If you haven't read the new Chapter 6, go do that. More at the bottom. Enjoy.


Chapter 7

"Alright that's all for today, don't forget to do problems 9-20 tonight." Mr. G walked back over to his desk. The sounds of books closing and people talking filled the room.

"Anna, wait." Elsa grabbed the girl tanned arm. "Could we just talk for a second." Her blue eyes looked up into Anna's emerald ones.

"I have to get to class. Maybe later." She did her best to keep her voice steady.

There was pain in the girls eyes and her hands seemed colder then ever. "I'll be in my Jeep after school..if you change your mind." She spoke softly but loud enough for Anna to hear.

Everyone seemed to be giving Anna high five's and talking to her today. She couldn't help but wonder what really happened last night. Her head still throbbed and her history teacher was not helping. The time today was passing very quickly, soon enough she was free.

Now time to find out how epic I was last night. She smiled and raced down the hall to find Kristoff.

Everyone was underneath the willow tree waiting for her, apparently. "Anna!" Kristoff stood up and hugged her.

"Hey guys." She smiled at everyone. "So I need to know what happened last night. Everyone is giving me high fives and talking to me. It's weird and uncomfortable." The guys looked at her like she was crazy.

"You mean you don't remember?" Kai asked.

"I told you she wouldn't." One of the other boys added.

"Anna..you bashed Hans car up." Kristoff spoke up, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and showed her pictures of a bashed and banged up Mustang.

"There you are you bitch!" Someone yelled across the courtyard. "I'm going to fucking kill you!"

They four boy stood up and surrounded her. Kristoff in the front. She hadn't realized how big he was until now. Hans and his goons rushed over.

"Get the fuck out of my way, reindeer boy." Hans spat.

"Is there something wrong?" Kristoff teased.

"You know exactly what she did. I'm going to break her face." He screamed. People had begun to surround them, but there were no teachers insight.

Anna's hand begun to shake, she could feel the people around her, everyone holding their breath waiting for someone to throw the first punch.

She balled her fist. She could feel her heart beat, the sound of her soul, the music in her veins, she could feel it all.

Her feet moved forward, her hand pulled Kristoff back lightly. "What are you gunna do abou-" Her words were cut short as a fist connected with her stomach. Anna took a step back and looked at the pathetic boy.

Life slowed down around her, Hans prepping another punch aimed at her face. She side stepped and he missed, Anna grabbed stuck her foot out and he tripped. But he was back on his feet quickly.

Everyone had taken a few steps back giving them room. They circled each other now. Anna waited for the right moment to strike.

Hans advanced, rage in his strikes. Anna blocked and dodged his flurry of punches. "Is that all you got?" She taunted, smiling. "My turn." Her bag slipped from her shoulder. Her feet launched her body forward towards the boy.

Her fist were a blur, but her precision was extraordinary. Her kicks well placed, the boy was trying to block, but her speed and power over came him. He kept trying to back up, his back pressed against the trunk of the willow. People were yelling and shouting.

Anna watched the boys face. Pain was all she saw. There was a final punch to the stomach. Then she stopped. "That'll teach you to mess with my friends." All eyes were on her. Everyone had fallen silent. Then clapping. Shouting, people swarm around her patting her on the back. Hans looked up at her, his face bloody and beaten.

She reached her hand down. But he spat at her. She shrugged pick up her bag and went to class with a stunned Kristoff. "Where the hell did you learn to fight? I cannot believe you beat of Hans!" He kept saying.

"Kristoff stop." Her voice was stern. "I let my rage take over. That was not me. I'm not like that, I'm shut in, a loner, shy. I've never even hit anyone. I don't know what happened. So please don't praise me when I feel bad for what I've done." Her hands were shaking. She could feel tears beginning to build.

"I-I'm sorry. I just thought..." He had looked so big not long ago, but now...now something changed.

"You're afraid of me aren't you?" She couldn't believe the words left her mouth.

"I..no..I just..no I'm not." He stuttered.

Anna turned and ran down the hall. Tears fell.


Nobody came after her. Nobody stopped and asked her if she was okay. Because nobody cared. Her truck was warm under the sun. She knew she couldn't leave, but she could hide away from everyone here. In her little slice of solitude. With the music and the cool breeze she felt almost safe, almost untouchable. Like her emotions could never take her again.

Time drifted by, not by minutes but by songs. Her tears had long since stopped when Elsa climbed in. Anna was use to this now, having no boundaries, no space of her own, not when Elsa was around anyway.

"I don't want to talk." Anna spoke bluntly.

"Good. Listen." Elsa's voice was steady. "I'm sorry that I scared you or made you feel uncomfortable, I didn't mean to. Anna I'm in love with you. From the moment I saw you, I knew that you were something special. I knew that I had to call you mine. But I fucked that up and I understand you don't want to be around me...but you could at least text me back every once in awhile. I will never ask you to do anything again Anna. But please...please don't hate me. Don't ignore me, don't look through me anymore. Please just be my friend. I need you in my life and if that's the only way...then so be it." Elsa let out a breath.

"I don't hate.." Anna whispered. "You didn't fuck up either."

"Then please tell me how to fix this." Elsa pleaded.

"You can't fix this."

"What?" Elsa's voice was filled with hurt.

"You can't fix me Elsa. I'm broken, I've spent sixteen years of my life living alone with no friends. I've hurt people and I can't take back the things I've done. I can't control my emotions. You didn't fuck up Elsa...I did." Anna looked up at the sky.

There was an eerie silence between them.

"Everyone's a little bit of a fixer upper." Elsa finally spoke up. "And I want to help you."

"How Elsa! How can you fix me?" Anna yelled.

"All you need is a little bit of love." Elsa smiled back.

"Just leave...please." Anna turned.

"Okay... but Anna, just remember the more you push me away the more I will fight to get back to you. Oh and we are open tonight if you wanna come. You don't even have to work..just come and relax." Elsa's platinum hair barely escaped the closing door. She climbed into her Jeep and left.

Anna knew all hell would break loose when she got home, so she took the long way. When she pulled up, her fathers car was parked. "Well shit." She sighed and got out. Seconds after she went inside she heard, "Anna, could you come here a moment." Her hands began to shake.

"We need to talk." Her father said as she sat down on the couch, her parents in front of her.

"We would like an explanation for your actions." Her mother started.

"I was being a kid." Anna said simply. Her father twitched.

"No. You were being stupid and reckless." He argued.

"And what do you think being a kid is? All mature and never do anything wrong, always please your parents and stay out of trouble? Well sorry to burst your perfect little bubble, dad. Before I decided to go to public school, you guys were always telling me I should get out of the house and live a little. But now when I decide to "live a little" you criticize me and tell me I'm stupid and reckless. You're both a bunch of hypocrites." Anna retorted, she took a deep breath but her hands wouldn't stop shaking.

Her mother looked at her dad, there was concern in her eyes. Anna could tell she was close to winning this stupid argument.

"Is that why you lied to us?" Asked her father.

"What?" Anna's mind raced.

"You told us you got a job at a store. Then why, on your first night, did you go to the warehouse district?"

"What are you talking about?" They knew..Anna was screw and she knew it.

"You're phone Anna!" He had raised his voice.

"You-you tracked my phone?!" Anna was shocked, her parents had always let her be private and keep to herself, they didn't check her texts or ask to many questions. Until now.

"Yes, sweetie, we were worried about you. You understand right?" Her mothers soft voice wasn't a comfort this time.

"No! No I don't understand! What the hell!?" Anna jumped up, her hands stopped shaking.

Her dad stepped forward in front of his wife. "Calm down Anna. We just wanted to know you would be alright." His voice was steady and calm.

"I'm leaving." Anna pushed past her father and raced up to her room.

"Anna, wait!" Her mother called, Anna swung around.

"What!? What more do you want? You want to know where I was? I was at a club, because that's where I work. Because a beautiful girl asked me to come. Because I am an artist! And you know what? I loved it, the thrill of lying to you guys, the bass thumping through my veins. Her soft lips against mine. I. Loved. Ever. Second." Anna yelled, she could feel her blood boiling and her gears turning.

Her father expression told her everything. She turned and went to her room. Anna could hear her mom begin to cry into her fathers shoulder. She knew that she had hurt them.

Anna stuffed clothes into her backpack. She grabbed everything she could think of throwing it into bags and tossing them out her window into the drive way. She looked over her room one last time. "Good-bye." Anna whispered. You are over reacting. Stop and think about what your doing! Anna they were trying to protect you! The voice in her head tried to persuade her. He would kick me out anyway. He hates me, I know it. I have to leave. She reminded herself.

Anna packed her truck when she felt a pull on her shirt. "Anna where are you going." Olaf asked looking up at his big sister.

"I'm...I've got to go away for a little bit buddy." She could feel the tears building.

"Why?" His voice was sad.

Anna felt a tear roll down her cheek as she picked up the little boy. "Because I need to find out who I am."

"You're my sister." He snuggled his head into the crook of her neck.

"I know little guy. But I have to do this, I'll be back soon. I promise. But for now," She set him down, "I'll see you later okay?"

"Okay." He watched as his sister climbed into her truck.

"Okay." She said, as she pulled away and drove down the road.


So I know there is probably a lot of confusion right now about yesterday, first off I'm sorry. I over reacted. Yes I have re-written chapter 6, no you didn't miss anything in the chapter 7 that was released, that was just a note. Anyway I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, this is my confirmation that I will be continuing with this story.

That you all for the nice comments and constant support. This Chapter is dedicated to Guest 2.0, TheBandits16, and t3l4m0n.