8 Months Later
Jack's P.O.V
"Oh Jackyyyyy!" I heard Elsa squeal in a sing-song voice. I woke up, groaning. I glanced at the clock.
3:17 AM
I had slept in a pair of jeans and white tee-shirt because I knew Elsa would keep me busy early in the morning, but I didn't know it would be this early!
You see, she's eight months pregnant. That's right; she conceived on the wedding night. She is making my life a living hell!
"What?!" I shout.
"Can I have chocolate dipped in pickle juice?" She asks.
"We ran out," I roll my eyes.
"Well go to the store and get it," she says simply.
"All the stores are fucking closed!" I shout.
"Don't shout at me, I'm you're wife!" She says angrily.
"That's it! I need a break!" I walk over to the coat racket and put on a leather jacket, then slipping my feet in a pair of sneakers.
"Where are you going?!" Elsa yells.
"I'm taking a walk!" I shout, slamming the door.
I regret talking to Elsa like that, but I have to work and she keeps me up all night!
As I'm walking, the song Let Her Go gets stuck in my head. God, please no! But I can't do anything, and music might help me cool off.
Bold Italics=Flashbacks
Well, you only need the light when it's burning low,
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow,
Only know you love her when you let her go.
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go...
And you let her go.
"Jack, you just don't know when to stop, do you?" Elsa asks.
Staring at the bottom of your glass
Hoping one day you'll make a dream last
But dreams come slow, and they go so fast
You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you'll understand why
Everything you touch surely dies
"Don't touch me! I hate you!" Elsa shouts at me.
But you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go
Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same old empty feeling in your heart
'Cause love comes slow, and it goes so fast
I make my way towards the local park, kicking a stone over and over again.
Well you see her when you fall asleep
But never to touch and never to keep
Cause you loved her too much, and you dived too deep
"Jack?" Elsa gasps, tears flowing down her cheeks.
Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go ooooh ooooh oh no
And you let her go
ooooh ooooh oh no
Well you let her go
ooooh ooooh oh no
I sit on the park bench, thinking to myself, when I suddenly feel weight next to me. I look to my left and see a man with dark, curly, brown hair. He also had brown eyes and was tall, but not lanky. Hell, he was like a building!
"And what's a boy like you doing here?" The man asks in an accent.
"Pregnant wife troubles," I mutter.
"Funny! I'm just out because of wailing babies!" The man chuckles. I let out a small chuckle also.
"The name's Shrek," the man says.
"Jack," I say.
"So, this is the first time your wife is pregnant?" Shrek asks.
"Yeah..." I huff.
"You shouted at her?" Shrek asks. Man, he sounds experienced!
"Yeah..." I huff again.
"Well, think about it Jack. Do you imagine your future with kids?" Asks Shrek.
"Uh, yeah?" Isn't it obvious?!
"Your wife, is carrying your future. The least you could do is make sure she's as comfortable as she can be when she's in the process," Shrek points out.
"Man, I messed up," I say, realizing what happens.
"Follow me," Shrek stands up. I hesitate.
"It's not like I'm gonna eat ya!" Shrek laughs. I stand up, and follow him down the street.
"Nah. Not enough meat on your bones," Shrek says as we walk to... His house?
"Oh, I don't need to-" He cuts me off.
"Don't worry. I'm gonna help you through your problems," Shrek opens the door, and it's a mess in there!
"Hi sweetie," a woman yawns, kissing Shrek on the cheek. She has a dark green floor-length night gown, and her orange hair was in a braid down her back.
"Jack, meet Fiona. Fiona, Jack," Shrek introduces. I nod, and she greets me.
I spent the next two hours with Shrek teaching me about pregnant women.
And this is what you get when you follow a random stranger from the park home.
"Elsa?" I open the door to her apartment.
"JACK! HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME!" She shouts. She throws herself on me.
"I'm so sorry," she whispers, tears streaming. I remember Shrek telling me about scattered hormones.
"It's fine. How about we go back to bed?" I suggest, and Elsa nods.
As we are laying down, the rest of the song plays in my head.
Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go
Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go
No, you're wrong, Passenger, I think as Elsa snuggles closer to me, gasping in pain from the baby's kicks. I rest her head on my chest.
I know I love her, because I'm never letting her go.
There ya go! I realized that most of you want sequels, and I regret to inform you, but I won't be making a sequel. The next chapter is the last epilogue, and AFTER that is a special surprise I have planned!
OMG GUYS SOOOO CLOSE TO 900! CAN WE DO IT?!
Question: If you were Jack, would you have shouted at Elsa like he did in the beginning of the chapter?
