Warm Ice (Jack Frost X Reader)

Chapter 5

(Guys....GUYS....GUYYYYYSSS!!! I'M BACK! AFTER ALMOST A YEAR, I AM BACK! I can't believe I paused this story for so long, I've been thinking about it so much and I just couldn't write anything! I'm so sorry...

I am now officially back to work! Wish there are still some peeps lurking out here...it'd be sad to write something no one will ever read ahahaha....haha....ha....h.....//CRIES/ The real story is beginning now, and I'm pretty sure you will appreciate the 6th chapter (I KNOW IT'S GOING ON SLOWLY BUT THAT'S HOW I DO IT)

ENJOY THIS BRAND NEW WARM ICE CHAPTER GUYS!! ;w;)

3 days had passed since the strange "backyard ghost" event. Everything went back to normal, and you weren't one to complain: you were pampered by your parents and you could eat as much food as you wanted. Your younger brother usually went playing video games at his friends' houses, which gave you A LOT of free time and the whole empty house to yourself. You realized being alone wasn't so boring.

And you also realized you were never alone, as you noticed the same voice you heard in your backyard was always following you when you weren't home.

You often heard 'the Voice' mumbling questions in your back, sometimes even laughing or talking to someone else, but you thought it was just the fever that accentuated the effects of the sequels of the accident. You never answered, thinking it would just make things worse. But lately you were having doubts on your sanity and were thinking if you should talk about it to someone. You decided to wait and see what would happen in the next few days, just to be sure you won't needlessly give your parents more work than they already had: if it didn't stop after one week, you'd tell everything.

You thought about doing some volunteering at the local library to change your mind, and your mother agreed to let you out even if you were still sick. It was a nice opportunity to read as many books as you wanted, you thought.

Once arrived, they immediately started giving you work: replacing books on shelves, scanning them, helping children find their picture books and older people with computers, etc. You did not expect that much work, but it was nice to move around a bit.

But something was still bothering you. You were constantly having a tingling feeling in your chest, and it was growing stronger as the days went by. Especially when the Voice was around.

I should probably see a doctor, you thought.

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The day went much slower than you expected, and you were overstrained. A whole day camp group came to visit the library and borrow books, so you had to help them all one by one as two of your colleagues were sick and no one else was available around.

As soon as you left the library, your instinctively headed to the neighborhood park, and took place on a bench facing the frozen fountain.

You just sat there, staring into infinity, looking at the tiny and shiny crystallized water reflecting sun rays into a sea of sparkles. They looked like fireflies in the middle of the day. You kept staring silently, forgetting everything around you. Waiting for something.

Anything.

You took a little bottle of dark red liquid out of your pocket. Your cough had become weaker, but your forehead was still warm and your nose congested. The syrup you had to drink every three hours gave you nausea and you refused yourself to put the disgusting medicine in your mouth, so you just decided to rest a little on the bench. The weather wasn't too bad.

A noise was heard on your right, and you gasped a little.

"It's now or never. Missy, for the last time. Can you actually hear me or am I going nuts?"