JELSA ONE SHOTS(●'◡'●)ﾉ❄︎

Drowned

(I KNOW WE WEREN'T PERFECT BUT I'VE NEVER FELT THIS WAAAAAY FOR NO OONEEE~)

{3rd person:}

Elsa, the 21 year old and that so-called "perfect girl", was the role model of literally anyone in her campus. Has good grades in high school, had a "flawless" way of thinking. Perfect face, figures, that every girl dreamed they had. The girl every guy swoons at.

Little did they know, being in the spotlight feels like hell. Literal hell.

While her botyfriend, or should we say.. husband, is the complete opposite of her. He was a bad boy you'd find while walking down the streets at midnight, smoking and drinking. They never knew the reason why Elsa chose and married him. He's not that much of an approachable guy for everyone.. but she did not care. They secretly got married after knowing that everyone will object anyway, if they tell them that they wanted to marry each other.

Elsa did not care at all. She wants him to have freedom. She loved him enough to let him have his own fun. If that's what makes him.. happy. She'd always take care of him. She never had some time to take care of herself, as she was busy with him. She'd stay up all night trying to wait for him to come home. Just so she could embrace him with her arms. And tell him how much she loves him, and she does not get tired of taking care of him.

Jack would sometimes yell at her when he was drunk. She'd let it slide, even if it can affect her feelings. She knew he was not himself. As if she was immuned to some virus. It hurt her at first, but as her "love" for him continues to drown her, she became numb, just smiling and nodding at him.

But she still stayed.

She was drowned. Love drowned her, and she was oblivious about that. She believed it was because of "true love", that's why she's still by his side. They became one, as they got married. Loving herself meant loving him, too.. well atleast that's what she believes.

She never felt pain anymore, like a girl getting repeatedly stabbed and still does not flinch, or even wince in pain. All she felt was.. love. She just knew that she loves him. That was clear in her mind.

I love him, so I'll stay. I'll handle any pain he causes me because I LOVE HIM. I'll stay... at his worst, at his VERY WORST. I'll do anything he asks of me because I love him.

Those words were crystal clear in her mind. Like her favorite song she still hasn't forgotten. Like a math equation she memorized when she was 16. Those stayed in her mind, as it slowly brainwashes her. Her own thoughts, putting her into a spell she never realized she was in.

He was just using her, and she still has no clue. It was seen by his actions, but she stayed oblivious. She kept repeatimg those words until it fully takes over her mind, and soul. It drowned her, it's suffocating.. something she'd never felt before... yet she still believes it's "true love".

Now she was staring at him, lying down on their bed, smelling like the liquor he'd just drank. Soundlessly sleeping. She smiled to herself as she found him very adorable to look at. She planted a soft kiss on his forehead. "No matter what happens, I love you."

He fell inlove with her features, she fell inlove with his soul. She loved her truly, as he loved the curves of her body.. as she was gently swaying them that night they first met.

She never knew anything about that. All that mattered to her is him.

"Even if people doesn't want us together, I'll never leave your side, love. I'm sure they'll understand if they meet their one and only... " she let out a sigh, and wrapped her arms around him. She burried her head onto his chest, then smiled to herself. "Oh, look. It's our 4th year anniversary... rest well so we can celebrate it together tomorrow." She looked up at him, only to find him sleeping peacefully. He's been sleep deprived lately... she softly kissed his lips. "I love you so much.."

Love drowns people...

She was one of them.

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I wish people understood how hard social anxiety is.

Like.. a conversation of me and my aunt went like this.

We were preparing for dad's burial this saturday. And she told me to mame a speech and well.. you know me. Not as confident as them, especially when people's attention were at me.

"You should make a speech."

"I don't want to."

"Why?"

"I feel anxious about going in front of the crowd."

And ya know what she replied to me?

"Just don't get anxious!"

*slow clap* WOW IM NOT ANXIOUS ANYMORE. SOCIAL ANXIETY IS GONE. WOW.

And I'm experiencing cramps in the middle of the conversation... I overthinked after that. I had a little panic attack, but no one knew that.

I wish they understood HOW HARD SOCIAL ANXIETY IS. I just wished they did.

Good job aunty now I feel A LOT WORSE🥰🥰

Just me ranting about something people won't care about🤠

Anyways..

Teacher Julia is taking a day off today because MENSTRUATION.

And stress..

And overthinking😀

But anyways, yeah... I'll get over it. Alone.😀😀

Bye😀