Water And Ice

Betrayed

... right after me and my frozen feet were thrown unceremoniously into a thick red sack. I saw white dots dance in my vision, and I succumbed to the cold, numbing darkness that was begging to flood my vision for those fleeting minutes that would change my life forever.

CHAPTER 5: Betrayed

I woke up to hear a thick Australian accent that said "Great job Frosty, ya froze sheila's feet off" I couldn't remember what happened, so I decided to let them believe I was still asleep while I thought about what happened last night. It didn't take me too long to figure out where I was and put one and two together after I heard the one and only Santa Claus,

"Where is new guardian?" he called out; I knew it was him because of the thick booming Russian accent.

"Right here North," the Australian called out "I think Jack did more than freeze her feet though; She's been out cold for hour-" North cut him off

"Speaking of Frost where is he? I must a ask him how he knew girl was in Florida." My heart froze.

'Wait. He told them? He promised, why the hell would he break his word?' I honestly don't know why, but this hurt. a lot. I started to silently cry as I cursed myself and him. 'How could he? I mean... Trust. It was one if the most important virtues (or is it morals?) I held close to my heart. What the heck was wrong with him? Didn't he have basic morals he set for himself? Either way, it was painful, the first person I talked to in centuries broke his word and the trust that I gullibly gave him. Why was I so open? What is wrong with me?!

North noticed my silent tears and I heard his big, heavy boots pound against the floorboards and move towards me. I still cried silently, with an occasional shiver because of how cold my feet were. North then called out, "Jack Frost, come here," within a few moments the air in the cozy building got twenty degrees colder; in a hushed voice he asked, "what did you do to girl? Why is she crying?" I decided that was a good time to wake up and intervene so nothing got too suspicious and no one got in big trouble, by stirring and yawning, as if I had just gotten up from a (maybe not so) pleasant nap and hadn't heard squat.

I sat up and stretched, I rubbed my eyes and opened them. I was in a room full of people who's names were the only thing I knew about them which is kind of creepy and odd...

I was suddenly panic stricken, flooded with anxiety, and I instantaneously tried to crawl back into the warm red sack head first, my upper torso was almost in the sack when something furry grabbed my ankle. The surprise caused me to make a high pitched, girly squeal. My tear-stained face was beat red as I was pulled out of the sack. I looked up and awkwardly waved at Bunny.

"How's the weather up there? I don't know what it's like up there because I am dangling one foot off of the ground, suspended by my FROZEN FOOT! Thanks for that one Mr. Jack traitor Overland Frost. That is your name, right?" I snarled sarcastically. I looked over to Jack, and I could easily read his face; it said 'FUCK she found out' He looked to North and Bunny for help, but they just looked away from him (not so) casually whistling. The room was silent. Sandy was looking at me thoughtfully "yes, Sandy, I am the girl who was looking at the stars right by you last night." I sighed in a bored tone. "Bunny can you let me down so I can claw Jack's eyes out? I already know that you guys want me to be a Guardian."

"Knock yourself out sheila." He replied casually with a smug smile as he slowly set me down. Jack took off running, and I would have too if North hadn't caught me around the waist and said,

"I don't want my workshop destroyed Delilah."

"North; he broke his word, he broke his promise, he broke the rules, and most of all. He broke my trust." I said as my voice shook allowing some hot tears to build up my eyes. North slowly put my feet back on the ground and I questioned, arms crossed so I could hug myself "Why Jack? You gave me your word, and you broke one my biggest morals (virtues?), trust and honesty." I said while I looked at him like a kicked puppy with tears now streaming down my cheeks. I then trudged over to a chair in front of the fire place, too tired to lash out with the anger that had curdled, churned, boiled, and built up in my heart.

I curled up in a ball to block out everyone's attempts to talk to me. I slowly began to hum the song "Hallelujah" and after the third or fourth time I finished the song, I fell asleep, because having my trust broken was exhausting, socialization was exhausting after years of isolation, so was having to drag around semi-frozen feet.

Her feet weren't blocks of ice, they were just too cold for her.

Well crazies. All I have to say is, stay away from people who ruin your individuality. Bye!

-Kitkatgaming