This is Ice

by Disneyspine

Every day I would watch that one girl, hoping she'd notice me. Or...rather that she'd notice me in the way I "noticed" her. She certainly knew who I was, there was no denying that. After all: I was the only ginger, lesbian, goody-two-shoes that had had a crush on her since middle school. Highschool AU, punk!Elsa, femslash (Elsanna), drabble-esque chapters.

44. Chapter 44

I avoided her. I couldn't look at her, because when I did, I didn't feel what I had felt all those other times before. I wasn't sure what I felt, but it wasn't something good.

I didn't want to give up on her. I had promised myself I wouldn't. But she was making it oh-so hard to stick by that promise.

I hated that. I wanted so little. I only wanted for her to be as she used to be, to not be bad.

I wanted for her to be the girl I saw, that one time in the library.

I wanted her to be the girl who read encyclopedias for fun.

I wanted her to build a snowman with me.

I wanted her to be happy.

To feel loved.

To love me.

If I were to be honest, I knew it would take a miracle for that to happen. In spite of everything I've done, with sticking by Elsa...I was not a miracle worker.