True Love (Jelsa Fanfic)

Chapter 14 - Makin' Memories

Jack's POV ~

    Oh.my.god. How have I not seen her all my years?!

    First her and her reserved giggle, then it was her and her warmth, NOW ITS HER AND HER BEAUTIFUL FACE, LAUGHING.
   

    Manny, I need some help. Please.

  
    I was holding Elsa with my 2 arms and even though her heart was nowhere near my hands, I could feel it beating rapidly.
    She was having fun.

    I wanted to reach out my hands and connect them with hers, but, I couldn't because she would fall.

    I smiled down at her waiting to see a hint of her small curved smile. Instead, she looked up at me.
    The full face of happiness spread.

    She looks so adorable...how could no one love her? Wait, does she even have a boyfriend.
Jack, she is right in front you and you're staring, be cool.

    We both quickly turned knowing how long it had been. I looked up ahead, watching our destination grow near.

    The forest of my memories, lay ahead hidden beyond the great big green.
    And as we began to reach the edge, I slowed down and looked down.

"This...this is where I was...reborn."

    I felt her arms retreat and slowly wrap around my hands.
    Her touch, it was warm, delicate. I have never felt anything like it before. I don't ever want it to leave.

    Elsa, how are you so easy to open up to?
How do you make me feel this way so fast?
How? What is it about you?
    Wait, could it be?
    No, there's no such thing as true love.

Is there?

    We were quiet for the rest of the ride, floating slowly down to the middle of forest.
    As our feets touched the cold snow, Elsa dropped to her knees.

    "Elsa! Are you okay?"
    I fell down to her level and put my hand on her back, trying to find her dipped face.

    It was quiet for a minute before I heard the sound of soft laughter.
    I fell back in relief.
    The sound of her voice comforted me.

    "Oh...woo...that, that was fun."
    She said as she sat down.

"See?! I told you!"

    We laughed in the snow before we recognized the silentness.
    The sounds of distant voices mixed into the quietness filled the air. It was calming.
I glanced at Elsa, just a peek.

She was looking up at the bright moon, tears falling down her cheeks.
But she was silent.
She didn't have the look of sadness or anger, it was just silent tears.

Was she reminded of her past?
What tortured her?
Elsa,...please...what's wrong?

I don't like it.

I quietly crawled and sat next to her, still looking at her.
I lifted my cold hand to her cheek and wiped away the tears.

She was no longer looking at the sky now. I could see her full face.

I knew that face.
I had that face on before.
It was the look of true sadness when you remember you are alone.

Who knew that the girl I shared the same talent and same love with, shared the same feeling, the same torment.