Jelsa Running with the stripper

Chapter 42

<<<ELSA'S POV>>>

"I will cut every inch of that perfect skin of yours, Elsie. It's screaming me to cut everywhere." Pitch chuckled.

He was walking slowly closer and closer with black handled combat knife with a 7 inch blade.

"NOOOOOOO!" I screamed.

"Elsa!"

I jumped up out of my sleep to see a very worried Jack. I shook uncontrollably in fear.

"It's okay, Els. I'm right here!" Jack hushed me.

"J-Jack?" I stuttered.

Jack nodded. I jumped at him sobbing in his chest. He hugged me and rocked for comfort. It worked just a bit.

"You should try getting some shut eye," Jack whispered.

I shook my head full of fear. I don't want to see him in my dreams anymore!

"Elsa, should you consider counselling or psychology?" Jack asked.

I didn't reply. I don't want them to diagnose me with loads of none sense and filling my head with thoughts and worries. I guess, it might help.

"Hey, Elsa. You okay?" Jack asked concerned.

"Y-Yeah," I said.

"What time is it?" I asked.

I felt as Jack twisted his body to the clock. I pulled the blanket up, because I'm a bit...traumatised by the cell with the ice cold draft. I don't love the cold as much, but I still have a liking to it, just not in darkness.

"Well, it's three, so what would you like to do?" Jack replied.

"How about cuddling with you and watching a movie?" I suggest.

Jack nods. Jack grabs the pillows and blanket. I go down stairs and start making popcorn. I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist.

"Hey, beautiful," Jack whispers.

"Hey, handsome," I giggle.

I continue making the popcorn. I make us mint chocolate chip milkshakes for the movie. I love chocolate and Jack loves mint, so a mixture.

"You know me too well," Jack chuckles.

"I know," I giggle.

Jack helps bringing the snacks and drinks into the living room on the coffee table. The TV was ready and set up. The film Gnomeo & Juliet is on.

"Is this any good?" I ask.

"Not a clue, never watched it before," Jack shrugs.

"Well, that makes two," I laugh.

Jack chuckles shaking his head at my comment. We start getting comfy under the blankets and puffing up the pillows.

"You comfy?" Jack asks.

"Now, that I'm in your arms, yes," I say dreamily.

Jack smiles and buries his head into my neck. I shiver, but not in a bad way. It's more of the romantic shiver, if that even makes any sense.

"Time for the movie!" Jack claps.

*After the movie*

Me and Jack stretch lazily. We have finished half of the popcorn and drank all our drinks.

"That was surprisingly good!" Jack commented.

"It was a great way to start the day," I agreed.