Save Me ~ A Jelsa Fanfic

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E L S A

"I know your precious little secret..." Melissa said, smirking.

My eyes grew wider, terrified of what was going to happen.

"W-what secret?" I lied meekly.

"Stop being a little shit. You know exactly what secret. You are living with Jack now and using your father as an excuse to sleep with him."

I gasped and shook my head frantically.

"T-that's not t-true!" I tried yelling back but it came out more of a whimper.

"Oh shut it little miss mute. Why don't you stop talking completely? It would make everyone's lives so much easier if they didn't have to listen to your screechy little voice." Melissa said, inches away from my face.

"Why don't you kill yourself too? You're fat and don't matter. Jack doesn't even like you. He's mine!" Melissa angrily said, pushing me into the wall. My vision started to go fuzzy. I couldn't she shapes clearly.

I started to feel punches and kicks in my stomach. I fell to the ground, unable to hold my weight anymore.

The blows stopped and my head was pulled up by my hair.

"Jack is mine! Do you hear me?!" Melissa yelled.

I was unable to nod my head and was thrown into the ground.

I heard the girls walk out and waited on the floor for a minute before I got up.

It took the rest of my energy to pull myself up. I managed to make my way to the sink.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I could barely make out my face. It seemed like the girls missed my face. Maybe they were right. Maybe I should stop talking completely. Nobody seems to like me.

I managed to pull myself together and walk out of the bathroom and started heading towards the school entrance.

As I approached the doors, Jack and Anna were sitting against the wall. They heard me walking and looked up. Jack's eyes widened and he rushed over to me.

"Elsa! Where have you been? We've been waiting for 15 minutes. Are you okay?"

I nodded. "I just got held up in class." I said quietly, cursing myself internally for talking.

"Oh okay. Well then let's go. I need to pick up my sister." Jack said grabbing my hand, Anna following close behind.

We got to Jack's car and headed to Lucy's school. Once we were there Lucy hopped in and happily said hi to everyone and started telling us about her day.

I stared out the window the whole car ride, deep in thought. Jack must have known something was wrong because he reached over and grabbed my hand, rubbing small circles over it.

Once we got back to Jack's house I went straight to the bathroom, stumbling slightly up the stairs. I went inside and locked the door. I made my way over to the sink and gripped it tightly, fearful I might fall without the support.

I looked up at the mirror and studied my face. I still couldn't see properly, but I could point out the bags under my eyes, the bruises that are now showing from beneath my makeup, the sadness in my eyes. I looked horrible.

I stepped away from the sink slowly and lifted my shirt, being careful not to hurt myself more. What I saw made me choke up a little. There were so many bruises and bumps, some blood. I couldn't help but cry a little.

I let my shirt fall as I hugged myself. I didn't care if it hurt. I sat on the floor and placed my face in my hands. I couldn't help but think about what happened at school and the other day. I couldn't handle the pain anymore. I looked up from my hands and looked over at my bag, regretting what I was about to do. I quickly pulled my bag closer and looked through the bag, soon finding what I was looking for. The silver blade sat in the palm of my shaking hand. I hadn't done this in 2 years and I was about ruin it.