I'm so sorry for the long wait! *hides behind sofa*
It's not really that long but...I kinda like it. Hope you will like it, too. :)
And don't worry Jack'll soon get all those hugs he needs!
Untrusted
"We should never have trusted you!" Aster roared while he took a few steps towards him, posture tense and aggressive.
Something in Jack's chest tightened painfully when he heard those words. He knew it wasn't his fault Easter was ruined this year. Not completely at least. It was Pitch who had done this, not him. Right?
There was a small part of him that whispered in his head how he could have helped them if he hadn't been selfishly hunting down his teeth and instead had been there to help them.
Aster's fist was raised as he stood in front of him and Jack stumbled back in shock. Did he really think…that all of this was his doing? That he had wanted this to happen? If the anger in the pooka's eyes was any indication that was exactly what Aster was thinking.
Jack's eyes prickled suddenly and he quickly turned around so Aster wouldn't catch sight of the tears gathering in his eyes.
He looked at North and Tooth helplessly, hoping that at least they were on his side but his hopes were crushed as soon as he caught sight of their sad, betrayed expressions. The fact that none of the two were looking at him spoke volumes about the thoughts they had about him.
So that was it? After all their pushing him to become one of them they were just casting him out again because of one mistake that was not even his fault? They hadn't even let him explain properly what had happened but that apparently didn't stop them from condemning him as untrustworthy.
Before the tears could escape his eyes in front of the Guardians Jack turned around and flew off as fast as he could manage in his state, doing his best not to crash against anything. His blurry vision made it kind of hard to see anything.
Shortly before his departure he'd let go of North' tiny wooden baby the jolly man had given him back at the pole. It landed with a dull 'thud' in the grass, emphasizing the child's unwillingness to see them again anytime soon if ever.
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The wind the child was riding on blew harsher than normal caused by his passenger's distress. Somewhere over the ocean Jack's tears finally had begun to spill over his cheeks, some of them freezing in place but most of them quickly spilling off his face and into the air because of the harsh wind that hit his skin.
Jack didn't notice anything around him because of the sobs that were wrecking his slim frame. Fortunately the wind always knew somehow where the winter child wanted to go and therefore it carried the distraught child towards the Antarctica where he would be left alone and could let his emotions out as much and as loud as he wanted undisturbed.
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Why could no one like him for one time? The rejection he got wasn't unexpected but this time it hurt more than normal. He couldn't deal with it like he usually did because this time he had actually begun to hope that maybe, just maybe they had accepted him and even liked him.
He wondered if Pitch' words earlier really were as wrong as he at first thought. If the other had been lying then why was he still alone after three hundred years? It couldn't be completely the fault of everyone else could it? Maybe he did make a mess of everything. What had happened today just proved that.
For a few long moments Jack curled up in the snow after he arrived, sobbing to himself, trying to ease the pain, the helplessness and the hopelessness that threatened to consume him.
It took him a while to calm down enough to try (and fail) to throw his teeth away over the edge of an ice cliff he had run up to on slightly unsteady legs.
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Soon after his failed attempt Pitch showed up behind him, effectively distracting him from the pain and instead bringing all his anger forth.
And if the Boogeyman saw any traces that were left of his breakdown he politely didn't say anything about it.