Once again...

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This one chapter was inspired by a ROTG youtube fanvid "Dear Jamie" (Look it up! Pretty good editing!). I just made my take on the meaning a lot more depressing. I'm sorry, I promise not to depress you any further come chapter 3... . It'll all get better! I SWEAR!

My doujin is still currently under construction and is almost complete with the line art.

But enough of that... Here's chapter 1!

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October 21...

A chilly day at Burgess today. The wind blew from almost all directions and the sun hid in the clouds ever so slightly throughout the morning. You could feel the prickle of winter air trying to discreetly caress over the once warm summer that covered the town. People were already starting to wear their coats and jackets to keep warm. Everyone was preparing for the upcoming winter and for Halloween as well. The families were out and about picking decorations and treats from pumpkins to caramel apples, repetitively heading in and out of every corner store at the shopping square.

Although not everyone felt the need to go out in search of preparations... At the Bennett house, Jamie was home alone. He decided to miss out on the shopping with his family and just spend his time thinking and writing a reply to his most recent letter from the frosty guardian.

Jamie wandered through the kitchen using his free hand to feel around for things he's not sure he's looking for. He patted his hands on random kitchen objects while reading his drafted letter on the other.

Hey Jack,

I've read that you've been more active than usual in your duties recently. How's that working out for you? I thought you were more of the 'snowballs and fun times'? Like you said when you told me of the recruitment story. How's everyone? I know I ask this a lot but I do out of concern. Still picking fights with the Easter bunny, I'm guessing? I miss that guy. But not as much as I miss you... Sophie is still losing some of her teeth so I'd sometimes hear fluttering sound of one of Tooth's fairies, through the walls. I wanted to try to ask them if I can see her but then I remembered you and why we're sending these letters to each other in the first place... Instead of playing together like we used to... Is it really that much of a big deal to be doing this? Life's getting so boring without you! I mean, really... All work and no play! And when there is play, the play is just not the same without you. Especially now that it's been getting cold. I hope you make a lot of snow for us this year.

Now let's see... What else? Oh! Caleb and Claude still believe in you! Cupcake too! As for the rest... I can't say much. But i guess they're growing up. But don't worry! I am too! Just... Differently... I still have full faith in you and I believe in you with all my heart. You don't have to worry about me after all. I can grow up. It's just more fun to grow with you around.

Well, give my regards to the others and tell North I want that new Dragons game for Christmas! Surely you could still continue to accept special requests from me, right? Anyways. Hope to see you soon (one day). Reply ASAP.

Sincerely yours,

Jamie Bennett

Jamie felt a cold touch on his hand as he read the last line. He jumped at the icy feeling, realizing that his hand had been in the freezer for quite a while now.

"Ahh..." Jamie yelped, quickly warming his hands with the warm sink water. "Cold. Cold. Cold. Too cold..." He repeated, embracing the warmth of the water. He put the paper down on the kitchen counter across the sink and reached his warm hand out to close the freezer door. After his freezing hand finally warmed up, he dried his hand with the kitchen towel then snatched the letter and a banana as he headed upstairs to his room.

Closing the door behind him, Jamie looked down at the hand he practically tried to freeze and smiled. "I guess I just missed your touch, Jack..." Jamie crumpled the paper in his hand and shot it to the trash can. "SCORE!" He jumped and held a fist in the air for the win.

Jamie sat down on his swivel chair and spun a few times before he put himself to a stop by slamming his feet on the desk to a full break. He pulled out the banana and took a bite after peeling. Unsure of what to do now, he thought of the letter and rated it as a complete and utter failure. And it was absolutely boring. He needed to write something more... tasteful. No, that's not even the right word to describe it. He just wants a letter that will show Jack how great he's been doing but in a way that will convince him to come back and start seeing him again. All his previous letters didn't work. And it's not like he really believes that Jack will even comeback anyways... No matter what Jamie writes.

But then again... Jack's letters are almost the same as well, pretty repetitive and not so detailed on events. He wanted to know what was going on and what Jack has been doing. After taking another bite of the banana, Jamie pulled out the stack of letters from his bottom left drawer and scattered it all over his desk. He took another final big bite of the fruit and started picking out some of the papers. The papers he picked out were the one's where Jack Frost wrote only one paged letters. He scanned each letter, some reading them out loud to himself.

"Jamie, I think North's trying to push me too far in getting involved with a lot of his Christmas plans. It's really annoying. Haha! But don't ever let him know I said that."

"Well you know how my job goes, snow here snow there... There was this one guy who slipped and-"

"So I hear that Houston has finally had it's first snowfall in a long time... And guess who started it? I was bored and I wanted to try some stuff in places that's got some chilly weather with no snow but cold enough to get snow."

"Jamie, I'm trying to get on Phil's good side. You know, the yeti that kinda hates me for always trying to sneak in the workshop before I as a guardian? Any advice on getting on his good side?"

"Ugh, here we go again with North babbling of how important his holiday is. Does he even know that his holiday is only extra fun when I'm around? Bringing the snow? I'm starting to agree with Bunny now a days. Hah! Imagine that!"

"The Egg hunt is coming up soon. I snuck in a special one by me, you'll find it, I'm sure. Here's a hint: Frozen ears"

Jamie laughed at the last line he read. He remembered that Easter when he found an egg with an pretty convincing image of Bunny frozen like an icicle. How could he help but smile at that? Jack Frost was one to have a pretty interesting sense of humor. And that's just one of the many things Jamie loved about him.

"Oh Jack, you prankster..." Jamie whispered. So maybe Jack's letters weren't as repetitive as he thought... But he definitely didn't talk much about himself and how he's doing. Like how's he taking the separation? How much does he miss his dear friend, his first believer? Does he ever wish to drop by for a little visit? Or mention that he once tried to check on him without him knowing? Did he ever try to even check on him? Did Jack even care? Or was he just too busy with his guardian duties? All Jack ever writes is what's being done, his actions and some events... But what about feelings?

"Feelings..." Jamie tried to smile to himself. He leaned his chair back and looked up to the ceiling.

'How are you feeling Jack?' Jamie thought to himself.

"Do you even miss me at all? Do you get the temptation of wanting to see me? Is it hard not being able to be here?" A tear crept and slowly ran down Jamie's rosy cheek. "Because I miss you, Jack... I miss you so much..." He stood and walked over to the window to open it. The fresh winter breeze of autumn filled his room, giving him much delight. It made him feel free. To feel the cold in his bones is to feel like Jack's still with him.

"Don't you want to see me now? You know nothing's going to stop me from believing in you... There's nothing you can do... So why try so hard? I know you'd get the letters but to actually stick around and watch me? Why can't you stay to watch?" He spoke out to the cold air, pretending Jack's there listening. But that's just what he thinks. For he received no reply from anyone. Just another cool breeze, colder than the previous, bursting through the window and into his room.

"I have so many things I want to tell you... But your responses make it hard to convey them properly..." Jamie looked back into his room, closing the window but leaving it slightly open like always. It signified a welcome to Jack into his room, whenever he may need to or at least want to. He never fully closed the window since that day they promised... Actually, he's never closed it since they first met.

Right outside, above the window's roof, Jack sat. He heard everything. At least, everything said at the window. His head leaned back from eavesdropping when he realized Jamie had finally closed the window. "Jamie... Of course I'd want to see you. I've been watching since the day we parted. I guess I've concealed myself so well you never noticed a thing..." Jack laughed softly to himself. "That kid can be so oblivious sometimes... But at least he's safe... And well." He knew it was unfair that he got to see Jamie and yet Jamie can't get to see him, but that's just how things are meant to be sometimes. He has to let go. But never forget. Jamie on the other hand, needs to forget... Or at least move on... "I have some thing I want to tell you too..." Jack reflected on his thoughts over again and again. It took him a while before he could finally get on his feet and leave, soaring into the sunset.

Inside, Jamie was at his desk, already starting on a new reply to Jack's letter. "Maybe if I start being honest, he'd do the same..." He grabbed his earphones and mp3 player by the wall's end of the desk and played a special playlist, getting him into the mood. And so he wrote... Pouring as much as he can into the letter. Mentioning how he felt about the situation, he brought everything down to heart. He hopes that Jack will do the same.

"This time... No more pretending..." Jamie mumbled under his breath, scribbling his thoughts away.

The next day, Jamie left the letter under a loose roof tile, which he's been using to leave Jack his letters. The mom would randomly clean the room and he wouldn't want her to accidentally throw his papers out. Especially the letters. She'd take in anything that isn't in the drawers or organizers and throw it into her own garbage bag. So he can't just leave the letter there on the desk for Jack, she'd see it and throw it away.

Jamie stared at that roof tile for a moment. He smiled to himself, proud and yet nervous over what he has written. "All that's left to do now is wait..." He grabbed his bag by the door and headed out for school.

About an hour after Jamie left, Jack hovered by the window, checking the loose tile for a new letter. He knew Jamie had school that day so he didn't bother to scan the perimeter to ensure his stealth.

Since Jamie wasn't going to be home fore another 5 or 6 hours, he decided to just read the letter on the spot. Before opening it, he felt an invisible tug on his chest. The letter seemed to give him a sense of anxiety, it somehow scared him in a way. Taking in a gulp and a deep breath, Jack revealed the letter delicately and started to read...

Jack,

I have to admit, I haven't been really honest with you.. But since I know you haven't been really honest with me either, I decided to start. It's been miserable without you. I miss you soo much! What have you been doing? You know that all this drama about leaving me is not going to work. I will never stop believing. I can still grow up and have a normal life. People will just think of me as different. And I don't mind that. I'm sure I'll find someone or some people who'll accept me for who I am. A believer. But right now, I need you to accept that there's nothing you can do to make me forget you. I'm sorry I can't move on like you told me to. But I see no reason why I should anyways... When you're here, I feel protected... Safe... Happy. When a bad day comes, you're there to make everything better. And all these letters could never be enough because we haven't even been honest with each other anyways. So what's the point? You're my best friend, Jack. And the most amazing one I've ever had! I love you, you really mean so much to me. I didn't expect it to hurt this much to not see you... Actually, I only made this letter thing to buy more time to think of a way to convince you to see me again. But I can't because I know it's impossible. I just HAVE to see you. I need you here with me. I've never really wanted a brother till I met you. I NEED you, Jack. And as a Guardian, isn't it your job to be there when I need you?

No more games. No more pretending... What is it with you? What's REALLY been going on? All you do is talk about your Job, other's jobs. You need to tell me how this has been affecting you! I need to know if you've been just as miserable as I have been these past few months! I can't stand it! You haven't told me how MUCH you missed me. You haven't mentioned anything about even WANTING to see me. Do you really just drop by to pick up and leave letters? I thought you were supposed to be watching over me? I thought you'd always be with me. In my heart or no heart, it seems like my heart is lost when I don't have my favorite playmate with me. I can't feel happy. Not properly at least... It's always just a moment of happiness... But then it quickly disappears. Where have you been Jack? Where are your thoughts about me? Are you hiding it? Or have you really just forgotten about how 'special' I was to you. You told me I was your favorite... Because I first believed... You said you'd never leave and you could tell me anything... But all you're doing is telling me nothing... Please, Jack... No more fake letters... Tell me...

Sincerely yours,

Jamie Bennet

Jack pounded his fist onto his lap, head low, grip tightening on the letter. He felt his entire body shake. The emotions coming to him were getting so full so quick, he almost felt like throwing up.

"Jamie... I'm sorry..." He looked to the sky. Now that he's learned the truth, some of which he already knew, he couldn't help but blame himself for even accepting the letter idea in the first place. 'I want to be honest too Jamie... But I just... Can't...' It seems that their plan wasn't working. Jamie can't move on, he can't grow up, knowing that there's still hope. The letters gave him hope. Hope that Jack should have never given in the first place. He should have ended all contact from the beginning. After the talk, he should have forced onto Jaime the reality of what must become.

"I'm sorry Jaime... So very sorry..." He lifted his free hand to wipe the tears already streaming down his face. He stood there for almost five minutes sobbing to himself. There were so much tears, he practically soaked his sleeve.

After those five minutes, he finally took composure over himself and attempted to shake the feelings off. He then folded the letter and stuffed it into his hoodie's pocket.

He tightened his grip on his staff, eyes stern with pride over his new decision. "Jamie... This is for the best..." He mumbled before flying with the wind, making his way to the North Pole.

A month has passed since Jamie wrote his last letter to Jack. He hasn't received a single reply since. Everyday, he'd go through his drawers and his window to check the loose tile only to find nothing there or anywhere. Had his letter made Jack decide to stop completely? Was it mistake to write all those things? What if he never sees Jack ever again? 'Maybe he's just busy?' Jamie thought... But a month is too long... 'He'd have at least replied after two weeks... What Happened?' Jamie panicked. The attempt to bring Jack's true feelings out just made things worse. His worst fear of Jack being gone...

"'Did I say too much?! At least TELL me what I've done to deserve this!" He screamed to the heavens from his room. All the sorrow brought him to his knees and soon he heard a knock on the door. His heart jumped only yo be relaxed at the sound of his mother's voice.

"James? Are you alright? I heard your screaming from downstairs? Is everything okay?" Her tone, of a mother's worry.

"It's just the homework load, mom! I'm fine!" He yelled in a whiny manner at the door.

"Jack... Why?" Jaime whispered. "What have I done...?" He cupped his face, whole body heavy with gloom.

Come Christmas, Jack still gave no reply

On Easter, no special egg hunt

For months, Jamie got nothing. Just lifeless days of nothingness... No Jack, no letters, no hope...

Made one start to wonder if it really was time to move on?

AMP! (Expression of distress or anger in my country) FUUU! TTATT Why do I always insist on depressing myself over OTPs?!

I want this story to have some comedy. And it will, I promise (or at least promise to try). I just need the depression of the situation to sink in a little longer for now. It'll get sweeter, no worries :D This is actually just kind of the continuation of the prologue actually. But come next chapter, the real story begins! And it will start where I left off in my Doujin (still have yet to complete page 2 and start on page 3... Heheh...)

So check the doujin on my DA: mirror62626. It's entitled "One Letter". It's kind of a preview of the next chap ;P

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