Snowflakes Fall and So Did I

~CHAPTER 61~

~Pitch~

I'm not a desperate person. Not usually. But today, I found myself becoming just that. Desperate for a phone call confirming that the deed has been done. That Jackson Frost is no longer alive. No longer a threat in regards to Elsa's heart. I really did try to be reasonable. To let her have this one thing before she graduates and is swept away by me. I really don't like the idea of her being unhappy, but the following days after the Christmas party became too much for me to bear. I decided to go forth with a "natural accident" for Jack. A freak accident. That's life for you. Accidents happen. Mistakes happen.

And his mistake was ever thinking about getting with her.

It should be me holding her and kissing her and loving her. It should have been me with her mother. But being territorial is such a strong emotion. It's different from jealousy. I'm not jealous of Jack, a mere insolent child. But I am territorial that he's blossomed a relationship with her. With Iduna's daughter. If only Iduna could see me now. I have an empire that I rule; people fear me. I'm finally a somebody, though not to the public, but still a somebody nonetheless. And I'm rich now. Just like her. Though, granted, her money isn't even hers. It's her husband's. Agnarr.

She should have chose me. We were both poor, little nobodies. We could have grown and blossomed together, but instead she chose to easier option. She chose the rich boy, and then that rich boy's sister broke my own sister's heart by getting with her crush. As much as Gothel annoys me, especially when she tries to seduce me (and wins), we share that same pain, and I can't help but sympathize with her. Arianna stole Frederick from Gothel, just like Agnarr stole Iduna from me.

The difference is that Arianna and Gothel were friends. Agnarr and I have always been enemies.

I couldn't have Iduna, so now as revenge, and as a way to finally fulfill my dream of being with her, I will have her daughter. Elsa. Her identical twin almost. It'll be like I'm with Iduna herself, just with white-blonde hair. Elsa's hair honestly makes her more beautiful than her mother, in my opinion.

When she has my children, they will be the most beautiful creations ever to be created.

My phone suddenly rings, snapping me out of my deep thoughts, and I answer it.

"Is it done?" I say, not bothering with a greeting.

"It's done boss, but..."

"But what? Elsa wasn't with him, was she?"

"No sir, but his mom and little sister were."

"And that's supposed to be an issue? As long as Elsa wasn't in the car, I don't care who else was with Jack. Has he wrecked yet?"

"Yes, sir."

"And is he dead?"

"There was a report of two fatalities and one in critical condition. Not identified, but I'll get confirmation for you soon, sir."

"Don't make me wait too long, or it'll be you who's next."

"Yes, sir."

I hang up and relax against my leather chair, smiling contently. This calls for a drink. And so, as I got to my feet to pour me some whiskey, I couldn't help but chuckle, delighted in a way that would get me some comments from Gothel. The same Gothel who has been ignoring me as she conjures up her own mischievous plans. I don't mind in the slightest. The more she's occupied, the less she'll bother me.

Oh, what a wonderful day.

We're starting the New Year out just right.