I know, I know, I'm working on the alphabet thing AND Monster AAAND this?! Well, the alphabet thing is just a side-project for when I'm bored, and I'm still very devoted to Monster. This story just popped into my head and I decided to write it.
I promise this will not delay either of my other stories.
I don't even know if I'm going to continue this one. It's just an idea I wanted to share to see if I should continue.
Anyway, for those of you who don't know me, I'm Aurora! (Named after the princess!) I write a lot and I usually write down random ideas in this journal I have. And this happens to be one of those ideas.
Okay. So. This story has triggers. I'm trying to create the most emotional fanfic I've ever written (and if you've read 'Open Your Eyes' *which is a Brittana fanfic* and/or 'Monster', then you know how hard that is) so if you're easily triggered, don't read. This will also have lots of smutty goodness in it, so if you don't like that, don't read.
Please don't forget to R&R! Enjoy~
Like any other day, Elsa just wanted her damn caramel frappuccino with extra whipped cream and caramel. But she sure as hell did not expect the barista.
She looked around Elsa's age, maybe a year or two younger. She had a cute, slightly round face with defined cheekbones that were littered with cute little freckles. Her bright eyes were a brilliant shade of blue – a shade that Elsa could only compare to the clearest of oceans or the afternoon sky – and they sparkled with a sort of innocence you'd only find in a child. Her lips were thin and a light, natural pink. Her auburn hair was tied into two adorable braids that draped over her shoulders.
All in all, this girl was gorgeous.
"Excuse me, miss? You're holding up the line." The angel giggled softly, and Elsa snapped back into reality.
"Uh... j-just a grande caramel f-frappuccino with e-extra whipped cream and caramel." Elsa's pale cheeks turned a light crimson and she looked down at her hands as she handed the girl the money.
Warm hands brushed against her cold ones and she nearly jumped out of her skin.
"T-Thanks." Elsa stammered.
"Name?" The girl asked.
Name? Oh! Name! Elsa internally facepalmed before stuttering out her name.
"Pretty name for a pretty girl," the redhead winked and Elsa nearly fell to the ground.
"U-Uh. T-Thanks. Um..." She glanced down at the girl's name tag. "Anna."
She walked to the waiting area and watched the girl as she prepared her order. It was a slow day for the small Starbucks. There weren't a lot of people in the coffee shop, which was surprising to Elsa.
"Elsa!" The moment she heard the beautiful girl call her name, Elsa was nervous all over again.
She walked up to the counter and took her drink. Once again, warm fingers brushed against her own and she almost lost it.
"Thanks," she gulped.
The redhead sent her a flirtatious wink as she turned to take the order of a tall blonde boy.
Elsa took a deep breath and sat down at one of the available tables, taking out her phone and clicking on the facebook icon.
Incoming Message from: Mom
Elsa. Where are you?
Outgoing Message to: Mom
I'm at Starbucks. Why?
Elsa sighed sadly. Her mom was keeping a close eye on her again. Moving here was supposed to be a fresh start. She thought she'd convinced her mom she wasn't going to try anything again.
Incoming Message from: Mom
Hurry home. You still need to finish unpacking.
Outgoing Message to: Mom
Okay.
She was in no rush, though. She wanted to be anywhere but home at the moment.
Hell, she'd rather be back in Weselton than at home with her mother.
She just wanted to be okay for once. She hated being under a constant raincloud of self-hatred caused by years of torment from her fellow peers. She wanted to have clear skies and sunshine for a change.
"Excuse me?" A soft voice to her left nearly made her fall out of her seat. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to startle you!"
She looked up to see the barista. Wow, she's even more gorgeous up close.
"O-Oh... h-hi." Elsa stammered.
"Can I sit down for a second?" The redhead, Anna, asked.
Elsa nodded and Anna sat down at the seat across from her.
"I've never seen you around here before. Are you new?" Anna asked as she fiddled with one of her braids.
God, she's so adorable.
"Thanks!" Anna giggled and Elsa's cheeks turned bright red.
"D-Did I say that out loud?" She gasped, horrified. "I-I do that sometimes. Um. Yes, I'm new here. I just moved in Friday."
"Oh! I think you moved into the house next to mine!" Anna exclaimed, grinning widely. "1435 Royal Avenue, right?"
Elsa nodded, feeling the corners of her own lips pull upwards. This girl was just contagious. "Yep, that's it."
"That's so awesome!" The girl suddenly looked down and a slight blush began to coat her freckled cheeks. "So, um, I know this is a little weird to ask since we just met and all, but... could you give me a ride home? My friend sorta bailed on me and I don't wanna put any of my coworkers through any trouble... it's okay if you don't want to! I mean, I'd totally understand since we're technically strangers and I just asked since you live next door and I wanna talk to you more since you're absolutely gorgeous – wait, what?"
"Anna!" Elsa found herself laughing for the first time in forever. "It's fine. Yeah, I'll give you a ride. When does your shift end?"
"It just ended! That's why I came over to talk to you." Anna blushed again.
"Well then let's go." Elsa stood up and threw her empty cup away. The two walked out together and Elsa felt her walls begin to tear down.
"Thanks so much for the ride, Elsa!" Anna grinned happily at the blonde.
"No problem, Anna." Elsa returned the smile wholeheartedly. "So I promise to drive you to school if you give me the directions."
"Awesome! Hey, can I see your phone?"
"Yeah, sure," the blonde handed it over and watched the girl type in a series of numbers.
Suddenly, she was pulled against the girl and soft lips met her cheek. Her eyes widened in shock as a bright flash filled her vision.
Anna's lips touched her. Her lips touched her face. Oh god. Oh my god!
The redhead beside her erupted into a roar of laughter as she looked at the phone.
"Oh god! Your face!" She gasped between hard laughs. "I am so sending that to myself!"
Elsa felt herself blush even harder. She tried to grab the phone from the younger girl, who pulled away, sending it to herself and posting it on facebook (after she added herself to Elsa's friendlist) before finally gave it back to the blonde.
"And yet you still manage to look gorgeous." She sighed. "How do you do it, Elsa?"
Elsa's face burned. "D-Do what?"
"Look breathtakingly beautiful even when you take a bad picture!" Anna exclaimed, as if it was obvious.
"B-Beautiful? Me?" Elsa asked, surprised.
Anna's eyes widened in shock. "Oh my god, seriously, Elsa? You're freaking gorgeous!"
The blonde looked down at her hands, which were wrapped firmly around her phone.
"Elsa," Anna's voice was softer, now. A warm hand pressed to Elsa's cheek, forcing her to look over at the redhead. Teal eyes met icy blue orbs. "Elsa, you're beautiful."
The blonde's bottom lip quivered as a lump rose in her throat and her eyes clouded with emotion. "N-Nobody... nobody's ever called me that before."
"There's a first time for everything," Anna cooed softly. "Speaking of firsts, since tomorrow is your first day at school, I'll volunteer to be your guide, which means most of our classes will be lined up together. Is that okay?"
Elsa wiped a stray tear away from her pale cheek and met Anna's eyes once again. "Yeah. That's perfect."
Just like you, Elsa thought.
"I'll see you in the morning, okay?" Anna smiled.
"Okay." Elsa returned the smile.
After the two got out of the car, Anna hugged Elsa tightly before parting ways.
Elsa's heart was still beating frantically against her chest as she walked inside her house.
"Christ, what were you doing, Elsa!" Her mother exclaimed as soon as the door shut.
Elsa sighed. Heeeere we go.
"I was worried sick! You were supposed to be home half an hour ago! What were you doing out in the driveway!?" The older woman walked out of the dining room attached to the entrance hall. Her brown hair was disheveled and her blue eyes were dark with worry.
"Don't worry, mother," Elsa groaned. "I was out getting coffee. I met a friend and I drove her home – which is next door by the way – and that's all. We were just talking. Don't worry."
"How can I not worry, Elsa!" Her mother exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air. "I didn't know where you were or if you took your pills this morning or-"
"Mother!" Elsa growled. Don't you dare finish that sentence! "I'm fine. I am not a child anymore. I can take care of myself. I've had to for the past six years."
As soon as she said it, she wished she could take it back.
She watched as her mother flinched and her eyes darkened, glazing over in dark storm clouds.
"I-I..." Elsa stammered before scurrying up the stairs to her room.
She slammed the door and collapsed against it.
I didn't mean it. I didn't mean it. I'm sorry, mama. She looked at the dangerous black bag she'd stuffed under her bed. No. You don't need it. You don't need it.
She stared at it for a moment longer.
I... I need it!
She scurried across the floor, grabbed the bag, then retreated back to her original spot, locking the door and unzipping the bag.
The blade she took out had a silver handle with intricate snowflake designs. The blade itself was long, shiny, and sharp. The smooth edge of it glimmered in the light of the lamp across the room.
The blonde yanked up her hoodie sleeve and slid the blade along her arm. She repeated this until there were several thin lines along the scarred pale flesh.
She watched as little beads of blood began to pop out of the cuts, and she squeezed around them gently, watching more blood begin to flow out.
Elsa allowed herself to fall into the sweet oblivion of numbness the blade offered.
She stood up and walked into her en suite, washing off the cuts and the blade.
When she was satisfied that both were reasonably clean, she changed into her pajamas, put the blade away, then settled in for bed.
She found herself thinking about Anna. The girl was just too perfect. Elsa didn't deserve her.
Why does she even bother? You shut everyone out. A small voice in the back of her mind growled. She's a bright ball of clear skies and sunshine and you're nothing but a raincloud. You're going to taint her light. You're going to make her sad. You're going to hurt her, because you are a selfish, selfish bitch.
Stop, she clenched her eyes shut even tighter.
And the worst part? The voice continued. You don't care. Because somehow, she's breaking through your walls and fixing you.
And the voice was right. She's fixing me. I don't know how, or why, but she is. And I can't do anything about it.
So, like I said, this story is going to be emotional as hell.
So should I continue this? If so, tell me in the comments, in my inbox, or on tumblr! (whynotelsanna . tumblr . com) :D
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