AN: Wow guys, I am amazed at all the follows and faves from the first chapter! Also, I changed Olaf to a Golden Retriever. I had a long hard talk with myself and came to that. Well here we go!
Btw, I do not own Frozen, it belongs to Disney, etc.
My sister never remembered anything before that day. She had her memories of who we were, but no recollection of our cabin in the woods where we spent our summers. After the summer of the accident, Papa never took us back, nor did he ever sell the place. It was left to rot like Anna and my relationship. We grew apart, partially because my father wouldn't let me near her for the first few years after the accident.
"Anna, do you want to ride our bikes through the woods?" I had asked her one day. I couldn't have been older than eight.
"Oooh. That sounds like fun!" Anna responded with delight. "Let me go put on my shoes!"
"Actually Anna, your mother needs you to go finish your studies before you can play," Papa interrupted, staring at me.
"Alright," Anna sighed and turned to go upstairs to finish her homeschooling for the day.
"Do you think its best that you take Anna out in the woods, Elsa?" He crouched down til he was eye level with me.
"I – I just wanted to play." I muttered.
"Elsa, be a good girl. I know you can." He tried to sound encouraging as he patted my shoulder. "I know you want to play, but remember what happened? Anna still can't remember some things."
I ashamedly nodded with my head down.
"I don't want to hurt Anna.."
"I know you don't. Just remember to be careful. It's better you play by yourself sometimes," he advised, not realizing the repercussions of his words.
"Yes sir." I agreed.
"There's a good girl. Why don't you go read a book in the playroom?"
"Yes sir," and I rushed out to find something to do to distract my mind.
Years passed. As Anna and I grew older, my father brought the incident up less, but whenever he seemed to show disappointment in me, he would bring it up. It haunted me. I knew Anna's fall was my fault, but I couldn't stand being reminded every time I failed. I had to be perfect for my parents if I didn't want to hear anything about that summer.
Our parent's had a fortune from their business. We had an estate outside of the city of Portland, complete with hired assistance. We wanted for nothing. However, Anna and I never got out. Mama home-schooled us, so we rarely ever saw other children aside from family holidays. It was a lonesome life, but I had adjusted. The fewer people I knew, the fewer people I could potentially hurt.
Sadly, things only got worse for me when my parents decided to take a business trip overseas to Europe. It would be the first time I had been left alone at the house with Anna since the accident. I was nervous and scared something would happen. I fully intended on locking myself inside my room until they returned.
"Do you have to go?" I begged.
"Elsa, c'mon now. You're completely capable of being on your own," my mother said as she brushed my bangs out of my face.
"Yes, Elsa, you're a good girl. You'll be fine." I hated when he called me that.
"It's only a few days. You won't notice we've gone," my mother's words somewhat reassured me. I felt warm fur brush my leg as Olaf came up to my side and sat. His presence was a comfort.
Later that night, I got the phone call. My parent's plane had hit an unseen storm halfway across the Atlantic. They couldn't send out a search party until the storm calmed. We held the service a week later.
I did not attend.
AN: So the first two have been short. I plan for the others to be longer, I just need the beginning to get started. R&R!