E L S A
"What are you saying?" Anna blurted out. "That this isn't progress?"
"I'm not saying that, ms. Arendelle. I'm just saying that it is abnormal for someone to lose all of their memory, I was expecting Elsa to get back her childhood memories sooner. But she is making progress. Just more slowly." the doctor said.
I was sitting there with my eyes closed and my head in my hands, letting the two of them argue.
"Why couldn't you have brought that in a more positive manner? My sister had her hopes up." Anna snapped at the doctor.
"I apologize, ms. Arendelle. I'm just doing my job." The doctor said.
"I want you to leave, both of you!" I exclaimed. The doctor nodded and left. Anna, on the other hand, stayed.
"Elsa, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at your doctor." Anna said softly.
"No, you're right. You shouldn't have! He's just being real. He's right. I make progress way too slow and I might never get all of my memories back!" I snapped.
"That's not true, Elsa. You're doing great. Don't listen to him!" Anna said.
"Can you please leave me alone?" I whispered.
Anna remained silent for a moment, then she started to cry silently. "This is hard for me too, Elsa. And I don't wanna know how this must be for Jack. And we're trying our best to help you recover but I'm not just someone you can snap at." Anna said and left.
I hugged my knees and started to cry too, I didn't want to snap at her but I was so frustrated. The doctor made me feel disappointed about my recovery and I felt hopeless once again.
I ended up pacing around my room, trying to force myself to remember things.
"Get it together." I whispered. "Control it!"
"Just feel, feel...FEEL!" I exclaimed. There was nothing but an empty space inside of me, a space where the memories should be.
I heard the door creak behind me, I gasped and spun around and saw Jack coming into my room. I startled him a little by my sudden reaction.
"You..okay?" Jack asked unsurely.
"Yeah.." I said while I dried my wet cheeks with my sleeves. "Uh, actually, no. I'm not okay. This hospital is driving me crazy. I'm never getting my memories back here." I said while looking down.
"Just a few more days, Els. The doctors want to run some more tests." Jack spoke calmly. Somehow his presence made me calmer.
"Els?" I whispered. "Is that what you always call me?" I asked while I sat down on the edge of the bed and Jack sat down on the chair infront of me.
"Yeah, never really thought about it." Jack chuckled. "I heard you got some memories back. That's great!"
"Yeah, I did." I sighed.
"So what's wrong, Els?"
"What? Oh, it's nothing." I said and I looked down again.
"I know that face." Jack said while he lifted my chin up and forced me to look into his cyan eyes. Okay, I get why I fell in love with him once. He has the most dreamy eyes!
"It's..uh." I tried to swallow the lump in my throat but I couldn't. I felt embarassed to cry infront of him. I didn't know him that well after all...
"It's what?" he spoke softly.
"Sorry, I-I'm such an emotional w-wreck." I tried to chuckle, but I ended up crying. I hid my face in the palms of my hands.
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The Streetboy (Jelsa)
FanfictionI'm going to tell you a story, a true one. It's my story. It's about how I met a boy who's life was so different from mine. He showed me his world. Not only did he show me that, he showed me much more. He showed me what a true friendship was and lat...
