A not so typical teen love story (jelsa)

25 ~ The box

I wake up with my head banging like a construction site has entered my head. The light burns my eyes so I shut blinds to block out the sunlight.  I need some painkillers. I trudge down the stairs and into the kitchen to find 7 pairs of eyes staring at me.

" what?" I ask, irritated by the fact their all tracking my with their eyes as I walk over to the medicine cupboard. The kitchen is big and a collosal round table that sits us all stands near the back while the Black marble surfaces create the preparation area with the stove, fridge and  a dishwasher at the front.

" you look like hell" Emma speaks up.

" gee thanks Emma" I say sarcastically.  I grab the pills and pour a glass of water. Awkwardly,  I put the pills in my mouth and swallow it back. They continue to stare at me as if I'm some sort of alien, the silence too loud to bare. I sigh and walk off not wanting to spend another minute being judged by my own family. Thats how I see them anyway.

I flop on my bed, my head still feeling like a balloon been blowed up then let down again. I feel like its going to burst any minute. 

" Elsa?" Jack's voice says distantly. I sit up and see him leaning against the doorframe.

" Jack?" I reply. He shifts his body uncomfortably and doesn't look in my eyes.

" what do you remember from last night? Like the party?" He asks looking down at the floor kicking dirt around on the carpet.

" I remember us in the kitchen drinking from the bottle and then it gets a bit blurry.  I remember we played somesort of drinking game and thats it" I say racking my brain of the memories of last night.

" sooo you dont remember anything with Andy?" He asks now messing with his fingers.

" what? Why, what happened with Andy?" I ask urgently standing up and walking over to him.

" umm you..he... umm well you .... he was..." he stutters struggling to get his words out.

" Jack whatever it was I was drunk, I didn't know what I was doing. I didn't know what was happening" I explain. I dread to think what happened, what he did to me. " Tell me what happened" I demand.

" umm well, when I found you after the drinking game I umm ... he was umm touching you umm and kissing you" he says awkwardly.

" he was kissing me!?" I almost scream.

" y-your neck and collarbone" he says starting to cower out of the room.

" not on my lips?"

" n-no" I sigh in relief. I don't want my first kiss wasted on him especially if I cant even remember it. 

" b-but he was t... touching you. Don't you care?"

" of course I care it's just ..." I trial off.

" what? Just what?" He says his voie become harsh and angry.

" I'm relieved my first kiss wasn't wasted on him" I mumble looking to the floor. It's embarassing to admit that you haven't had your first kiss by age 15.

" what was that?" He asks irritated. I sigh and repeat myself louder than before.

" wait, you haven't had your first kiss?" He asks confused. His eyebrows knitted together.

" no, I know it's embarrassing" I mutter under my breath.

" if it's any consolation, neither have I" he says before leaving the room and shuts his bedroom door creating a barrier between us.  Has he really not had his first kiss?

I knock on Anna's door. It's time we spent some time together.

" Anna" I shout.

" what?" She says irritated, opening the door.

" we're going out, be ready in fifteen minutes." I say and before she can reply I run off back into my room. I go to the back of my wardrobe and grab the first things I see. A simple blue vest top, a pair of black jeans and an old jacket that I haven't worn since we lived it at our aunts. I wonder where she is? They never told me what happened, everytime I mention it they change the subject.  I put them on and something small and metal falls out of the jacket pocket. I bend down and pick it up, flipping the object in my hands. It's a key! And not just any key, it's the one for my locked box. I don't have time to look at it now though so I hide it in my pillow case. I grab my bag off my draws that already has my phone, money and keys in and knock on Anna's door again. She comes out and gives me a quizical look.

" where are we going?" She asks excitedly.

" either shopping, the cinema, bowlimg or ice skating, I haven't decided yet" I reply grabbing her hand and dragging her out.

" can we go ice skating? I've never been before"

" have you not?" She nods her head. " then lets change that" I say. Instead of leading her to the sports complex in which normal people would go, I lead her to a lake in the forest. I found it when I was wondering aimlessely when I was bored and everyone was at school.

The lake is serene, the water just waiting to be broken. I hover my foot over the water and slowly bring it down. My foot barely touches the water as it freezes over and becomes solid, it starts to snow lightly keeping the lake frozen. I turn to Anna how is looking from me to the lake in admiration.  I flick my hand towards her feet and a pair of black ice skates appear on on her feet with an 'A' embroided on the back.

" Elsa their .. beautiful" she says breathlessly. I chuckle and grab her hand leading her onto the ice. She wobbles a bit but hold onto my arms with dear life.

" relax Anna, you'll fall over more if your stiff" I advise. She nods her head and she relaxes, letting go of me. I bend my knees slightly and push off and Anna tries to copy. A wide smile appears on her face as she glides stiffly over the ice but her foot slips into a funny angle and she falls to the ice. I skate over to her and help her up.

" are you okay?" I ask.

" are you kidding? I couldn't be happier" she replies giddly. " just help me keep my balance"

" okay" I laugh. I hold her hand and we skate around together laughing. Anna falls over. Alot. But not because she can't skate, it's because she's naturally clumsy. When we've finished, Anna's jeans and her knees is starting to wear away and her hands are glowing red. I de-freeze the lake and we make our way home. It's felt like forever since I've spent time with her, since we've had fun together.  For the first time in forever, I actually feel as if we are sisters.

I enter my room exhausted. The thousands of questions from everyone has taken the energy from me. What really pisses me off is that I didn't get any answers. I shake the anger from my head and fumble for the key in my pillow case. I feel something cold brush my hand and I grab it and pull it out. I walk over to the metal box standing almost menacingly, just staring at me. I put the key in the lock and turn it. I lift the lid and realise it's not my bracelet box. The inside is a dark red. The initials carved In the side of the lid read 'E.V' but engraved in a different style of writing from mine. This isnt my box. It's my mothers box.