"Prank!" I gasped. "That's it!" I smirked. "We should prank someone-"

"No, Mr. Frost, I know every trick in the book," Mr. Moon said from his desk. "There will be no pranking in this classroom. And if you are trying to keep secrets, you should keep your voice down."

"Yes Sir," I saluted him.

"Moony is right though," Easter said softly. Everyone leaned in to hear each other at such low levels of sound. "And there's not much to do here, anyway. We should spend this time planning the ultimate prank."

"Ok. Who's our victim?" I asked.

There was a moment of thinking, and then Hiccup said:

"Elsa Royal."

We all went silent. I could feel a grin widening on my cheeks. This was going to be good-

"Mr. Frost, please come here," Mr. Moon announced.

I was unsure if he had heard any of the conversation I had just had between my boys but I stood up slowly, and strode to where Mr. Moon perched at his desk.

"I have just received an email from Mrs. Town, Jack. I think we had better talk."

"What do you mean, you're failing at Psychology? I thought you were doing well at it!"

"I'm sorry, Mum, I wasn't, Ok?"

"No it's not Ok!" She snapped at me. "You've been lying to me! You tell me you were doing so well at school-"

"I-"

"-I knew I shouldn't have believed you! When your father hears about this-"

"Mum! Please!"

She looked at me. I sighed. "I'm sorry, Mum. I should have worked a little harder. But it's hard for me, you know! I'm all about fun."

"Jack, you can't carry on like this. You can't have fun with no work. It's unfair. There's a balance. If you have too much fun then your work will come crashing down. It's going to go quickly downhill from here, Jack, if you don't get your act together." She turned and walked away.

"You don't control me!" I shouted at her.

"Enough, Jack-"

"No! Why can't I control me own life! Everything is about you."

Mum whirled around. "Nothing is ever about me, Jack! I've given up so much for you! Your father left us because I gave him no time; I sacrificed it all for you. God, you're so selfish!"

"I can't stand to be with you for any longer!" I snapped at her. "I'm leaving!"

"Good riddance!" She shouted. I pivoted on my heel and strode towards the door, opened it; stepped through, then slammed it behind me.

"I hate you!" I shouted at her.

There was no reply.

I put my hood up and began walking down the street. It was dark and the streets were poorly lit; the lamps barely made the air around them glow, let alone the whole road. I walked on, despite the tiredness that was nagging at me. I would probably end up at North's or Hiccup's house, but currently I was just walking off the stress.

There was almost nobody on the street at the moment; just me. It was kind of nice to be alone for a moment.

Elsa's Pov

I had been walking for a long time now. It was dark and I could barely see a thing, but I made a guess that I had walked pretty much around the neighbourhood twice. In case you were wondering, no, I wasn't on my job shift.

As I turned the corner I saw a figure around at the other side of the road. I was aware of men who preyed on lonely women at night, and though I kept walking forward, I could feel the adrenaline begin to rush in my blood. As I neared the figure, I began to recognise him. And I knew he recognised me. As we walked past each other, he pushed me into the fence of the house we were walking by, and I fell into the flowerbed. I grazed my arm on the fence, and I could see a little blood there, but it wasn't anything serious. I felt… angry. And for the first time in forever … I was going to do something about it.

I pulled my hood down and stood up in the middle of the street.

"What's your problem?"

He whirled around. "What?"

"What's your problem? Why do you hate me so much?" I snapped at him.

"What?" He repeated stupidly.

"I don't understand! What did I ever do to you? Why do you pick on me?"

He walked towards me. I took in a breath. His lips parted. "You're a prostitute-"

"How does that concern you?! How- how have you got ANYTHING to do with my life?"

"You-"

"Save it, Jack Frost." I swung around and ran quickly back home. I felt impressed with myself for standing up to him. I replayed the memory of it while I walked up to my porch and fumbled for the key in my pocket. Damn, there was a lot of crap in there. I leaned against the door while I searched, only to fall into the house. The door was open. Panic ripped through me.

I definitely locked the door when I came out. Which meant someone was in my house. I glanced at the plant pot that sat on top of my emergency keys. It was knocked over, and no sign of the keys being there. I wondered if I should call the police, but I wanted to investigate for myself. I stepped into my house. Immediately I heard giggling upstairs. Slowly I walked towards the stairs, and stepped on a creaky floorboard. The giggling stopped.

"I think she's here!"

There was a flurry of footsteps and I heard the window open in an upstairs room and rustling as someone climbed through the window. I ran across the hall and leapt up the stairs and towards the side of the house that the noise was coming from. I wasn't sure which room it was coming from, but I chose to run into my bedroom and to the window.

I was too late.

From behind the glass, I watched as an unknown purple car revved up and drove away from its previously parked spot at the side of my house. Tears gathered in my eyes.

I walked away from the window and something caught my eye. There was a box on my bed, and a piece of paper. I walked over to it. My heart stopped when I saw that the box was filled with condoms, and with a shaky hand, I held the letter up to the light.

Dear Elsa

It is a shame to see you like this. However, please use protection in your preferred lifestyle.

Love Mummy + Daddy

Xxx

No way. This was not happening.

Fear burned in the pit of my stomach, but so did anger. I was terrified, I was completely unsafe in my own home… but I was so going to get my own back.

Things will get better for Elsa, I promise!