Dream of Me || Jelsa Fanfic

Chapter 01

JACK

I gasped. Deep breathe. Deep.. breathe. I immediately sat on my bed at placed my fingers on my lips. That dream..

My heart constrict in pain when I thought about her. Those tears that kept on falling from her eyes has made me weak, like those tears have some sort of power that the more they fall, the more I became weak. But the weirdest part, is that I don't know her.

I closed my eyes and clenched my fist. Think Jack! Think! Who could she be?! Think!

"You.. and me.. forever.."

"...forever.."

"Arrgh!"

My head hurts. I held my head for how many minutes and soon, the pain disappeared. I opened my eyes. I can't help but feel disappointed, why can't I remember her? Why can she make me feel weird emotions?! WHO.IS.SHE?!

Knock. Knock.

"Jack? Are you alright? I heard you grunting, are you okay?"

I glanced at the clock near my bed side table and saw that it was still, 4:26 AM. I sighed and massaged my temples.

"I-I'm fine Hic. Go back to sleep.." I answered.

I heard his footsteps walking away and I release the breathe I was holding in.

I stared at the wall in my left and returned thinking about that girl. Who could she possibly be? Why is she crying? Why did she k-kiss me? Why did she said my name? And she called me 'Jack Frost' why? Isn't Jack Frost some sort of expression?

Questions swirled in my head but all I could picture is her crying face. Her tears. Thise emotions in her eyes when she saw me. I feel so frustrated!

I saw my reflection at the mirror near my closet, that's when I noticed my eyes are red and I was crying. Why? I wiped the tears away. Jack, it is all just a dream! A dream! Why are you crying because of that?!

Yeah. I should rather sleep. I returned to lay down and stared at the ceiling. Her image flashed once more in my mind before I drift off to oblivion. But this time, I didn't dream of her.

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"Did you even sleep? You look like a panda Jack!"

"Oh shush, Flynn! You see he is not in the mood.."

"Why Hic? What did happen?"

"I don't know! But I heard him sobbing last night.."

"Jack cried? That's a first.."

I didn't said anything, yet I heard their conversation. So I cried last night? I don't remember crying.. except for that-- nothing! Forget about it. Forget about it.

Forget what happened last night or this morning, Jack! It's just a dream!

But why did I drew her?

I did draw her on my sketch book. I drew her the way I saw her in my dream. Maybe for basis? Yeah.. for that.. so if I see her again, I might know who she is..