Never There ~ A Jelsa Story~

Nine; A new friend

Elsa's POV

I eventually broke away from him, and found that my cheeks and gone bright pink. He looked at me and whispered, "I thought you didn't like me, so why did you do that?"

"I did it because I could tell that I had shattered your heart into a thousand pieces by one sentence, and they always say actions are more powerful than words too..."

"Elsa? I know... this is a bit soon... but... will you be my very own flower?"

 I smiled at him and pretended that I couldn't think whether I liked him or not. "Hmm... I don't know... okay, why not? I don't know how I could have hated you, Jack! Mother would have been so proud of me, father too." My eyes misted with tears and they fell down my cheeks slowly. 

He pulled me into a hug and whispered once again, "Oh, flower, please don't cry!" This made me think of my parents again, and soon my tears were flowing like rain, and I didn't want to ever let him go. "You'll make me sad soon!" I tried to stop for his sake, but it was so hard once they had began, and I looked up at him and was horrified to see a little tear falling out of his own eye and I stopped for a second.

"Why are  you sad? It can't just be because of me!"

"My mother and father died too, and it was my fault! They thought I was dead, and I could hear them slightly saying that they couldn't live without me... I wasn't conscious... but I can  remember it, like it was a dream I had, though it must have been real, because when I did wake, the doctor said sadly that they were gone, that they had killed themselves for me! And back then, I didn't have anyone to hold. I had to cry my tears in my head, because I was too proud to let anyone else see them."

"I'm so sorry! Here I am making such a drama of it, and you never were able to cry your own tears! Well, you don't have to be embarrassed with me, Jack, I promise I won't be mad if you make my jumper slightly wet." He gave a shaky laugh and I didn't know quite how I would tell everyone that the boy I had despised had become the boy I couldn't be without almost overnight.

Hours seemed to pass, though it was only after about half an hour, when Jack said, "Well, I guess you won't want me here all night. Shall I make my way out?"

"What? No! It's getting a little too late! You can stay here tonight, keep me company, eh?"

"If you are sure..." he replied, and I grinned. 

"We need to make you a bed..." I think I have a camp bed somewhere... Probably in the creepy attic - not that I'm scared of it at all." He grinned at me and muttered something about not minding in the slightest if I was scared of a dark attic. "Will you come up with me then?"

"Sure, El, I'd love to!" Jack said, and he came with me up to the attic. We looked around the dusty storeroom, and he seemed to have a great time just asking me what everything was. I told him to look to the left, and that I would look to the right. "Elsa? What's this? It's a big wooden box."

I frowned and kneeled down beside the box and opened it, and stared at the contents. It was all of my parents' things from their youth and I lifted my mother's silk dress and let the delicious scent fill my nose. "They are Mother and Father's youth items," I whispered to him, and he put his arm around me and I rested my head on his shoulder. 

"Do you want to look through them now? Or you can wait for another day, if you prefer..."

"I think I'll wait a few days..." I replied, and watched his face fall. "Oh, Jack, it's not that I don't want you with me when I open them, of course, I don't even think I want to look through without you! It's just that I still haven't got used to the idea that they're gone. I guess you were right after all." He smiled at me and held me closer.

"Oh, Elsa, I do love you, you know that, don't you?"

I nodded. If he had said that a few days ago, I would have told him to get out of my house, but now, I just felt so happy and pleased that I didn't know what to say except for four words that would make his heart leap, "I love you too."