Hey here's the next chapter, sorry for the wait! I hope to have the next one up soon, but the holidays are catching up with me and my family doesn't want me on the computer as much and that's the reason I haven't been on. At any rate I hope you enjoy this heart wrenching chapter.
Jack woke up and was suddenly panicked, he had been kidnapped during the night! "I bet it was Pitch," he thought, looking around at the familiar darkness and chained cages. He was going to stand up but was stopped by the shackles against the bars. "Hello Jack." a voice said not to far away. He lifted his head to see cupid stepping out of the shadows from the other side of the cage. "Cupid." Jack said with gritted teeth. "You were the on behind this weren't you?" "Of course, who else would have power like me?" Cupid said with a sly smile. "The only power you have to create fake love. You're not the goddess of love, you're the goddess of lust." Jack said anger burning in his eyes. Cupid smiled, making Jack hate her even more, like this whole thing was just some big joke to her. "That's right Jack." she said, "Even the nicest people I can turn into total pervs... just like Mark." Jack's eyes went wide hearing this. He was just an ordinary guy.
Cupid lifter Jack's chin up with a slime finger. "You have a debt to pay Jack, and I'm tired of waiting." She drew closer to Jack's pale lips, he could feel her breath. He quickly turned his head to this side. "Never." he said. She tried to kiss him from where he was now. "You kiss me, I will haunt your every foot step until I find the right time to end you." Cupid back away surprised at what just came from Jack's mouth. She hid her fear perfectly and let it off this a laugh. "Fine... just let me ask you one thing, Jack." Cupid said. "Why love a mortal? She won't be there forever. Eventually she will grow old and die and you will be all alone again. Then what Jack." Jack knew what she said was true, he just never liked to think about it. "I'm sure there's a way." Jack said. "Perhaps, but what is there isn't?" Then what?" Cupid said. Jack looked up at Cupid sternly, "Then I will love her with all my heart until the day she dies, and even after that. She will always be loved." Jack said. "You can't make me love you Cupid, not after what you've done." He clenched his hands and the shackled turned bright blue. "I'm going back, and you can't stop me." Jack said breaking the chains. "It's too late Jack, she loves someone else now." Cupid said. "What?" Jack said. "I sent Pitch to find an old friend of (y,n)'s... a guy named... Mark." Cupid said. Jack looked at her in horror and flew of with cupid laughing at his fear.
Sure enough Mark was there by your bed in the hospital. "I'm so sorry for what I've done to you. I don't understand why I did it," Mark said. "It's not like me at all." You placed a hand on his. "Thanks for apologizing Mark. I forgive you." You said and his eyes perked up. "Really?" he said relieved. You smiled and nodded. Jack flew into the room though you didn't notice. Horrified to see you holding hands with someone who had hurt you so badly. But what happened next crushed him more than anything. Mark leaned in and gave you a kiss on the cheek, but that's not what hurt. The smile that you gave when his lips touched your face crushed Jack's heart.
Jack stood there by the window his hand clenched against his chest, tears streaming down his face. "So this is what your heart breaking feels like." he thought. He felt so helpless, unable to call out to you, to cup your small chin, anything. It was unbearable.
Mark backed away smiling, you as well. "I was wondering..." Mark hesitantly asked, "Even thought my past with you is not great... I was wondering... would you... be my girlfriend?" You sat there for a moment thinking. Then did the unspeakable... said...yes.
"What?" Jack said out loud, "No" He dropped to his knees crying. "This can't be happening." he sobbed, "All I ever wanted to do was lover her, and that chance is probably gone forever." He covered his face his is hands and cried. It felt like a thousand knives had cut through his heart and left it there to shrivel into dust. "Don't forget me!" Jack cried, "Don't forget me! PLEASE!" He sat there for a few more minutes in pieces until he heard shuffling. Mark was saying goodbye. Jack looked up from his tear covered hands and used his staff to help himself up as if was really injured. He walked over to you bed where you were starting to fall asleep because of the medicine. "(y,n)?" Jack called out in hopes for there to be a response. Nothing. He slowly reached for your hand. Another knife tore threw his heart when it went completely threw. You didn't even seem to feel the cold like you used to. More tears trailed down Jack's unusually pale face.
He looked to the side to see a small notepad and pen. Picking it up he wrote, "(y,n) I'm here for you even thought you don't remember. I love you more than you can imagine, you are my little snowflake. You were my first kiss, my first love, my snowflake. I will always be here for you even though you can't see me. Get better soon! I love you with all my heart. Jack Frost."
A tear fell onto the paper as he placed it by your bed. "Maybe that will do something." Jack thought. He watched you as you quietly slept. "I hope the day comes...the day you remember me."