Elsa

Nervous?

Of course. She had purposely avoided him for a few days. Even after everything she was still afraid. She didn’t want to be broken. She didn’t want just a friendship. And she’s just too proud to be crushed again. If she just stood here for the rest of time, hiding, there was no chance of breaking. He wouldn’t have the time to break her heart. He could continue to live his life, and she wouldn’t have to know. Ignorance was bliss, although it hurt to think of him with anyone else.

But she was even more ignorant to think she was a singular win. Even if she wanted to be the one and only, that had never been the case. Even before him, to the other him, she had a smoldering feeling that she wasn’t the only one. But she liked to play pretend, like she was the only queen in the castle.

Hell she couldn’t even sleep anymore from all this thinking. She was afraid and in love with him all at once, but that was too soon right? She can’t be in love. Love isn’t possible for her. It’s a feeling that had been ripped from her.

Shit. She stamped a hoof in annoyance, sending a jolt through Edgar who fell from her head with a plop to the ground. Even he knew she was odd lately- but she wouldn’t tell him. Edgar had been effectively locked out. Elsa didn’t even stop to make sure he was okay, she just walked on. Every piece of her body burned, and it was like everything had been yesterday. But that had been a while ago. It just wouldn’t go away. And it hurt, both physically and mentally. 

She was shaking from fatigue and anger, desperately trying to pull her mind to a different direction. But she couldn’t help it, she just thought of him, and who he was with, and who he-

”Shut up.” She hissed to herself. Basically she seemed like she was insane, she had taken to talking to herself because Edgar wasn’t there to be her inner voice. Fuck, she couldn’t even say his name. She ground her teeth together, trying to bite back a slew of frustrated, vulgar words. She was distressed, in more than one way.

All she could do was pace quietly, trying to calm herself down. Even her magic began creeping out and she could feel little spots of ice forming on the ground. Not again. She quickly tried to crack it apart with her hoof, to hide the evidence that she was here. Thus far she had been winning this game of hide and seek, but she wasn’t even sure if the other was seeking anymore.

She swallowed a lump in her throat and she finally just let out a frustrated groan. Edgar tried pushing at the block again, but she shoved him back hard. Deep down she knew it hurt him, but right now. She couldn’t handle it. All her muscles kept tensing, and all she could do besides think about him was thinking about beating the shit out of someone. Somehow, that still didn’t happen.

”Fuuuuuuuuuuck.” She finally gave up, leaning her forehead on a tree. How was she going to live through this?

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sometimes we expect too much of ourselves,

afterall, we are only mortal.

The Icebound