Heavy is the Head

Pocahontas - 3

Chapter 24

I want to quit. Those were the words that Aquata wrote down on a whiteboard when Pocahontas went to go and visit her at the Health Hub.

"Quit what?"

Everything.

 And as overdramatic as she was being, Pocahontas deeply resonated with that statement in that precise moment. 

Cinderella was far less stressed now that everyone was helping out and Anna was slowly but surely getting over Hans. Her music playlist was far less depressing and her optimistic outlook on life was gradually returning. Rapunzel was thriving and discovered that her purpose in life was to live as a multipotentialite. Tiana got offered a place at a prestigious cooking training camp over the holidays so she was living her best life.

Pocahontas was confused, tired and really missing home. Exams before the Christmas holidays were right around the corner and it felt like she had been spending the majority of her time revising. However, for the first time in her life, she wasn't sure that she was going to pass all of them. Her heart just wasn't in it and as soon as she memorised one theory or study, her mind wandered somewhere else and the information was replaced with something else.

Everything came to a head when she was getting ready to go out for a walk to clear her head and passed Elsa who was standing extremely still at the front window, pressing a gloved hand against the frosty window with a haunted expression on her face.

"Hello, Elsa." Pocahontas said lightly in passing.

"Good afternoon, Pocahontas. How are you?"

"I'm alright, thank you. You?"

Elsa wiped her face with a gloved hand and it was then that Pocahontas realised that she had been crying. Straight-faced, without a single wobble or crease in her facade save for her the slight dampness around her eyes. 

"Hey, what's the matter?" Pocahontas asked.

Elsa allowed herself a wry smile. It was a strange expression, very unfamiliar on Elsa's face. "Have you ever just gotten tired of caring?"

Pocahontas frowned, "Not really."

"You will one day." Elsa muttered under her breath. 

"Pardon?"

Elsa turned back to stare out of the window again, her eyes glazing over. "A word of advice to you all - leave it alone. Some people are just too far gone." 

"What do you mean by that?"

Elsa just continued to gaze out of the frosted window, miles away. 

Pocahontas raised her voice impatiently. "We know something weird is centred around you that your parents are hiding about us all. What is it? What did Mavis discover that she's not allowed to say? Why can't anyone just say what's going on?"

"I can't tell you. And even if I could, you wouldn't understand." Elsa said, staring down at her gloves.

"How do you know that?"

"Just, please, leave it alone." Elsa backed away from the window, wringing her hands. "For your own sake."

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