Forever: The Beginning

Chapter Twelve

Elsa's point of view

I had to tell him to leave.

What else was I supposed to do?

Let him stay here and mock who I am now.

He's just jealous.

He doesn't understand.

He'll never understand.

A knock on the door broke my train of thoughts. Before I could tell them to leave, Anna barged in. "Don't be mad at me, Elsa. I might have been listening through the door, and I have to say something. He deserved better than that. He really cares about you, Elsa. Not just because of your powers, but for you. I don't think he cares about your hair that much nor your powers. I think he really cares about you, and someone that kind, sweet, and selfless deserves better than being treated that way." She said, more like lectured, then simply left.

Who is she to lecture me?

She has no right.

She's just a child.

She might be, but she definetely wasn't wrong about how I'd treated him.

He did deserve better.

A wave of guilt washed over me. I've been lashing out at him, while he's been a perfect gentleman. I can't believe I've cared so much that he left, when all that should matter is that he came back. I could feel my eyes tearing up, but I bit my lip and held them back. "You never do that when he's around," a voice inside me said.

True, but that's different.

If I held them back he'd just find another way for them to come out.

"Haven't you ever wondered why he makes you so vulnerable?" the voice said.

Wow, I don't think I've ever really thought of it. He's just amazing. He's kind. He's sweet. He's so selfless. He always wants what's best for me.

Then I realized why he looked so upset. "He must've thought that, now that I don't have my powers, I would change the way I act around him." I said to myself.

"Which is exactly what you did." The voce said. It was right. I had acted differently towards him. I was so selfish. I opened the door and started running out of the house.

I had to find him.

I had to apologize.

He has to know.

I heard Anna screaming my name, "Elsa." I didn't care.

He has to know how I feel.

He has to know that....

He has to know that I love him.