Jack's POV

Why did Elsa just let Tooth pick on her like that! I know that she could beat her and her little friends up in a second, so why didn't she?

I had to get her away from that situation. I made a promise and I plan on keeping it!

I was taking her somewhere. I didn't know where, but I wanted to keep her away from Tooth.

Suddenly there was a large tug on my arm, nearly causing me to fall

"ELSA WHAT THE HECK WAS THA-"

She was on the ground. Blood was dripping off the sleeves of her sweater. Trailing down her arm.

How did I not notice!

Tooth must've done this to her when she pushed her.

Elsa was turning even more pale than she already was. She was nearly snow white.

I grabbed her waist and held her bridal style in my arms.

I needed to get her some help, and quick.

It was difficult, but I managed to sneak out of the school with an unconscious girl in my arms.

Our school really needs better security. But no time to think about that. I needed to get help!

I know they can't afford a hospital bill, so I had to find the doctor from last time.

I ran as fast as I could.

There was a shortcut through the woods that I knew!

I quickly turned and ran into the sea of trees.

Branched scraped along my bare arms, slightly cutting through then.

But I kept running. Dodging trees and bushes.

Then my foot got caught in a vine of thorns that I didn't notice was there.

I could feel the blood slowly leaking out as I pulled the vine out of my foot.

But I kept running. My leg burned from the cut and blisters were forming at the bottom of my foot.

I didn't care, I needed to find Elsa a doctor.

I ran as quickly as I could, nearly tripping over roots and my own feet.

Then I saw the trees were beginning to clear. I was near the exit!

I ran a bit faster, then ran out into the alleyways.

Corner by corner. I ran making sure I looked at the daggers.

I ran past Mark, who seemed thoroughly surprised, but he followed behind me.

I slammed the door to the house and ran up to the infirmary.

I opened the door quickly and ran inside.

I slowly laid Elsa down on a cot, making sure I didn't hurt her arm.

Blood was still pouring from her arm as she was becoming paler.

I slightly shook Elsa's leg. I was desperate to know if she was still conscious.

"Elsa. Please wake up. I'm sorry I wasn't there to stop Tooth. I promise I'll be there next time, just please. Stop running. No matter what happens, I'll be there by your side. I won't break this promise! But please, just wake up"

Elsa didn't move. She didn't breathe. She didn't wake up.

"Elsa?" I shook her

"Elsa" I shook her even harder.

"ELSA!" I was shook her as hard as I could. I needed her to wake up. I needed to keep this promise.

Then I noticed her chest go up, then back down again.

She was breathing again.

Then the infirmary door creaked open.

Mark stood there with a woman who looked like she was in her mid 30's.

She was wearing a lab coat with a stethoscope around her neck.

"Oh my. What has Elsa gotten herself into this time?" she said as she glanced at Elsa, laying in her cot.

The her eyes traveled to me

"And who might you be?" She asked

"I'm Jack, Jack Frost ma'am"

"Well nice to meet you Mr.Frost, I'm Solandra, but everyone calls me Sol. Would you mind telling me what your relationship with Ms.Elsa is?" she asked nicely

I blushed madly.

"W-We're just friends"

Were we friends? I didn't even know what we were.

"Can you tell me what happened to Elsa?"

"She was pushed into a locker, the impact cut her shoulder" I responded

"Again? What am I gonna do with her" She said while shaking her head sadly.

This happened to Elsa before?

"Well Mr.Frost, I'm going to ask you to leave the room" Sol said.

"What?! But why?"

"To see Elsa's cut I'm going to have to remove her sweater, and I'm not very sure if she's wearing anything under besides a bra"

I felt the heat rise to my face

I didn't want to leave Elsa's side, but I didn't want feel like a pervert either!

"Is there any way I don't have to leave the room?" I asked

Sol smiled at me.

"I said I wasn't sure if she was wearing anything underneath. But I'll let you stay. Only if you only turn around when I tell you too"

I nodded

I was still blushing furiously.

Why was I blushing?! It's not like I like Elsa or anything! Or do I?

I pushed the question out of my head and turned to the wall.

I could hear Sol removing Elsa's sweater.

"Jack, you can turn around now" she said

I turned to find Elsa in a slightly ripped, black tank top.

I continued to blush harder.

Sol laughed lightly at my reaction, then began to examine Elsa's cut.

She pulled on a pair of gloves and lightly touched the cut.

Elsa flinched the moment she touched the cut.

Sol looked at the large amount of blood that appeared on her fingertip.

She reached into her pack and pulled out a bottle of rubbing alcohol and some cotton balls.

"I really hope she doesn't hurt me for this" Sol said nervously.

She put some rubbing alcohol on a cotton ball and barely touched the cut.

"GAAAAH!" Elsa screamed

The rubbing alcohol sizzled as it sunk into her cut.

"Elsa, this is going to hurt. ALOT. But I know you can get through this" Sol reassured Elsa.

I watched as Sol placed more rubbing alcohol onto Elsa's cut.

Every time a cotton ball touched the cut Elsa flinched.

After about five minutes of watching Sol disinfect the cut, she put the materials back into her bag and brought out a needle and thread.

The moment Elsa saw it, she let out a bloodcurdling scream.

"Jack! Come help me hold her down!" Sol signaled me to come.

I ran over and held Elsa down by her arms.

"Mark, come help us!"

Mark came over and held Elsa's legs down.

She squirmed and screamed as she saw the needle coming closer.

"Elsa, sweetie. I don't have anything to put you to sleep with. I'm going to have to do the operation without sleeping gas. I'm really sorry for what I'm about to do" Sol said sincerely.

She began to slowly place the needle just above Elsa's cut.

Elsa shoved and kicked.

She was screaming so loud it hurt me to even look at her.

"NOOOOOO!!" Elsa gave a horrifying scream, and the needle hadn't even gone into her skin yet.

Sol slowly inserted the needle into Elsa's skin.

I had to look away.

Elsa's screams echoed through the hallway. Probably through the alleyways too.

She squirmed and punched and kicked, but me and Mark held onto her tightly.

It hurt me to see Elsa in so much pain. Her screams were trapped in my mind.

Sol took the needle and pushed it out the other side of the cut.

Elsa screamed even louder.

1 stitch, 9 to go.

I shut my eyes as tight as I could and tried to block out Elsa's screams. And it was like that for what felt like hours.

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The operation came to an end.

Elsa sat on her cot, with her shoulder wrapped up.

I noticed one thing during the operation.

Elsa didn't cry. All she did was scream but not one tear escaped from her eyes.

I looked towards Elsa.

She was staring at the wall in front of her, with her usual emotionless face.

How did she calm down so quickly?

It surprised me. To see how strong Elsa really was.

All those years I thought she was weak, but in reality. She was only holding back.

A/N Heeeeeeeeeeeyyyzzz. WE HIT 13K. Ma potatoes, u r ma bst frnds.

Special thanks to This_is_me_33 for eating ma chicken nuggets >:(! just kidding! I want to thank you for being awesome :D

Read her story! It's amaaaaaaammmmaaaayyyyzzzzinnng! help her catch up to me so I can prove to her that were twins from another dimension! (I'm the evil twin, btw)

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes.

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