Remember My Frost-Bitten Love (Jack Frost x Reader) - ON HIATUS -

I love Her, But She Disappeared

Chapter 1 - I Love Her, But She Disappeared

Jack's Pov:

*flashback*

I'd visited her house every night. I would hide outside her window, while she played her instrument, and sang with an angelic voice. Her music always made everyone around her happy, she would singing in the park and immediately brightened up people's day, no matter what mood.

I knew she believed in the Guardians, it was obvious when she saw me in the park once. She was sketching something, and saw me, about 12 paces away.She turned back to her sketch pad, thinking it was a dream, she then lifted her head again, and I fled. I didn't know why I left, I just did. But when she looked at me, I felt butterflies. What really got me the most was, she was past the age when she was supposed to believe in the guardians. Then one day, on her 17th birthday, she just disappeared off the face of the earth. She died, in a car crash. It hurt. I blamed my self for not being there for her. The one I love, gone...

I went to her funeral prayers every night. It's just one little night I couldn't go, North called for a meeting. As soon as I got back, I made my way to the parlor. Her body was gone. I panicked, but then thought, Either way she was gone, forever, and I couldn't do anything both times.

*end of flashback*

Ever since she left, I couldn't enjoy music as much any more, and I would stop the music as fast as I could, I would just feel empty inside, and guilty. I couldn't even say her name, it just hurt too much.

I could feel a pit in my stomach as I made my to North's, apparently there was something important. I held back my tears, but all that ran through my head was: I loved that girl. Even to this day, 100 years later,I was still in love with her. I didn't know it until she went missing. Going a day without hearing her angelic voice drove me insane. Crazy to think, that ever since before I became a Guardian, I was in love with her. If I was just there for her. Everything would be perfect. It still hurts. I feel absolutely lost now, and the pit in my stomach grew with every meter I flew.