Never There ~ A Jelsa Story~

38; When The Clock Strikes

Hello everyone! It's been like 4 years since I started writing this, and it's one of my most popular books, so I would really like to complete it. I am sorry if my writing style has changed over the years, but hopefully it is more interesting now. Please let me know what you think. I am now thinking of Elsa and Jack as more of my own characters, rather than the ones in Disney, just because I find it easier to write them, especially now that I'm older. Thank you for reading this, and I'm sorry that this book is so cringy! I am trying to make the writing more sophisticated, interesting and the chapters longer. Thank you for reading this far! ~ The Author <3

I glanced at the phone again, my lip trembling. I wanted to kill her. Rapunzel. It seemed like she wanted to kill me too. Not in the same way. Murder comes in two varieties - physical and emotional. You can end one's life in a few minutes using your cold, evil hands, or you can torture them over years, taking everything they have and everything they are and twisting it until the strings break. Both are terrible, yet emotional torture wrecks you slower, like an aching disease. 

Why had she done it? Was she just a horrible person? Maybe she didn't mean to break my soul. Maybe Marcus hadn't deliberately tortured me. I had done similar things to Jack when I left him; does that make me a life-destroyer too? 

I started to wonder if I could start again. I hadn't had much of a life yet - I had become a mother, gotten married, so early... I had never had a proper career, there were certain things that 20-year-olds were supposed to do. Maybe I could try and go to college, or university even, and take some classes. Maybe I could have a part-time job on the side, and I could ask my family and friends to help me babysit my children. Or I could borrow some money, and get a nanny - and while I was at it, I could book a couple of therapy sessions, and try to get my life back on track again. It seemed a bit unrealistic... but... the human race had always said 'you can do anything you want'. I had always thought that quote was completely rubbish as a child: all I had ever wanted was to become some kind of fairy with magical ice powers or something, or as a slightly older person, I had wanted to find a way to cheat death, so that no-one in my family had to die. My mother and father. How disappointed they would have been if they had seen me now. They would have had some great advice though. 

I sighed, and picked myself up off of the floor. I hadn't realised how cold I was. I went to my contacts, and hovered over Jack's name. I called him.

"Jack? I- I can't-" I wanted to speak but my throat had closed up. I almost began hyperventilating again.

"Elsa? What's going on? Are you alright?"

"No, Jack... everything in my life is wrong. Michael... he's horrible. I didn't realise before. I was so stupidly in love with the idea of being loved by someone. I should have known when he forced me to... to do things with him, and forced me to get pregnant as well, but I ignored it. I told myself that that was what I wanted. I was stupid. Now he's cheating on me. And he hit me, Jack. And do you know who he cheated on me with? I'll give you three guesses. It was Rapunzel. Rapunzel, the one that ruined my whole life. She seems determined to go after all of my men! It's kind of funny if you think about it. First it was Flynn, then you, and now Michael as well. Oh god, oh god! Why am I not good enough for them? Am I just not attractive enough? When a girl like Rapunzel comes along, and shows interest, they just flock to her? Does anybody have any decency anymore?"

He said nothing.

"Jack?"

"Sorry. No, nobody has decency anymore."

Jack's POV

I love her. I love her so much, and I miss her even more. I want to hug her, to tell her that I love her. But that wouldn't be the decent thing to do. What she needs at the moment is a friend. I need to be there for her as a friend.

"Where are you going to go?"

"I honestly don't know. I guess I could try to withdraw the house from the market? It's a bit terrible, but if I need the house..."

"That's perfectly acceptable, El..sa."

"But there was an interested buyer, Jack. What do I say to them?"

"Tell them that you're sorry. Tell them that you've had an emergency. You come first, before anyone else."

"I guess..."

"Do you need any help moving your things?"

"If you're offering, a bit of help would be useful. Thank you."

"No worries," I smiled slightly. "Can you text me your address?"

"Yep..."

"I'll be there as soon as possible."