Chapter 24: Oh, shit

Elsa POV

4 Months Later

I sit in the finished nursery, rocking back and forth on the baby chair Mama had given me at the baby shower.

"Don't worry Rosaline," I murmur, rubbing my swollen belly, "Daddy will be here before you're born. I'm sure of it. He wouldn't do that... He- he's not that kind of person." But I was beginning to doubt my words. Jack had left four months ago and no one had seen or heard from him since. His credit cards weren't being used and he'd only taken three or four outfits at the most. No one knew why he left. I'd woken up in the morning and he was gone. I thought maybe he'd gone to the store, but three hours later and still nothing. So I'd called him. And heard his phone from the kitchen. Then I called his mom, Hiccup, Merida, Rapunzel, Tooth, North, and Sandy. Nothing. Now our baby was due in two weeks and he was still nowhere to be found.

I'd decorated the nursery, pale pink and white striped walls with hardwood flooring and plush white rugs. At the baby shower, which was a "surprise" thrown by Anna and Mama, I'd gotten all sorts of presents. Even more extravagant than was necessary because Jack had "left" me. A crib, the rocking chair, a changing station, a baby swing, baby blankets, bibs, cute little girl outfits, and all sorts of baby toys. Her room was adorable and I was ecstatic for her arrival, but I was sad that Jack wasn't there. He didn't get to feel her kick or talk to her to let her know he was her daddy. He didn't come to the childbirth classes with me or help me choose stuff to get ready for arrival. And I was starting to worry that he wouldn't be there when she was born.

"If he's not here when you're born," I tell Rosaline, "Then he will not be allowed near you. I swear it. He doesn't get to act like a dad when he ran off during half of my pregnancy and you're birth. If he even comes back... Which he will! Because he loves you. He really does love you, Rosie. I promise. I can tell. But of course, he lied about a lot of things." Like being there for me, like dealing with the consequences, like always being there for Rosaline. Like when he said he was falling in love with me.

"Yeah," I turn around to see Anna standing in the doorway, "He's a lying bastard."

"Anna! Don't use that language! She can hear you!" I put a protective hand around my stomach. Anna laughs and comes to sit down in front of me.

"Oh please, she can't understand us."

"It's not a matter of understanding! I read that in the first year of your life, how much you're talked to matters. The more you talk to them, the bigger their vocabulary is. I'm planning on talking to Rosaline in French and Norwegian also. To better expand her vocabulary." I say.

"Oh God, poor Rosaline." Anna says in mock horror.

"Please Anna, learning more than one language early on in life is very helpful." I argue.

"Whatever you say Elsa." Anna sing-songs.

"I hate you." I laugh.

Anna giggles and wiggles her eyebrows at me, "No, you don't. You loooove me!" We both start laughing until it slowly dies off. I look out the window and Anna puts a hand on my knee.

"Elsa, I know Jack running off has been hard on you, but―"

"But what Anna? What? Please, tell me what because I have no fucking clue. I don't know why he left, I don't know what I did―"

"Why do you think this is your fault? It's not your fault Elsa!"

"But it is!"

"How? How in the hell is this your fault? Because you wanted one free night. This was one mistake that you both made. But nothing you've done could've possibly be explained for Jack running away." Anna says fiercely. I feel the tears sliding down my face as I stare at my sister.

"He told me he loved me Anna. He told me he loved me, and then he left. He left me with a baby and a house and a feeling that something I did set him off." Anna looks as if I slapped her in the face, "I mean, what do you see when you look at me? Four months ago, you would've seen a girl who was pregnant but she was happy and hopeful because she thought she wasn't going to have to raise a kid on her own. But now? Now, in this moment, you see a pathetic, broken slut, who's crying over some guy who probably never really cared and just acted like he did to get sympathy points with women in L.A."

"Elsa!"

"Is that not what you see? Because that's what I see when I look in a mirror. And that's how I feel. Every. Day. Every fucking day." I sob.

"You're not a slut. You're not broken. And you are most definitely not pathetic. I still look up to you Elsa. Nothing in the world could ever change that. I just hope you feel the same way about me when Jack comes back and cut off his balls."

I laugh through my tears and smile sadly, "You really don't get it, do you Anna? He's not coming back. He doesn't care. He never did. All of those speeches about not being some 'douche-bag father who's never there for their kid,' and guess what? He is. That's exactly what he is. He didn't even stick around to see her be born. Hell, he didn't even stick around to decorate the nursery! To show all his friends the sonograms or the baby pictures. Nothing. He never cared. He's one hell of an actor huh?" I laugh bitterly.

"Oh Elsa." Anna hugs me and I hold on tight, crying into her shoulder.

"Sorry," I say after a while, "Hormones."

"No, you're way past that stage. This is something different." Anna stands up and brushes off her knees, "I'm gonna go get us something to eat, what do you want?"

"I don't care." I say, and go back to staring out the window.

"Shit!" I shoot up in bed, feeling the wetness between my thighs and the slight lower back pain. I fumble for my phone in the dark and dial 1 on Speed Dial.

Hey, this is Anna! If you get this message I'm either not able to get to my phone and/or avoiding you! Leave a message and if I feel like it, I'll get back to you! BTW, if this is Hans, you can go f― beep!

"Oh God, Anna! My water broke and I think I'm having contractions. They just started so I don't know how far apart they are. But God, Anna I'm freaking out. I know it's like one in the morning but answer the fricking phone! Oh, I'm calling Mama and Papa." I hang up and press 2, "Please pick up, please pick up, please pick up!" I chant.

"Hello?" A groggy voice answers.

"Oh thank God, Mama?" I say.

"Elsa? Elsa what's the matter?" She asks, suddenly alert.

"I think I'm in labor."

"What? Oh my God! John! Elsa's in labor!," She shouts away from the phone, "What time did the contractions start? How far apart are they? Has your water broken?"

"Mama, calm down. I just woke up. I tried to call Anna, but she didn't pick up. So I need you to focus and come get me please."

"But that'll be nearly an hour!" She shouts.

"I can't drive." I reply.

"Right, we're on our way now. Just be ready and do NOT have that baby!" She hangs up the phone. I walk slowly over to my pre-packed suitcase, breathing deeply, and begin the slow task of dragging it down the stairs. I finally manage to get on the ground floor and sit on the bench, leaning my head back against the wall. I pull out my phone again to call Rapunzel.

"Ugh, hello?" Rapunzel asks sleepily.

"I'm in labor." I say. A contraction hits and I gasp. I start doing the breathing exercise that I learned in the childbirth class (which Rapunzel attended with me.) I look at the time and see that the contraction was twenty-one minutes from the first one.

"What?" She shrieks.

I hear a muffled, "Babe, what's wrong?" from the phone which Rapunzel responds to with an "Elsa's in labor!" I hear thumps and rustles from the other side of the phone.

"Okay, we're on our way."

"You're gonna have to wait awhile. I'm not even there yet." I say.

"I don't care! I'll make sure you're rooms ready! How far apart are the contractions?" Rapunzel asks.

"This first one was twenty-one minutes." I say.

"Okay, do you need to keep me on the phone?"

"I'll be fine. I need to call a few more people, but I'll call you when I need you."

"Okay, everything is going to be fine Elsa. I promise." I hang up the phone and steady my breathing. This is really happening. And Jack's not here with me to help. I shake my head and pull up Astrid's phone number.

"Hello?"

"Hey so you know how you're wedding is in, like, a month because you pushed it back because of... reasons?" I say.

"Jack's back?" She asks.

"No. I was calling to tell you that you might have another guest." I reply.

"What do you mean?" Astrid questions.

"I'm in labor." I moan.

"What? Are you kidding?"
"Yes, I called you at one-thirty in the morning to prank call you. Of course, I'm not kidding!"

"Oh my God, we'll be there as soon as we can. I'll call Merida and we'll pick her up on our way over."

"You guys don't have to do that." I say shakily.

"Jack's not here. You're going to need all the support you can get. And it would be weird for the godmother not to be their at their own goddaughter's birth!"

"I'm pretty sure that's not how it works." I say.

"Whatever. We'll be there. Hang tight." I hear the dial tone and pull back.

I go to my music and click on the birthing playlist that Anna and I had made a few weeks ago. I scroll through the songs: Shake it Out by Florence + the Machines, I Gotta Feeling by The Black Eyed Peas, Let's Get It Started by The Black Eyed Peas, All I Need Is Everything from the Victorious cast(Anna's obsessed,) Your Love Is My Drug by Ke$ha, Baby by Justin Bieber (Anna's idea of a joke,) Time of My Life from Dirty Dancing, Boom Clap by Charlie XCX, I'll Be There For You from Friends. I stop when I get to a song by Avril Lavigne. I press the play button and allow the music to fill up the empty house.

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

So much for my happy ending

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Let's talk this over

It's not like we're dead.

Was it something I did?
Was it something you said?

Don't leave me hanging

In a city so dead

Held up so high

On such a breakable thread (breakable thread)

You were all the things I thought I knew

And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything that I wanted (that I wanted)

We were meant to be, supposed to be but we lost it (we lost it)
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...
So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say (they say)
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they (but so are they)
But they don't know me
Do they even know you (even know you)?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do (all the shit that you do)

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done

He was everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

You were everything, everything that I wanted (that I wanted)
We were meant to be, supposed to be but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...
So much for my happy ending

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

"Elsa baby? Are you awake?" Mama shakes my shoulder. I don't know how long I'd been sitting there, listening to that song, but suddenly there she was.

"Yeah," I say hoarsely, " I'm having a baby."

Dun dun duuuuuuun! Where do you think Jack is? Will he be back for the birth of the baby? Who knows? Oh wait, I do! But I'm mean and shan't tell you guys. And you're gonna have to wait the whole weekend cause I can't write this weekend! OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! (I'm so dramatic) Please review and tell me what you think. Elsa's little breakdown? Anna calming her down? The pre-labor? SO MUCH DRAMA! :):) Anyways, here is my chapter playlist:

Because of You by Kelly Clarkson

So Much For My Happy Ending by Avril Lavigne

Dear John by Taylor Swift

I Knew You Were Trouble by Taylor Swift

My Immortal by Evanescence

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~Isabelle