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"Hey there little red riding hood."
Her nimble fingers darted over the delicate patterns of all the pieces of cloth in front of her, beauty had danced it way into her vision with every twist and turn. Elsa had gone back to University. Here she stood in the middle of Zara, lost in the mist of colours. Her eyes wondered the rooms and corridors of clothes. She saw many clothes that she held a desire towards. She looked at the jumpers and selected a few, the prices escaping her mine as she wanted them badly. The first sign of sadness that day was when she saw a stunning dress. It was a white dress with a tight bonnet and loose skirt to the knee. Blue patterns covered it in ice patterns.
"You sure are looking good."
The thing that made Elsa sad was that she could never pull it off nor have an occasion to wear it. Plus, the sleeves were tight and fell to the elbow, leaving the rest of the arm uncovered. Leaving her bruises uncovered. Elsa bowed her head in shame and continued onwards, not feeling as excited as she was before. Her mind shut off completely as she paid and exited the shop. She was deeming herself unworthy, pathetic even.
"You're everything a big bad wolf could want."
Her walk home was just as unpleasant. She could only think about that dress. It plagued her thoughts.
Bit pathetic isn't it Elsa
And with that thought all she could do was offer it a massive fuck you.
The dress was something she could imagine a villain wearing, someone with magical powers who would try to take over the world in a cheesy fantasy. Maybe she shouldn't have the dress. But oh did she long for it. She thought about the pros and cons
"Little red riding hood, i don't think little big girls should."
PRO: she would be wearing an amazing dress
CON: She probably couldn't pull it of
PRO: flynn said white and blue looked good on her
CON: bruises
Maybe she should think about it a bit more.
"Go walking in these spooky old woods alone."
Its kind of funny because years ago, poor sweet Elsa was different. She would never have been able to imagine how much you hate yourself to be brought to, to think that your only relief would be, a blade. Or bruises or burning.
(Its so common now it scared her.)
When she was ten her mother and father told her that self destruction was a disease and a sin.
(Boy was she a sinner. If it was a disease she would be extremely dangerous right now.)
"What big eyes you have, the kind of eyes that drive wolfs mad."
She could never imagine the pain and sorrow you could experience until you feel it for yourself. She could only think about her happy little world. She thought that maybe if she did it her friends and family would say...
"I want you to know that we all love you so much and I know I can't stop you from doing it again but just know if you continue doing it, and innocently cut to deep or something then that's it and it fucking scares me to think about you sitting there with a mark inflicted on yourself. You're beautiful and amazing and I, everybody, can't loose you. I care way too much about you to let you ruin yourself with this. I promise things will get better even if you think it won't. It will. And self harm, its so much bigger then thought of and its terrifying. But please think about the effects. No amount of "hold on." and "keep strong."S People can say, it won't do anything"
But maybe not, after all she started and no one knew, nobody cared.
"Just to see that you don't get chased i think i"
But she started when she was thirteen, because a year before that she had walked home to find her parents sleeping on the floor painted in red with a permanent smiles etched across their necks.
(When i was twelve i thought my world was over, but im here now. My only regret was not putting a bullet through my head back then.)
"Ought to walk with you to be safe."
"Elsa!" She heard from behind her as she slipped a black cardigan, that she spend hours arguing with North to wear, on. She turned around and saw him walking at a fast pace towards her. He was smiling and she couldn't help but return the gesture.
"Oh hey Jack" she grinned, waving slightly. He laughed at her crappy attempt at being normal, or not awkward. In doing so she was more awkward which made Jack like her more.
"Can I ask you a thing?" He asked, his smile dropping. His icy blue eyes piercing straight into her own and his hand managed to wrap its way around her elbow.
"What full lips you have, sure to lure someone bad."
"A thing?" She quizzed raising an eyebrow in confusion. "A thing" could mean literally anything. It could mean he knows. Holy god what if he really does know. What would she do? What would he do? Guess she just had to wait for the reply. She was proud she was acting this calm. Guess year of pretending to be okay were paying off.
"Yeah." He pressed, at least he was being mature and respectful. Something Elsa adored about him, his cheeks flushed with a slight pink aa if nervous.
"Gonna keep my sheep suit on."
"Okay sure." She answered, making a hand gesture for him to continue. She was so nervous, her nerves were severely racked (a/n: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )
"Will you go on a date with me?" Well she wasn't expecting that. Her cheeks were hot and she let out a small squeak of surprise. She really wasn't expecting that. She needs to be more prepared. God did she need help? No no no. Jack liked her enough to ask her out. Face. To. Face
Its probably a prank
It was a dare, common you don't believe this dick
You're such an idiot to believe this.
"Till I'm sure that you've been shown."
She didn't listen to them, to the voices. She didn't even realise she was staring until he clicked his fingers in front of her face.
"Oh, I-I don't know." She stutters but in her mind shes screaming yes! Yes! Yes!
"Come on, just one." Jack pleaded with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Elsa knew she would regret this.
"That i can be trusted, walking with you alone."
"One? Okay then." She accepted with a small smile. Jack's face lit up and Elsa swore that she wanted to do everything to see that face again,
"Really?" He asked childishly, she laughed.
"Sure, when?"
"Tomorrow night, I'll pick you up at seven, wear something formal."
Goddamn and she just stopped thinking about that stupid dress.
"Little red riding hood."
Many events happened at Norths Place, fires, rats, rough break ups, cheating scandals. But this... This was new. Well it was too Elsa because in all the time working her she never thought she would be stuck in the freezer with Astrid.
"How the hell did this even happen?" Astrid exclaimed kicking the wall, wincing as her foot made contact with it. Stupid wall.
"I dont know you dragged me in here." Elsa mumbled giving Astrid an evil side eye glare. Okay sure it wasn't completely her fault.
"I'd like to hold you if i could."
"No i didnt you did this on your own." Astrid accused. Okay maybe it was Astrid's fault.
"Bullshit." She hissed in annoyance. Elsa sat on the floor, pulling her crappy cardigan tighter around her. The cold bothered the shit out of her.
"Okay . Its Thursday which means the night staff work." Astrid said sounding hopeful. Sure the night staff's chef will need food and come in here but they may not see us or they may lock us in or hey wait.
"The night staff? Sounds a bit sinister doesn't it?" Elsa scoffed, astrid frowned but nodded.
"Well, yeah, but some of them are nice, i talked to one called Belle before. She was lovely." Astrid said in a slightly,dreamy way. She was a child that never grew up and excepted her life.
"Of course." Elsa pulled out sarcastically. Astrid winced slightly and decided to drop it and change the conversation. She gets an idea.
"So Elsa," Astrid starts, "When are you and Jack going to call it even and fall in love?"
"What do you mean?" If elsa was drinking something it would be all over the floor.
"But you might think I'm."
"Oh come on, everyone has placed bets on when the sexual tension between you two will become reality." Astrid grinned. Elsa blushed shamefully. God had everyone noticed? Guess so.
"Haha, we are just friends." She says, not believing her own words "But we are going out tomorrow night." Were they still friends if they went on a small date?
"Finally." Astrid cries, the two start to drift off after that. Both board of the others company. They were asleep
They woke to a shaking noise. The door's handle rattles and makes a screeching noise as the person on the other side opens it.
"Woah, what the fuck happened here?" A tall boy with messy brown hair and bright green eyes exclaimed. He looked at them and Astrid jumped up in joy and delight.
"Oh thank god!" She yelled running out of the room. Elsa followed her slowed and more gracefully. She turned to their saviour.
"A big bad wolf so i won't."
"Im Elsa, thats Astrid, we work the day shifts but got stuck in here." She introduced politely, the boy smirked and offered a handshake which she gladly accepted.
"Oh i see, I'm Peter." He returned with a wide grin. She blushed slightly before they finally reached astrid.
"Thanks Peter." Elsa laughed waving a small goodbye to him as she grabbed her bag, ready to go home and warm up as the chills had sent permanent shudders down her spine.
"Welcome." He replied still smirking.
"What a big heart i have."
"Seriously thanks again." Astrid yelled over her shoulder before running out the shop with Elsa in tow.
She didn't know why she called Jack when she got home she just did. She was cold and wet and bothered. Thankfully he picked up and agreed on coming around, so Elsa wrapped in and threw some grey sweats and a large brown jumper on. She made herself a glass of plain hot water to warm her up and taking a sip, she was delighted to feel the scorching liquid violently burn its way down her throat. She was about to take her second sip when there was a knock on the door. Jack. Or Ana or Flynn. But most probably Jack.
"Oh Elsa." Jack muttered shaking his head grinning like a child. Elsa cocked her hip resting a hand on it in the process.
"Better to love you with."
"Oh Jackson." She mocked walking away and sitting on the couch pulling a blanket over her. Jack shut the door and followed suit. Flopping next to her.
"Funny girl. Come on frosty, tell me what happened." He beckoned, stretching and arm around her shoulders.
"I was locked in a freezer for two hours and Peter saved me." She admitted burying her face in her hands utterly mortified. This was embarrassing to her.
"Little red riding hood."
"Peter?" He asked, a little to fiercely for Elsa's liking.
"Some guys from the nightshift lot." She spoke innocently, her voice calming Jack down instantly. It was strange. They seemed to match almost perfectly. Calming each other down and slowly, ever so slowly seeping into each others hearts.
"Oh." He didn't like those guys, he hated Peter too. He reached out and grabbed Elsa's hand flinching at the cold. "You're so cold frosty." He exclaims pulling her against him rubbing her skin with his hands, hopeful friction will help warm her.
"Even bad wolfs can be good."
"Totally not like i was in a fucking freezer, were you even listening?" She accused frowning at him. Jack felt his face flush deep red.
"Of course i was." He replied defensively. Elsa sighed and let out a small yawn, body stretching in the process
"Well I'm tired, im so tired." She whispered into nothing. Jack traced his finger along her sharp shoulder bone.
"Sleep frosty." He beckoned in a soft soothing voice into her hair. She snuggles into him rubbing her forehead on his chest. She was so beautiful.
"Little red riding hood, you sure are looking good."
"'Mkay." She mumbled against his top, he felt his breath shake and heart race increase as he picked her up and walked down the hall, finding the door with 'elsa' written across it in swirly writing. He nudged the door open with his hip and looked around the room. It was so Elsa. He walked to the bed and pried the duvet off laying her on the mattress. When he went to walk away, her grip on him tightened. His stomach churned and breath hitched as she mumbled a small "stay" quick to comply he kicked his shoes off and climbed in next to her, not caring that they were both fully dressed. His only concern was Elsa's constant shivers and yawns. He wrapped his arms around her and, soon, they fell into a peaceful sleep surrounded by the warmth they provided each other.
"You're everything a big bad wolf could want."
A/n: i will always find a way for Peter to be involved. Mark. My. Words.
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