A/N: I know, the chapter name is terrible. So go ahead, laugh.
JACK'S P.O.V
The pain was too intense to handle. But I knew it was Elsa's pain. I wondered if this was all her pain, or just the hurt I caused her. Either way, I did not want to be Elsa. I could walk, but my legs felt broken. I could pick anything up, but my arms felt broken, and my fingers felt fractured. It's a terrible thing, you know. Having all the pain but none of the injuries. It makes you wonder if death really is a terrible thing, like most people think. Or at least, taking your own life. (A/N: I know suicide is terrible, but these are Elsa's thoughts in Jack's head.)
"So it's karma!" I said. "From whom?" Mom asked, but she knew it was Elsa. "You know," I said, earning a sigh from my mother. Then it happened. It was so unexpected and sudden. I died. No I didn't, no I didn't, stop freaking out, it was a joke. A gargantuan wave of pain washed over me. It was undying pain. Never ending kicks and punches, choking, and people yelling in my ear. "Monster!" they shouted. "Trash!" they screamed. I covered my ears, which only made them louder. I screamed, making them louder again. When would this torture stop?
A/N: Hi everyone. I'm [REDACTED], and I like warm hugs! Sorry I had to. Also, sorry for the short chappie😢. THEY WILL BECOME LONGER. Allons-y! (edit from 2019 - i have no clue what the hell i was trying to say here.) -Unicornpig🐷🌈
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Fanfictioni wrote this when i was 10. idk why you'd want to read it because it's sucks highkey but whatevs ig now with commentary from 2019! you can all suffer with me on this journey. or you can just not read it. take a wild guess on which i'd advise you to...
