Jelsa: I am not a monster

Chapter 4: The Usual + More

Elsa's pov:
I close the door behind me as I leave the room my thoughts filled with confusion. Where had that ice puppy come from? Because I certainly didn't make it. The only way for an ice puppy like that to be created was...

Was for someone else to have ice powers. Is it possible? There's no point in asking this question to any one, as no one will be able to answer it.

But that puppy couldn't of been a coincidence, it came just at the moment I was going to start crying, as I was thinking of what foul moves Patrick will pull on me tonight. (I imagined the worst kind)

And then came the puppy to cheer me up, it was as if someone was watching me. I place a hand on my cheek and start to blush at the thought, I hate being watched.

"Elsa can you come down stares please?" Dad asks from the bottom of the stairs. Let's get this over with.

"I'm coming dad" I announce down the stairs.

I take a deep breath and start to make my way down. Patrick and his dad have come round many nights, for many years now but I still haven't gotten used to it yet. You can probably guess the reason why.

I look around the room as I stand at the bottom of the stares, I can see that the adults are all talking, probably about business they never stop working.

That just leaves me in the company of Anna and Patrick, both of their eyes are fixed on my as I enter the room.

Anna's eyes reflect off sympathy towards me, and disgust towards Patrick. Patrick's eyes reflect off sarcasticness, and a look saying 'I want to touch you'. Basically his usual slutty look.

I avert his gaze and go towards Anna.

"Good evening Elsa, and her" Patrick finally says, whilst pointing at Anna.

" 'She' has a name, her name is Anna. do not insult my sister, Patrick"

"Elsa, you know that's not his name, his name is Pitch" Anna very politely butts in.

Anna was correct it was as if Pitch was his actual name, but down on the birth certificate it was Patrick. I tend to call him Pitch as well, but dad tells me and Anna to call him by his 'proper' name.

"My apologies" Pitch says sarcastically.

I inspect his sloppy figure, Pitch had sticky up black hair, and had grey skin, he also had golden eyes. The doctors said it was just a technicality during birth that caused that look in his appearance.

Not that I cared even without those colours he would still look evil.

"Anna can you go and help your mum pour the drinks?" dad says whilst walking over.

I can see Anna is reluctant to leave me alone with pitch, I am very protective over Anna and she is also protective over me. She hates leaving me with Pitch as she knew what he has done to me in the past and continues to do to the present day.

"OK" she eventually answers towards dad.

"Good girl" Anna then leaves and heads towards the kitchen.

"I'll leave you two too talk" dad politely says then walks back over to mum and Pitch's dad.

"Why don't we go up to your bedroom Elsa and have a little fun?" Pitch asks whilst placing his hand under my chin.

"We won't have time for 'fun' because we'll be eating in a few minutes" I blankly say, whilst not making any eye contact with him.

His face turns angry, his was about to grip my chin harder, to make me scared, but as if on cue...