This Futile Heart Will Always Snow for you
Chapter 1 – The things I remember
Piercing azure eyes that carried an essence of subtle sadness and unexplainable agony held her stare. A despondent smile accompanied with it.
"Goodbye Anna." Her voice. Gentle and delicate.
Anna didn't want to wake up, didn't want to leave those eyes, that smile, that voice.
She mumbled something incoherent, turning in bed to lie on her side to pull her blankets in closer. Snuggling into her plush toy, she cringed at the sunlight blinding into her, begging her to open her eyes.
Please not yet. She pleaded her body to remain asleep and for her mind to dive deeper into her memory so that she could once again see the face of her.
Once again, she was entrapped within those ice-blue eyes.
And that sad smile.
She wanted to wrap her arms around her, to feel the warmth, to tell her everything was going to be okay.
Anna took one step closer, her arms stretched, beckoning for the other girl to come closer.
So close.
"ANNA!"
Long lashes snapped open, and dazed blue eyes blinked rapidly.
Emerald. Not the ones she wanted to see.
Leaning above her was one of her closest friend and roommate, Rapunzel.
"Get dressed! Do you even know what time it is? Your class starts in exactly 20 minutes."
Anna sat up, her hand unconsciously wiping away a trail of drool. "Hmm."
"Get up." Rapunzel encouraged as she took the girl's wrist, pulling her out of bed.
Taking the sign, Anna paced herself to the bathroom, and commenced her morning daily routine. Her eyes sought her own in the mirror and she snapped back to her repeating dream.
"Goodbye, huh?"
It was the coldest period of winter when I first met her.
I remember the exact day. The house was desolated and my parents were out for business like every winter. I was in the hallway; my back slumped against the wall as I watched my caretaker, Greda clean the rooms. As a lonely result, I went out, climbed a tree and fell, fracturing my clavicle.
I recall the meticulous feeling of the winter and the relentless cold that percolated into my skin, as Greda walked me into the hospital. The throbbing pain, puffed eyes and wet face attracted several sympathetic stares.
After being treated with an elevated arm sling, I swung my legs happily on the chair as we waited for the…I don't remember what we waited for, but that wasn't important.
The important thing was that it was around this time that I met her.
We made eye contact and she smiled faintly at me through her red tearing eyes. My eyes glimmered at the sight. I brought my hands to my face and stuck my tongue out in the attempt to make a face. Her eyes widen gleefully, and I was replied with a faint smile.
I tugged the shirt of my caretaker, Greda and pointed to the blonde girl who was now seated in the opposite side of the room. She gave me a nod and I skipped from my seat to claim my seat beside the pretty blonde. It would've gone smoothly if it weren't that I had trouble hauling myself onto the chair with my sling. I groaned, remembering that Greda had carried me onto the seat before.
A snicker brought me from my disappointment, and I looked up to meet her. She was now standing and chuckling, her hands gently on her lips making her look absolutely delicate. I smiled in awe back.
"I'm Anna. I just wanted to tell you that…. such a pretty girl, shouldn't be crying." I grinned.
A small blush descended on her pale skin. "Thank you, Anna." I smiled widely, enjoying the conversation we were having. "Can you be my friend? You can come to my house. My house is very big but I get lonely, no one plays with me. Mama and Papa are always working."
She looked down at the ground, pondering a bit, and then looked up again.
"I'd love to be your friend." Her arms clenched tighter around her chest and for the first time since I saw her, I realised she was carrying a snowman plush. At that time I didn't give it much thought, but thinking back now, I was probably too entrapped by her to give anything a thought. "You're cute, Anna."
"You think so! So does that mean you'll come to my house!" Without another minute wasted, I ran towards the counter, slapping my hand frantically on the desk as I was at a height that made it impossible for me to even touch the surface of the desk without tippy toeing.
The receptionist sniggered and she leaned over meeting my eyes that looked up. "How may I help you, little one."
"I want a pen and a paper." I looked at hands and then back at the receptionist. "Please?"
The receptionist smiled and nodded.
I looked over to Greda and prompted her to jot down my address before racing back to my new friend and handing her the paper, which had my home number and address. "I don't remember my home place but Greda does. But I wrote that bit." I motioned over to the paper where I scribbled down my phone number.
She took the piece of paper with a saddened face, which I missed.
I looked around and saw Greda beckoning me to leave. I gave her a quick nod. Turning back to my new friend, I gave her a pat on the shoulders.
"I've got to go, but remember to come to my house."
She nodded.
I gave her one more smile before turning my back and joining my caretaker who was waiting at the doors.
"Wait…Anna."
A bubbling feeling circulated within me as I heard her voice again. I turned around to see her jogging towards me, her soft toy still clutched around her chest.
She looked at me and then at her plush toy. "This is Olaf, and he like warm hugs." She stretched Olaf towards me. "When you're lonely, he'll keep you warm and happy…like you did today…to me. I want you to have him."
My heart soared in happiness and I couldn't stop myself from wrapping my arms around the delicate blonde.
"I'll keep him safe. I promise."
Shaking hands reciprocated my hug.
She pulled me away from the hug and grinned.
"I know you will. Goodbye Anna."
It was the coldest period of winter, but that day I felt warmer than the warmest period of summer.
That was 15 years ago.
Anna clamped her hand to her face, having forgotten what she looked like, but even worst, over the years of reminiscing the blonde, she realised her five-year-old self hadn't even think to ask the blonde for her name.
She never came to my house after all.
Her distracted mind turned her long lectures into relatively short ones, and by four that afternoon she was done with her classes for the day and could enjoy the rest of her day with her friends. Pleasant thoughts of delicious chocolate, spring sunshine, and a good dinner at her usual restaurant/café were dancing in her head as she walked across the isolated baseball field, catching a glance of a very dazed Meg with a baseball bat in hand.
Meg has never looked so vulnerable.
The next thing she knew was the bleak darkness that enveloped her from the said wooden bat.
"Shi- ANNA!"
(This Futile Heart Will Always Snow For You)
Anna ran a hand underneath the soft blankets of her bed, blindly reaching for her source of comfort.
Wait…Where's Olaf?
Unable to detect the snowman, Anna reluctantly opened her eyes and needed no further prove that she wasn't in her own bed.
"Where am I?" Her question was quickly answered as she took in the surroundings around her. The hospital? From the side of her bed, she noticed her other best friend and roommate asleep, her arms supporting her head. Anna glided her hand across Meg's face hoping to soften the worried look her friend harboured. Her eyes drifted to the window beside her bed, taking in the gleaming moon and stars. She inwardly smiled and suddenly became aware of the cause for her hospitalisation.
Anna touched the bandaged bump on her head and muttered an "ouch" before stepping out of bed and heading to the bathroom. Now in the corridor of her ward, Anna followed the instructional signs to the bathroom.
Dim lightning lighted up the corridor, and disregarding the soft mutterings from the nurses, the only noise she could hear was the pattering echoes of her own footsteps.
Woah…the hospital is creepy at night. A shiver ran down my spine and she hastened her step.
Behind her, she heard a faint call.
"Anna...hey." The voice was truncated and rough.
Anna's imagination went wild at this point and she was certain she was being followed. Her shaking legs bought the trembling girl to the staircase and without another thought, she ran up until she reached the top level.
She quickly exited through the open door and supported herself against the wall, taking short glances behind.
I'm scaring myself.
Anna continued through the hallway, noticing that there were only a few rooms on this floor. She stopped her steps, as she passed the only room with their lights turned on. Being the inquisitive young girl she was, Anna took a peek through the gap between the door and frame.
I know her…
A siren went off inside Anna and her heart missed a beat.
The cupboard is covering half her face…but I know her.
Anna's throat suddenly became extremely dry and unconsciously, she took a huge gulp as she continued to stare, unable to keep her eyes off. Anna watched the girl in the room absently going through the pages of the book she had in her hands. Her beautiful azure eyes concentrated solely on the thick bounded book. Her fingers, delicately flipping eac-.
Wait…Azure eyes…
"Anna!"
With effort, Anna tore her eyes away from the oblivious blonde. – Argh! Who is calling me at such an important time? Wait Anna! Stop staring at her like some peeping Tom.
Anna turned around, meeting face to face with a distressed Meg.
Laughing quietly, Anna absently scratched her cheek with her index finger and stuck her tongue out.
"I shouldn't be out of bed, let alone up here?" Anna suggested.
"Damn right. I was so worried, how could you even put me in such trauma?" Meg narrowed her eyes at her best friend, but her angered dimmed and she was filled with guilt. "What I'm supposed to say is…sorry for-"
A warm sensation passed through Anna. "No! Not at all! I mean, I don't think I can be much happier than I am right now. So, Thank you!" Anna fiddled with her fingers as a light blush painted itself across her cheeks.
Meg raised an eyebrow and placed her hands on Anna's cheeks. "Did I hit you that hard?"
"No. No. You see-"
A burst of light brightened the hallway. Instinctively, Anna squeezed her eyes shut.
Seconds of silence, before Anna opened her eyes to the most breathtaking prospect she had ever seen.
Blonde bangs brushed to the back and tied in a lightly soft braid to the side, outlining impeccable features, porcelain skin and a delicate chin. But what drew Anna's attention the most was the pair of passionate eyes that glowered at her from beneath long lashes. They were deep azure and whirling with indecipherable sentiments that made Anna's legs no longer able to support her weight.
"Anna!?" She could hardly hear Meg's voice.
Anna could no longer speak. Mouth slightly open, closed and open again. She felt a flush escalate to her cheeks and prayed that she wasn't becoming evidently red. To her dismay, she realised that her body wouldn't listen to her, refusing to get up again and instead her blood was rising to her face fast.
The mysterious girl looked worried.
"Are you alright?" Her voice was gentle and delicate.
…just like it has always been.
The blonde girl stretched her hand, and hesitantly Anna took it, unable to breathe. She could hear her heartbeat thundering contemptibly fast.
The blonde smiled a small smile, barely visible. She looked amused at Anna, but her eyes remained cold and unreachable.
Anna took the chance to look at the girl standing in front of her. She was tall, about half a head taller than Anna was and wearing short pyjamas shorts.
Short enough to see her uncovered legs…
Oh wow her legs….were long and lean.
Like extremely long and lean.
Shaking her head impulsively to get rid of bizarre thoughts, Anna returned the smile with a blush.
"It's you…." Anna mumbled absently.
The blonde tilted her head to the side. "And you are?"
" M-M-Me?" Anna looked around the room, not even knowing what she was doing. Upon catching a sight of Meg, she realised she wasn't alone with the blonde.
I completely forgot about Meg. How could I forget Meg…what am I even doing?
The blonde nodded slightly.
Anna linked arms with Meg in desperation to dissipate her pounding heartbeat and sweating hands. "T-This is Meg. Um…I-I'm…who am I? I'm sorry…I-I-"
Meg raised her eyebrows at the amusing scene. "You're Anna. Did I really hit you that hard?"
Anna shut her eyes and opened them again. Her red face getting redder by the minute. "I'm A-Anna. D-D-Do you r-remember me?"
With eyes as cold as ice and an expressionless face, the girl shook her head slightly.
"I'm sorry, I don't think we've ever met."
Chapter End
A/N: Hi there! Thanks for reading this far. I hope to catch you reading the next chapter and the chapter after that and that and so on.
I hope you enjoyed this. I'm a huge Elsanna shipper and I hope to share my AU take of them. I'm sorry to those who wanted icest…it isn't this time.
Thanks for reading and leave a comment, why don't cha?
Honestly thanks for reading.
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