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Chapter Eight


Elsa woke up to the sudden jolt of her sister. Anna had been twitching and squirming in her sleep. Elsa held her sister tightly. "It's okay, Anna," whispered Elsa, reassuringly, "It's okay. I've got you. I'm here for you. I won't let any harm come to you."

Anna continued to twitch in her sleep. Elsa gently and softly kissed her sister on the back of her head. A low groan escaped Anna's lips. She stopped twitching. "E-Elsa?" Anna's quiet voice could barely be heard by her sister.

The blonde gasped, clutching her sister next to her body. "Anna," she answered, "I'm here."

"Elsa," Anna rolled her head on her pillow so she was facing the ceiling, "What happened?"

Elsa held her breath. She hadn't remembered twitching or squirming in her sleep. "You were twitching in your sleep so I held you close and kissed your head and then you woke up."

Elsa wasn't sure if Anna's breathing just sounded heavy because she was lying next to her or if it was because she was scared. She didn't want to think about her sister being scared so she convinced herself it was the former. Anna shifted her whole body over and faced Elsa. It was mostly dark in the room, but a dim light from the outside street lights shined through the window. Elsa's beautiful, blonde hair glistened in what little light shined through the window. Anna stared directly into her sister's ice blue eyes. Her hair covered her pale cheeks and Anna moved her hand forward tucking the blonde's hair behind her ear. Elsa felt a warm flush come up her neck. She smiled peacefully at her sister. She leaned forward and kissed Anna on the tip of her nose.

Anna placed her arm between Elsa's arm and her chest. "Thank you for caring about me so much." She nuzzled her face in her sister's chest.

Elsa felt a shaky breath part her lips. Why would I not I care for you, Anna? Her eyes began to glisten with tears. "Anna, I have always cared about you. I always will care about you."

Anna brought her face out of her sister's chest and pursed her lips. Her eyes began to glisten with tears as well. She blinked and a single drop ran down the bridge of her nose. Her voice got shaky as it filled with sadness. "I thought you hated me when you left," she admitted. "You left me without even saying goodbye."

Elsa's lips quivered. She took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly as a tear left her eye. It wasn't long before more tears were starting to part from her icy blue eyes. She sniffled. "I-I don't hate you, Anna." Elsa squeezed her sister tightly. "I could never hate you. Ever."

Anna sighed with relief. Her voice was still shaky and her breathing was still heavy. "It's just... you never said goodbye to me. I wasn't sure what I did wrong to make you leave like you did."

Elsa rolled over on her back knowing she couldn't tell Anna the truth. I left because of you, Anna. I loved you... I still love you, and I know I couldn't have you. The pain was too much to handle and I didn't want to burden you with that knowledge so I just left. "I came back, though. I'm here, now." She put on a smile and looked in her sister's eyes.

Anna moved her body over to Elsa's. She rested her head on Elsa's chest using her breasts as pillows. More tears rolled out of her eyes. "I don't want you to leave again," she whispered, admittedly.

Elsa placed her hand on Anna's head. She clenched her eyes shut knowing summer was eventually going to come to an end and she was going to have to go back to school. "I don't want to leave you, either," her voice cracked. She swallowed the lump in her throat. "But, I'm going to have to go back to school in August."

Anna whimpered in her sister's chest knowing it was the truth. She wanted no part of it, though. "I want you to stay with me forever."

Oh, Anna, if you only knew how much I wish I could make that happen. I'd never leave you ever again and I'd love you unconditionally. "I wish I could stay with you forever, but one day you'll find the right man. You'll have a husband and children and you'll forget all about me except for the times when we see each other at family gatherings."

Anna raised her head up out of Elsa's chest. She felt hurt and angered by her sister's comment. "I will never forget you, Elsa! Don't you ever say that again!"

Elsa's face went straight. Her eyes widened at Anna's statements. "I'm-I'm sorry, Anna. I didn't mean you'd literally forget about me. I just meant, you'd find someone who-"

"No," Anna interjected, almost shouting. "I don't want to find someone. I want to live right now and right now I want to be with you, right here!"

Elsa's jaw trembled. She wanted so badly to tell her sister how much she loved her and cared for her. She wanted so badly to just reach down and kiss her sister and tell her everything was going to be all right. She wanted so badly to be able to spend the rest of her life with her sister. But you can't, can you? You know it's not right. You know you'll never be accepted and what's worse is you'll ruin her life! And with that, Elsa exhaled a sigh of heartbreak. Why can't I just love you how I want to love you? Another tear rolled down Elsa's face.

The sisters lay there in the dark and in the silence for a few minutes longer holding each other.

Anna lifted her head from Elsa's chest. "What time is it?"

Elsa grabbed her phone and checked the time. It read four twenty-five. "It's almost four thirty in the morning. We've only been asleep for about three hours."

Anna lowered her head back to Elsa's chest. "It felt so much longer than that." Anna started raking her fingernails against Elsa's ribcage. Anna felt her sister shiver beneath her. She grinned, coyly. She kept doing it. Elsa continued shivering at her sister's touch. A quiet, pleasurable moan left her lips. Her eyes shot open and she quickly covered her mouth. Anna lifted her head, giving her sister a perplexed look. "Did you just-"

"I'm sorry, Anna," Elsa quickly shouted in nervousness. "It just... it-it-uh, r-reminded me of Ariel!" She lied. Ariel's touch, while always pleasurable, was nowhere near the caliber of Anna's touch. Elsa squeezed her thighs together keeping the heat that was bubbling within her core from being released.

Anna narrowed her eyes and got off of her sister. Don't, please, Anna don't go! I'm sorry! Elsa's lips quivered. She wanted to grab Anna and bring her back to her chest. Anna sat up and had her back turned to Elsa. She tucked her red hair behind her ears and lowered her head. In a soft, almost sad sounding voice she said, "I bet Ariel doesn't know how to tickle you like I do?"

Elsa's eyes shifted as she cocked her head. What? Anna turned around with ferocity and pounced on her sister moving her fingers all over Elsa's sides. She had been playing possum. Elsa's eyes lit up and she started giggling at the sensations coursing through her body. "No, Anna!" She bucked under her sister and squirmed. Anna kept a firm grasp on Elsa and kept her pinned beneath her. She kept running her tickling fingers up and down Elsa's ribs and abdomen. Elsa's giggling evolved into full-on laughter to the point where she was unable to breathe. She didn't care though.

"Is this how Ariel tickles you," Anna managed through giggling and a playful voice.

Elsa couldn't answer. She was too busy trying to catch her breath and laugh at the same time. She just kept squirming beneath her sister. Every time she would put her hands on her sister to try and knock her away, Anna would swipe away the blonde's hands. Elsa was powerless to Anna's insistent tickling, yet she didn't care. Any personal time with Anna was time being well spent in her eyes.

Anna's fingers slowly stopped travelling up and down Elsa's ribcage. Her giggling faded as she got off of her sister, but her face was still lit with a huge grin. She was flushed. Elsa's face was red, too. She managed to catch her breath and lay there on the bed next to Anna. "That was completely unexpected," Elsa said softly, turning her head to face Anna.

"Anything Ariel can do I can do, too." Anna smirked at her sister.

Oh, I don't doubt that. Elsa couldn't stop grinning at the comment if she tried. "Though, to be fair that's not how Ariel tickles."

Anna's eyes shifted. She furrowed her brow and before she could look at her sister, Elsa was on her! Anna was now pinned to the bed, laying chest down, and Elsa was sprawled out on her sister's back. She had her fingers dancing along Anna's sides travelling up her ribcage and down her abdomen. Anna squirmed and laughed uncontrollably beneath her sister.

"E-Elsa!" The redhead tried catching her breath. "Th-this i-i-isn't f-f-f-fair!"

Elsa kept tickling her sister, not letting up. "And you think it was fair when you did it?"

Anna, using sheer strength and will power, planted her hands on the bed and lifted her arms up. Elsa lifted from the bed, rising on Anna's back and then fell off as Anna flopped over. Elsa landed on the mattress, bounced and went crashing on the floor. Anna laughed and felt worried at the same time. "Elsa! Are you okay?"

Elsa sat up rubbing her shoulder. "You are strong! Do you work out? Seriously!" Anna blushed and smiled knowing her sister was okay. "You hug like you're a wrestler and apparently you have impressive upper body strength."

"Well," Anna giggled, "to be fair, you don't really weigh all that much. Plus, the tickling made it easy to throw you off of me." She stuck her tongue out at Elsa.

Elsa narrowed her eyes, playfully, at Anna.

Anna flopped back down on her chest and rested her head between her hands staring into Elsa's beautiful, glimmering eyes. Elsa stared right back at her, her lips coming up in a tiny grin. She stood up and got back on the bed, lying next to Anna. They were turned around. Their heads faced the end of the bed and their feet were near their pillows. "We should probably get back to sleep," Elsa suggested.

Anna's face went straight. "I'm not really tired," she said, letting her voice linger in the room. "I like being here with you, Elsa."

The blonde cocked her head in Anna's direction. She moved her body closer to Anna and draped an arm over her back. Elsa rested her chin on Anna's shoulder. "I like being here with you, too, Anna," she whispered.

Anna fell silent. The only noise in the room came from the girls' breathing. Finally Anna spoke with a serious tone. "You know why I have a curfew?"

Elsa shifted her eyes. Actually, no, I don't. "Why?"

"When you left two years ago," Anna's voice was very low and serious, "mom and dad were excited that you were going to college. I was excited, too, but hurt that you left without saying goodbye to me, first." Elsa's shoulders dropped. She pouted her lips. I'm sorry, Anna. "Anyways, a week went by and neither mom nor dad had heard from you. They figured you were just settling in and once you got used to your new life you would call them and tell them all about it. Well, that week turned into two weeks which turned into a month. Finally, mom and dad tried calling you, but you never answered. They sent you text messages and you still never replied. They were worried something bad had happened.

"They called the college to check on you. They were told you were doing very well, so they at least knew you were still in school." Elsa pursed her lips. She could feel sadness washing over her. I was trying to purge myself of you, Anna. I love you, but I know I can't love you the way I want to love you. Elsa kept quiet and continued listening to Anna's heart wrenching story. "Then, Thanksgiving came around and you never came home. It upset them very much. It upset me, too. I tried calling you several times." Elsa's eyes began to glisten. I know. I wanted so badly to answer and to tell you how much I missed you, but... She let her thought fall away.

Anna continued. "When Christmas came without an appearance or even a call," that's when it hit mom and dad the hardest. They were grouchy and upset all day on Christmas. They hadn't even bothered to cook a Christmas meal or take family photos. It was so depressing." A tear ran down Elsa's cheek as she kept her chin nestled in Anna's shoulder. "I missed you so much, Elsa." Anna's voice quivered and cracked. She swallowed the lump in her throat. "I didn't know what I did wrong to make you leave and never return."

Elsa removed herself from Anna's body. She brought her hands to her face wiping away the tears. "You didn't do anything wrong, Anna." Elsa's voice quivered as she held back the need to cry.

"It just fe-" Anna caught her breath. She was on the verge of crying. "It just felt like it was somehow my fault."

Elsa wrapped her arms around her sister. She rested her head on Anna's back. "No, no. Don't blame yourself. It wasn't your fault." It was my fault for not being able to control my love for you.

Anna's head fell from her hands and rested on the bed. She whimpered, "I don't want you to leave me, again."

Elsa stroked her hand through her sister's straight, silky, red hair. "I won't, I promise." She leaned forward kissing her sister's head. I love you so much, Anna.

Anna turned over and grabbed Elsa. She brought her in for a loving, warm hug. "I love you, Elsa." The blonde nodded her head and said nothing, her eyes still glistening. Anna exhaled deeply. "Anyways, that's why I now have a curfew. Mom and dad were afraid that I may go out one night and never return. That's why I don't want them to know about the party, as well."

They held each other for a few minutes longer. It's my fault Anna had to sacrifice a social life.

Anna let go and sniffled, wiping her eyes. "We have cried so much tonight," she chuckled under her breath.

Elsa returned the chuckle. "I know, you'd think we'd be dehydrated by now."

Anna flopped back on her back. "I'm still not tired." She looked around Elsa's room stopping her eyes at the Playstation 3. "I should play Dead Space again."

Elsa crawled over the edge of the bed and reached for the Playstation 3 controller. She pushed the Home button and the console turned on. She reached back on the table and grabbed the TV remote and the surround sound remote. She stared at the brownie pan that still sat on the table. "You want a brownie?"

"When have I ever said no to chocolate," Anna asked, facetiously.

Elsa grabbed the pan and sat it between them. Anna took the controller and started the game. Both girls grabbed a piece of brownie and stuffed the dessert in their mouths. The light from the TV lit up Anna's face. Her deep, green eyes sparkled amidst the glow. Her slightly less-pale skin gleamed from the light of the TV. Her freckles filled her beautiful, puffy cheeks and her petite nose. My God, you're so beautiful, Anna. She couldn't help but stare at her sister's face with loving eyes. If I could make you mine... Her goofy smile never left her lips while she stared at Anna.

"I'm still stuck on chapter two in this game," said Anna.

Elsa brought herself out of her stare. She offered some tips to Anna. "Always upgrade your RIG first. It'll help Isaac survive a lot longer later in the game. Once you upgrade your RIG completely, start on your stasis. Always use your stasis. It slows down the necromorphs and it makes it easier to kill them."

Anna bit her lower lip. She nodded. "Thanks for the tips."

"Oh," said Elsa, "and use the Line Gun. It's quite powerful. I mean, the Plasma Cutter is powerful as well, but the Line Gun has an awesome secondary feature: mines. You can cast your stasis at a large group of necromorphs slowing them down then launch a mine at them and kill them all in one hit. Plus, it'll help for later when you start running into the bigger, more powerful necromorphs."

Anna took her sister's advice. She played the game and started doing better. Elsa watched her sister play, not wanting this time with her to end. She ran her hand through Anna's silky smooth hair. My Anna, she cooed to herself.

A lack of sleep started to catch up to Elsa. Before long she had her head resting on Anna's back her fingers still running through Anna's hair. Her fingers eventually stopped combing through Anna's hair as she drifted off to sleep while Anna continued playing Dead Space.


"Shit!"

Elsa jolted awake. "What?!"

"I'm on chapter six and I'm in the hydroponics area of the USG Ishimura! I'm surrounded by necromorphs!" Anna was mashing the buttons doing everything she could to survive in the game.

Elsa's eyes settled on the TV screen. She just noticed Anna was no longer on the bed. She was sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed with her knees brought up to her chest, lost in the game. A tinge of sadness washed over her at her sister's absence from the bed. "Use your stasis," Elsa yawned.

"I would, but I'm out," Anna shouted, getting frustrated. "I'm just going to run and shoot everything!"

Elsa chuckled, dropping her body back on the bed. "What time is it," Elsa asked, sleepily.

Anna didn't reply. She was far too gone in her game.

Elsa figured each chapter in the game took about an hour to complete. So, if she started on chapter two and now she's on chapter six that would mean it's been about four hours since I fell asleep? Elsa sighed, not wanting to get up. She pulled herself up anyways and checked her phone. It was a little after nine. I was close. She noticed she had an unread text. She checked it.

'Good morning, my beautiful girlfriend. Is everything all right?'

Oh, yeah, Ariel! Elsa responded: 'Yeah, everything is okay. Anna is fine. Her party didn't go as well as expected but she's safe now.'

Her phone buzzed. 'Safe? What happened?'

Elsa didn't feel like going through all of those emotions again. 'Her boyfriend was an asshole. Well, hopefully her ex-boyfriend, now.'

'That sucks. Guys can be real assholes.'

Hans is a real asshole, for sure. He'll pay for even trying to touch my Anna! 'That they can be,' Elsa responded.

Elsa's phone buzzed in her hand. 'Hey, we should try dating again over Skype sometime.'

Elsa read the text. She looked at her sister who was still just running around in the game trying to survive. It brought a smile to her lips. Anna brought a smile to her lips. 'Okay,' she responded, not giving it much thought. She sat the phone back on the table and rested her body on the bed, lying chest down.

Elsa reached forward fiddling with Anna's hair. She ran her fingers through the smooth, red strands. She curled them around her fingers. Your hair is so lovely. It compliments your freckles so nicely.

Anna turned her head slightly, keeping her eyes fixated on the TV. "Huh?"

Elsa shifted her eyes as they grew wide. Did I just say that out loud? Shit! "What?"

Smooth, Elsa.

Anna turned her head back to the TV. In an almost expressionless tone she said, "I thought I heard you say something?"

Elsa cleared her throat. You did, but it didn't register with you which is good! "I didn't say anything, Anna. I'm just messing with your hair." She twirled her sister's red hair around her fingers.

Anna shrugged, keeping her full attention on the game. Elsa sighed with relief. That was close. Oh, but, Anna you're hair really does compliment your freckles- those beautiful freckles on that beautiful face of yours. Elsa chewed on her lower lip as she continued playing with Anna's hair.

Elsa felt the need to braid her sister's hair into pigtails. She always looked very cute in her pigtails. How Hans didn't like them was beyond Elsa. Probably because he's an idiot. ...Hans... how I'll kill you for touching my sister! The image of Hans being aggressive with Anna flashed in Elsa's mind. She clenched her teeth as anger filled inside her. I'll wrap my fingers around that neck of yours and squeeze so tight you'll be mistaken for a Smurf. I'll beat your face in so badly your own family won't be able to recognize you. I'll-

"Yes!" Anna shouted. Elsa came out of her thoughts- her very violent thoughts. "I did it, Elsa! I killed all of the necromorphs!"

Anna's happiness relieved Elsa of her anger. A smile graced her lips. "Congratulations, Anna. I knew you could do it."

Anna turned to her sister, smiling. "You can put my hair in pigtails if you'd like? I don't mind. I know you like my pigtails. I like them, too. Actually, I prefer my hair in pigtails rather than any other hair style. They're so freaking cute! Plus, I can grab them and yank on them while moving my head in which ever direction I happen to be pulling. It's dumb, but it's funny!" Elsa imagined Anna's head cocking in which ever direction she happened to be pulling on her pigtails. It made her giggle. "I mean, my hair is nowhere near as elegant as yours, but I still like my hair." Anna gasped. "What if I got cancer, someday?" She grabbed her hair with both hands. "I don't want to lose my hair! I want to keep it forever! I hope I don't get cancer! I'm not even worried about the dying part; I just want to keep my hair! Elsa, I want to keep my hair!"

Elsa burst out in laughter at her sister's rambling. "Anna," she shouted, joyously, capturing her sister's attention, "nothing is going to happen to your hair." Elsa continued to laugh. "Your hair is very pretty and it compliments your freckles quite nicely."

Anna blushed. She bit her lower lip bringing her shoulders up to her ears. With coy eyes she whispered, "I knew you said something earlier." She winked at Elsa then turned around to start playing Dead Space again. Elsa felt her own cheeks flush. You sneaky devil. She gently shoved her sister. "Careful," said Anna in a playful voice. "I do shove back."

Elsa grinned hoping she actually would shove her just so they would start playing again or wind up in another tickle fight. Anna lost herself in the game, instead, and Elsa accepted it. She grabbed Anna's hair and started braiding it so she could put it in pigtails. It was a lovely way to spend the morning.


Elsa walked downstairs dressed in a white, plain t-shirt and a pair of dark blue, skinny jeans. Her hair was thrown up in a ponytail. She wasn't fond of the ponytail look, but it was quick and easy and it kept her hair out of the way. It was Sunday morning which meant her father was home all day. She walked into the kitchen to see him reading the newspaper. "Anything interesting happen lately," Elsa asked, not actually interested. She just wanted to make conversation.

Her father brought his eyes over the top of the paper. "Nope," he replied simply.

Elsa nodded her head searching the cabinets for a bowl. When she found them she pulled one out and sat it on the kitchen table. She grabbed the box of Cocoa Pebbles that Anna always enjoyed and took the milk out of the refrigerator. I'm sure Anna won't mind me stealing a bowl of her favorite cereal? She poured milk into the bowl over the dry cereal and put the box of cereal away and she put the milk back in the refrigerator. She grabbed a spoon and sat down at the table. "So, how are you today," Elsa asked, directing her question to the only other person in the kitchen: her father.

He kept his face hidden behind the large black and white paper. "I'm fine. Your mother wants me to clear out the garage today." His voice hinted at a slight tone of annoyance.

Elsa shoved a spoonful of Cocoa Pebbles in her mouth. Her lips curved up in a delightful smile. Chocolate always made Elsa smile. "Why? Is it cluttered?"

"No," he dropped the paper revealing his eyes, "well, I don't think it's cluttered." He rolled his eyes, "But you know how your mother is. If she wants something done, then she expects it to be done that day."

Elsa took another bite of her cereal. She couldn't stop stuffing her face. She nodded her head. "Yeah, I uh-membuh," Elsa replied with a mouthful of Cocoa Pebbles.

Her father ruffled the papers in his hand before setting it down on the table. "That reminds me, your car is still here."

"I know. Anna showed it to me. I figured you would have gotten rid of it."

"We thought about it," her father said, matter of factly, "but it still runs and it only has one hundred and sixty thousand miles on it. No sense in scrapping a perfectly fine Lumina if it still runs."

Elsa's eyes shifted back and forth. "That would all be true if the tire wasn't flat. I looked and there isn't a jack in the car either. It's hard to imagine I used to drive the car without a jack being in it."

"It's even harder to imagine that I let you drive it without a jack being in it," said Elsa's father. He was silent for a few moments. "Anna was using it to practice driving lessons when she was seventeen. She drove it for a little while after getting her license but then right around that first Christmas after you were gone she lost interest in driving the Lumina and chose to walk everywhere or have us take her places. She said it didn't feel right using your car when you never gave her permission."

Elsa's shoulders sunk. She really did miss me. God, Elsa, why did you have to be such an asshole to Anna? Oh, that's right, because of your selfish feelings you couldn't control. She put her face down not wanting to show her shame. "Anna can drive my car whenever she wants," Elsa muttered, feeling hurt.

Victor raised his eyebrows. "We told her that you wouldn't have minded, but she didn't want any part of it. She believed that if she didn't deserve at least a text from you, then she didn't deserve to drive your car." Elsa kept her head down feeling nothing but shame wash over her. She brought her hands to her lap, fiddling her thumbs. You march right upstairs and you tell Anna she will always be deserving of you! You tell her how much she means to you and that she will always be important to you!

Elsa cleared her throat, not wanting to show the quivering in her voice that she knew inevitably was going to come out. "A-A-Anna has my per-r-r-mission to drive my car-r-r." Yep, there's that quiver you did so excellently at hiding.

Her father felt his daughter's pain. He pursed his lips and changed the subject to avoid further hurt. "Hey, what do you say you and I have some father-daughter time today and work on your car? We haven't had a lot of time to just talk and spend time between us in the last month since you've been home."

Elsa nodded her head. "Okay," she said, trying her best to sound excited. She wanted to be genuine about it, but she still felt uneasy knowing she caused so much pain to Anna during her absence. I'm going to make this the best summer for you, Anna!

Elsa finished her cereal, drank the chocolaty milk it left behind and went with her father out to the garage.

Victor stood near the front, passenger side of the car. "Yep, that's a flat," he said, pointing to the tire. Elsa stood next to her father and looked at the tire. "I'll grab my jack."

Victor walked out of the garage and to his car. He popped the trunk and fished around for the jack. Elsa walked to the driver's side of the car and opened the door. She climbed inside and sat down. It's been a long time since I've been behind the wheel of a vehicle. She looked up at the visor. There was a pin on it with an angel engraved in it holding a sign that read, 'Drive safe, my loving granddaughter.' It was a gift her grandmother had given her before she passed away a few years ago. She smiled at the pin running her thumb over it. "Well," her father said with his boisterous voice, "I don't have my jack. I must have left it at work? How ironic is that? A mechanic without a jack..."

Elsa climbed out of the car. "That is certainly ironic."

"Well, you want to take a field trip to Menards?"

Elsa chuckled shrugging her shoulders. "Sure, let's go."

"Actually, before we go let me check everything else out first that way we don't have to make more than one trip to grab extra items." He checked the oil, the transmission fluid, the headlights, break lights and turn signals. Everything else seemed fine. "All right, let's go," he motioned for Elsa to follow him to his car.

On their way to Menards Elsa and her father discussed many things ranging from cars which Elsa knew somewhat about to video games which her father knew little about. He asked about college. She asked about her father's work life. They discussed Anna which forced Elsa to hold her tongue on many subjects so it didn't seem like she was secretly harboring feelings for her sister even though she really was. Her father told his eldest daughter about how he distrusted Hans. Elsa's parents were still clueless as to what had happened the night before involving the party. Elsa promised Anna she wouldn't say anything and she intended on keeping that promise. With each passing moment of Hans coming up in conversation, Elsa grew angrier and angrier wanting to wring him by his neck or hit him with her car. She kept her anger hidden inside, though, so not to show her true feelings and give away her promise to Anna.

They arrived at Menards and they walked in. It was a hardware store, a grocery store, a department store, a home-remodeling store, and a gardening store all wrapped in one place. It was a hardware store version of Wal-Mart, basically. Her father loved Menards. It was his go-to place whenever he needed anything. "To the automotive department," he commanded, walking briskly and excitedly.

Her father's excitement made her giggle. He was like a kid in Toys R' Us. Spending time with her father made her realize just how much she missed being home. It felt nice to be with people who cared about her. It felt especially nice to be around Anna again. Her smile faded to a morose expression. But I still can't be with her, can I? She pursed her lips and kept following her overly-excited father.

He looked at all of the jacks and picked one that was suitable for Elsa's car. They walked back to the front of the store and went to check-out. Sitting in the front were a line of sledge hammers resting on their flat, hammer ends with the handles sticking straight up in the air. While Victor waited in line at the check-out, Elsa went over and picked up a sledge hammer. It was heavy, but not so heavy that she couldn't swing it. It swished in the air as she swung it back and forth. I probably look pretty ridiculous just swinging this sledge hammer, but I don't care. I'll just smash shit with it if someone looks at me the wrong way.

Elsa played out a little scene in her own head. "What? You hit my car? Well, I guess it's only fair I get to hit yours!" Elsa lifted the sledge hammer up over her head and brought it down with ferocity stopping just before hitting the floor. BAM! "Your car is ruined!" Elsa planted the flat, hammer end of the sledge hammer on the floor and posed, back straight, defiantly to no one as she laughed evilly to herself. She caught a glimpse of her father who had one eyebrow cocked in confusion at her. Well, I'm officially disowned. Her face grew bright red as she put the sledge hammer back in the line of other sledge hammers. She walked over to her father in embarrassment. He was about to speak. "Don't say anything," she quickly said, cutting him off from speaking. They walked back to the car, her face as red as a stoplight.

They returned home to find Isabelle standing in the driveway. They got out of the car and she greeted them. She gave her husband a kiss. "I'm going to make lunch would you two like anything?"

Victor gave her mother another kiss. "What are you making?" asked Elsa.

"I thawed the hamburger out. I was thinking of just cooking hamburgers for lunch."

Elsa pondered for a moment. I wonder if Anna's eaten today? I should check on her. "Yeah, I can eat. Have you seen Anna, today, mom?"

She shook her head. "She's upstairs. I keep hearing rumbling noises coming from up there."

She's still playing Dead Space. I imagine she's getting hungry? "Okay, she's just playing video games. She was playing earlier before I came downstairs."

"Video games?" A puzzled look crossed her mother's face. "Since when does Anna play video games?"

Elsa shrugged, knowing exactly why Anna was playing. She started playing for me. She wanted to bond with me. Elsa bit her lower lip and a smile crept across her lips. "I guess since this summer?"

She shrugged her shoulders and turned to walk back in the house. "You two have a nice time fixing your car."

"Thanks, mom," said Elsa. Together she and her father walked in the garage with the car jack. Elsa popped the trunk and pulled out the spare tire along with the tire iron. Her father placed the jack under the front, passenger side of the car. "You want to do this?" he asked.

"Sure," she replied. She pumped the handle to the jack lifting the car. She removed the hub cap and started loosening the lug nuts with the tire iron. She gave each one to her father to hold. As she was loosening the lug nuts she felt compelled to ask her father about gay marriage and his stance on the subject. "Dad, I have a question to ask you."

He stood over Elsa watching her. "Sure, ask away."

She loosened the last nut and gave it to her father. "What's your opinion on gay marriage?"

He stood silent for a moment. "I believe people should have the right to love whoever they want to love."

Elsa smiled at his answer. She shook the tire loose from the axle and pulled it off. She sat it on the garage floor and rolled it over to the wall. She picked up her spare tire and sat it on the axle. "And how would you feel if you happened to have a gay child?" Elsa was getting uncomfortably close to outing herself. Either way it's going to come out sooner or later, might as well test the waters now.

"I would still love them or you or Anna if either of you two were gay." He furrowed his brow. "Why do you ask?"

Elsa opened her hand. Her father gave her a lug nut. She put it on and tightened it. There's better time to tell him. Just do it! "Dad," Elsa stood up looking her father directly in the eyes. She took in a deep breath. "Dad, I'm gay."

His expression on his face didn't falter. He shrugged his shoulders. "Like I said, I'll still love you the same."

Elsa's eyes glimmered. A huge smile crossed her lips and she hugged her father tightly. "Thank you for being the best dad ever," she whispered.

He wrapped his arms around his daughter and embraced her, too. "At least I don't have to worry about boys, now." Elsa laughed, squeezing him tighter. He loosened himself from the hug and pulled away. His eyes narrowed. "Wait a minute that means you don't have a boyfriend named Aaron, then?"

Elsa giggled. "No. Actually," she brought her shoulders up to her ears, "I have a girlfriend." Her eyes moved down towards her father's feet as a grin crossed her lips. "And, her name is... Ariel."

Her father shifted his eyes as if trying to remember the name. "The girl from college who helped you pack the day we picked you up?"

Elsa nodded her head. "That would be her."

He patted Elsa on the shoulder. "Well, she's gorgeous! Good for you," he smiled and winked. "Have you two had-" he caught himself mid-sentence. "Never mind. That's private information."

"Dad!" Elsa shoved her father, playfully, a flush coming up her neck and settling in her cheeks.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry," he backed away, smiling. He pulled Elsa in for a hug. "You can always be honest with me, Elsa. With us, I mean, your mom included." Elsa felt good to finally let her parents know she was gay, or at least her father. He was very accepting and she loved him for it. She tightened her embrace around him. "Now, put this tire on!" She backed away from the hug, smiling at her father. He smiled back at her handing her another lug nut.

They walked in the house, and Elsa's hands were in some serious need of washing. "Our daughter," her father shouted, joyously, "turns out to not have a boyfriend!"

Isabelle comes out of the kitchen. Her mouth hung open with a doleful look strewn across her face. "Oh, no, what happened? Did you two break up? Are you okay, Elsa?"

Elsa chuckled at her mother's concern. "Yeah, I'm fine, mom."

"Well, you seem pretty happy for just having broken up with your boyfriend."

Elsa wanted to hug her mother, but she didn't want to put her dirty hands all over her. "Mom," she looked back at her father. He gave her a reassuring look and nodded. Elsa inhaled a deep breath, "Mom, I-"

"Oh, God, what's wrong?" Her mother put her hand over mouth waiting to hear something bad.

Elsa chuckled at her mother's worried state. "Mom, it's nothing bad. At least, dad and I don't think it's anything bad." Her mother lowered her hand from her mouth waiting to hear what ever news her daughter was about to expel onto her. "Mom, I'm gay."

The worried look in her eyes faded away as a gleeful look appeared in them. She smiled and hugged Elsa. "Oh, Elsa!"

Oh, screw it! She wrapped her arms around her mother. "Thank you for accepting me," Elsa murmured.

"You're my daughter, Elsa. I will always accept you!" Her eyes were watery.

Elsa couldn't help but smile even wider. It feels so good to be out and free. Good bye, my closet. I no longer need you to hide myself! Elsa imagined herself slamming a closet door shut and walking away with a huge smile on her face. "Ariel is my girlfriend."

"The redhead from college who helped you pack?" Elsa nodded her head against her mother's chest. "Oh, Elsa, she's beautiful and really nice. I hope we get to meet her again, someday." Elsa continued to smile.

Together they sat down in the kitchen and talked. Elsa shared with them her relationship with Ariel, how they first met and what she's like. Isabelle finished cooking the hamburgers and they ate. Anna's absence was noticed but Elsa just assumed she was still lost in Dead Space. She had been playing it all day.

After they finished eating, Elsa grabbed a hamburger and a bottle of water and told her parents she was going to take it to Anna. She felt like Anna should really eat something. She understood what it was like to get lost in a video game all day long and not eat or drink anything.

Elsa got upstairs and started calling Anna's name. Elsa's bedroom was silent. That's odd. I thought she was playing Dead Space? She walked into her room to see the game paused. Anna was curled up in Elsa's bed asleep. She looked so peaceful, so tranquil. Elsa's heart sank at the adorable sight. Oh, Anna. You're so adorable. Elsa sat the bottle of water and the plate with the hamburger on it on the table next to her bed. She pried the Playstation 3 controller from Anna's grip. She hit the Home button and turned off the system. She turned off the TV and the surround system. Elsa grabbed a spare blanket from her closet and threw it over Anna. She leaned down and kissed her sister softly on the head. Her pigtails were sprawled on either side of her head. "Sleep peacefully, my beautiful Anna," Elsa whispered, lovingly.

Elsa grabbed the plate and the brownie pan that was still in her room. It had just a small piece of brownie left in it. Elsa picked it up and ate the chocolaty dessert. She rolled her eyes in ecstasy at the taste as her lips curved up in a smile. Mmmm, chocolate! Elsa chose to keep the bottle of water on the table in case Anna was to wake up thirsty. She closed her bedroom door behind her slowly and quietly and headed back downstairs to hang out with her parents.


Elsa pulled the Lumina into the driveway. She got out of her car carrying two grocery bags. The sun had nearly set. The night was quickly approaching. Stars were filling the darkening sky. The Moon was glowing amidst the twilight horizon. Elsa looked up at her bedroom window and noticed the bedroom light was on. Anna's awake! A smile crossed her lips.

She walked in the house setting the two bags on the kitchen table. She put the groceries away and raced upstairs to see Anna. She figured Anna was back to playing Dead Space. It seemed to be that's all she wanted to do today.

Elsa opened her door and was surprised to Anna sitting hunched over on her bed. She had her phone in her hands and was texting away, fiendishly. Anger escaped her lips in the form of squeaks and squeals. A scowl consumed her face. Her brows were furrowed and her eyes were narrow. Elsa moved softly towards Anna placing a hand on her back. "Anna, is everything okay?"

Anna knocked her sister's hand away. "Don't touch me," she yelled.

Elsa brought her hand back to her body. A look of sadness and despair crossed her face. "Anna," she whispered. What's wrong?

Anna continued texting away. She finally threw her phone down on the bed and let out an angry roar. She pulled on her pigtails and slammed her hands down on the bed in a fit of rage. "Why do guys have to be so fucking mean," she yelled.

Elsa flinched at her sister's cursing and anger. She brought a hand up to her lips. She extended her other hand out to Anna. When she touched her sister, Anna let her hand stay. She gently rubbed her hand in circles around Anna's back.

Anna looked up at Elsa with tears in her eyes. They weren't tears of sadness, but rather tears of anger- tears of hate. "Hans," she spat forth, "started texting me."

Hans? What's that asshole got to say? Elsa furrowed her brow and clenched her teeth. "What's he want?"

"He's," she picked up her phone and handed it to Elsa, "harassing me. He's saying he never loved me and he only ever wanted me for my 'pussy'." She sighed angrily. "His words, not mine."

Elsa opened Anna's phone and read the text messages Hans sent her.

'Hey, you redheaded bitch,' Hans sent, 'I never fucking loved you! You're a stupid cunt!' Elsa's eyes widened as anger filled them. You son of a bitch! Elsa removed her hand from Anna and clenched her fist.

He sent a second message: 'I hope you're happy about last night. My dick would have been the perfect dick for your virgin pussy. Now you'll be a virgin for the rest of your life, you dumb bitch!' Elsa's breathing started to quicken.

He sent a third message: 'I hope you know you'll be the laughing stock of Senior year for calling the cops over a little sex!' Elsa's face was bright red. Her whole body was shaking with rage. You tried to assault her you motherfucker!

'Leave me alone. I'm not your girlfriend anymore,' Anna had replied. She's trying to get away from him. Good for you, Anna.

'Give me that pussy and I'll leave you alone!' This is full-on sexual harassment. I'll kill him! I'll fucking murder him!

'I always loved my Mustang more than I ever loved you. To have you even in my Mustang was a disgrace to her. You're an ugly, piece of shit that should crawl up in a corner and never see the light of day again.'

Elsa snapped! "I don't need to read anymore!" She tossed Anna's phone on the bed. "I'm going to fucking kill Hans!"

Anna kept her head down, brooding. Elsa knelt down and embraced her sister. For as much anger and as much hate that was built up inside of her, she had nothing but love for Anna and she showed it. She kissed her sister on the forehead. "I told you last night I would never let anyone hurt you ever again." Elsa stood up and marched out of the room.

"Where are you going," asked Anna, not expecting her sister to leave.

"I'm going to go make good on my promise," Elsa replied, hate filling her expression.

Elsa got in her car, backed out of the driveway and squealed her tires as she took off down the street. Anger was the only expression she knew right now. She beat her hand on the steering wheel letting out rage-filled screams.

You let her go to the party and this is what happened! You couldn't just keep her home like your parents wanted you to, could you? No! You had to be the cool sister. Now look what happened! She's being harassed and left to feel these emotions again. And what's worse is that you just left her there! You just fucking left her there on your bed to deal with these emotions by herself! I mean, what's your plan, Elsa? Are you seriously going to kill Hans? "Yes," Elsa shouted to her own thoughts. If you kill Hans you'll never see Anna again. They'll lock you up for life for murder!

Tears filled Elsa's eyes. She knew her thoughts were right. She couldn't plausibly kill Hans and get away with it. What would Anna think of her if she did that? "Oh, Elsa, you're my hero!" Anna would kiss me and we would live happily ever after, together. Elsa shook her head. She knew that wasn't true. The more realistic scenario crossed her thoughts. "Elsa," Anna held her hands against her mouth, "what have you done?" Anna shook her head in fear. "You're not my sister!" Elsa's eyes narrowed with sadness as a tear down her cheek. "My sister would never kill anyone!" Anna broke down crying. Elsa started crying, too. She pulled her Lumina over and put her face in her hands. "Oh, Anna," she wept. I love you so much! I never wanted harm to come to you, physically or emotionally.

Elsa cried for a few more minutes. She wiped her face clean and inhaled a deep breath. She collected herself and looked around at her surroundings. She was sitting just down the street from Menards. She drove forward and pulled into the Menards parking lot. I just need to relax and settle down. She got out of her car and walked in the store.

It was fairly empty. It must be close to closing time. "Ma'am," a clerk called out at Elsa. "We close in ten minutes. I just wanted to let you know."

Elsa nodded her head acknowledging that she heard the clerk. She strolled about the store for a couple minutes and then headed back to the front to leave. She saw the sledge hammers. She remembered earlier in the day when she was imagining herself with one of them. It brought a smile to her face. Suddenly she remembered a text that Hans had sent Anna. 'I always loved my Mustang more than I ever loved you.' She shifted her eyes back and forth remembering in her imagination from earlier that she had been beating a car with the sledge hammer. Her eyes widened. Maybe I can't kill Hans, but I can kill the thing he loves most.

Elsa picked up a sledge hammer and with only a few minutes left of the store being opened she checked out. She pulled her wallet out of her back pocket and pulled out her debit card. She swiped it and the transaction went through successfully. "Have a good night," said the clerk with a smile.

Elsa returned the smile. "Oh, I plan on it!" Elsa ran to her car with the sledge hammer and put it in her back seat. "Now, I need to find out where Hans lives."

Elsa drove home and apologized to Anna for leaving her. They hugged each other and talked. Anna asked if it was all right if she slept in Elsa's room again, tonight. Elsa nodded, smiling at her sister. After a few hours of hanging out and talking and laughing and comforting each other, they finally decided it was time to turn in. Anna got under the blankets and Elsa followed her. She put her arm over her younger sister and held her close to her body. She kissed the back of Anna's head, reassuringly. Anna smiled and cooed. She stroked her thumb over Elsa's soft hand. "Anna," Elsa whispered.

"Yes," Anna replied, half asleep.

"I have a question to ask you."

"Okay," the redhead said, yawning.

"Where does Hans live?"

Anna didn't reply right away. She turned her head slightly towards Elsa. She gave her his address. "Why," asked Anna.

"No reason," Elsa lied. "I just want to make sure he doesn't come around here anymore." Elsa was aware that excuse made no sense when asking about his address, but she was hoping Anna would be far too tired to question it.

Anna squeezed Elsa's hand and brought it closer to her body, mashing it into her soft breasts. Elsa could feel her sister's nipples through her shirt. She had the sudden urge to grope Anna's breasts. Great, now I want to fondle my sister! Elsa fought the urge to try and slyly play with her sister's nipples. Fight it, Elsa! Conceal the urge, don't feel it! She calmed her breathing letting her thoughts go as she waited for Anna to fall asleep.

Once Anna started breathing heavily, Elsa opened her eyes and whispered to her sister. "Anna, are you awake?" She slowly pulled her hand from her sister's grasp. "Psst. Anna, are you awake?" Anna said nothing. She kept breathing and didn't move. Elsa freed her hand of her sister's grasp and slowly and quietly got out of bed. She unplugged her phone and threw on a pair of black jeans. She took her shirt off and put on a black t-shirt. She opened the door and looked back at her sister, fast asleep. I love you, Anna. I'll be back! She closed the door quietly and snuck off to the bathroom.

Elsa stood in front of the mirror and put her hair up in a bun. Her reflection nodded at her. "It's time to get some vengeance for Anna." Elsa smiled. Oh yes, it is! Elsa walked downstairs and put her shoes on. She grabbed her keys and quietly left the house, locking the door behind her. She got in her car and drove off down the street.


Elsa pulled up about two houses down from Hans' house. All the lights in his house were off. His car was nowhere to be seen. I didn't realize he lived alone. She noticed a garage at the end of his driveway. Maybe it's in there? Elsa was shaky, nervous. She grabbed the sledge hammer from the back seat. Only one way to find out!

Elsa scurried up to Hans' house crouching and avoiding the lights cast by the street lights along the street. Being dressed all in black helped a bit, but it wouldn't make her completely invisible. She had to be careful. The whole neighborhood appeared to be dead. It was creepy. There were no sounds except for the chirps of crickets. Elsa snuck up to Hans' front door. She gently put her ear next to the door. She couldn't hear anything. She bit her lower lip and she still shook with nervousness. She raced around to the garage door and turned the knob. It was locked. Shit!

Elsa turned around. She inspected her surroundings to make sure she was the only person around. All of the other houses around her were still dark. Crickets were still the only creatures making a sound on this clear, starry night. Elsa held the sledge hammer firmly by the neck and another hand further down the handle. She brought it back and slammed the tool into the door, next to the door handle. The latch broke as the door swung open. A grin crossed her lips. She stepped in and felt along the walls for a light switch. When she found one she flipped it. The garage light came on.

Lining the walls of the garage were a plethora of tools: screw drivers, hammers, wrenches, a tire iron, a mechanics knife, pliers, a vice grip, and a power drill. A metal table with a matching metal stool sat along the back wall. Even more tools were spread on its surface including a few bottles of oil and transmission fluid and a can of black spray paint. Four tires that appeared to be brand new sat on the floor in the corner of the garage. A blue tarp was folded up and rested on top of the tires. In the center of the garage sat the white Mustang. Elsa grinned devilishly. She gripped the sledge hammer tightly.

She closed the garage door. The latch was busted so it wouldn't close completely without some sort of help. Elsa grabbed the metal stool and placed it in front of the door. She faced the car. She circled it slowly. So, you're his baby? You're his most prized possession? He must truly love you? I bet he would never want any harm to come to you, either? Elsa stopped circling the car, standing at the front of it. Her reflection stared back at her in the windshield. "But your owner shouldn't have fucked with my sister," Elsa whispered, spewing her words in hatred.

The blonde raised the sledge hammer high above her head and drove the hammer down hard on the hood of the car.

CLANG!

The hammer bounced off of the hood of the car and Elsa nearly lost her grip. Her nerves were still causing her to shake, but something about hitting the car made her feel better. She felt less tense. She felt less angry. She stared at the sledge hammer in amazement and smiled. This actually works? She looked at the dent in the hood. She frowned. Huh, I was expecting it to do more damage. She shrugged and raised the hammer high above her head again.

KLUNK!

Another blow was delivered to the hood of the white Mustang. This time it broke through the metal. "Yes," Elsa shouted. She quickly shut her mouth. Less yelling! I don't want to wake anyone up, especially Hans! She raised the sledge hammer and brought it down again!

KLUNK!

The blow broke through the metal of the hood, again. Screw it, if this doesn't wake someone up then I doubt my yelling will either! Elsa walked around to the passenger's side of the car and delivered another blow! The sound of metal crashing against metal echoed in the garage. It left a huge dent in the door and the white paint had been chipped away. She swung again. When the hammer hit the door again, the glass in the window shattered. Elsa wasn't expecting that. Glass exploded everywhere. She quickly guarded her eyes using her arms. Her body was filling with adrenaline. What a rush!

Elsa moved to the back of the car and started pounding away at the trunk. This! CLANG! Is! KLUNK! For! CLANG! My! CLANG Sis-! KLUNK! Ter! Elsa swung the sledge hammer for each syllable.

The trunk was left dented and filled with holes. She grabbed the hammer by the neck and placed her other hand further down the handle. She brought the hammer back and rammed it into the passenger's side tail light. She stomped over to the driver's side tail light and did the same to it.

Elsa brought the hammer back up and crashed it into the trunk once more. It dented and tore off the paint. Anger and adrenaline kept her tired body fueled. You! CLANG! Will! CLANG! Neh-! KLUNK! Ver! KLUNK! Touch! CLANG! My! CLANG! Sis-! KLUNK! Ter! KLUNK! A- CLANG! Gain!

Elsa's face was red and she was breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath. She bent over, her fists resting on her knees as she still held the sledge hammer. Sweat dripped off her face. Dents and holes lined the Mustang from all sides. She shook her head in disapproval. It's not good enough. You don't try raping my sister and get away with it unscathed!

Elsa held the sledge hammer to her side and rammed the hammer end into the driver's side headlight. It exploded into a thousand shards. She brought the hammer back and rammed it into the passenger's side headlight with ferocity. Glass went flying everywhere. Some shards nicked her in the arm. Ah, she winced. A tiny cut started to pool blood around it down her forearm. She brought her arm up to her mouth and sucked the blood away.

Elsa stood up, back straight and stared at her own reflection in the untouched windshield. Her reflection was enough to let her know that it needed to be destroyed. It egged her on. Elsa brought the hammer high above her head and brought it down on the windshield. Yes, Elsa's subconscious screamed.

CRASH!

The windshield busted apart and her reflection went with the glass. Shards of glass littered the cabin of the car. The dashboard was covered in glass and the seats were too. She brought the hammer up again and brought it down on the dashboard. The plastic cracked and busted under the crash of the hit. She was feeling very hot and flushed. Why are you doing this, Elsa?

"Because he hurt my Anna," Elsa shouted to her herself. She brought the sledge hammer down on the car.

Why are you doing this, Elsa?!

"Because no one touches my Anna and gets away with it," Elsa shouted again. Tears brimming with anger filled her eyes as she planted another blow on the Mustang.

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS, ELSA?!

"Because I love Anna!" Elsa dropped the sledge hammer and fell to her knees. It was the first time she had said it out loud and meant it as more than sisterly love. She covered her sweaty face in her hands. "Because I love you, Anna," she cried out to no one. She sniffled. "But I can't have you," she whimpered.

Elsa's jaw trembled as she cried in her hands.

After a couple minutes she wiped her hands away from her face. They were coated in tears and sweat and saliva. Elsa's face was a disgusting mess of fluids. She sniffled and picked up the sledge hammer. She brought it down one more time releasing her anger with the final blow. When the loud metal-on-metal sound echoed in the garage, she let the sledge hammer fall from her grip.

She breathed heavily. She was tired and worn out. She looked over at the tools on the wall. A scowl settled on her face. She grabbed the mechanics knife and brought the blade out. She jabbed the blade of the knife into all four brand new tires. She put her focus on the car and stabbed all four tires on the car as well, flattening them all. She crawled in the car and ripped apart the leather with knife. She got out and threw the knife away. She stared at the demolished car.

It's missing something...

She looked at the table. The grabbed the black spray paint and shook it. She released the cap and started spraying letters across the destroyed hood. When she stepped away she read it: QUEEN. She smirked and surveyed her destruction. She took her phone out of her pocket and took a picture of the damage. She contemplated whether or not she should send it to Anna. Don't do it! You'll only be feeding into your own desires. Don't do it! She wanted so badly to show Anna how much she truly loved her. She wanted so badly to let Anna know that no one would ever hurt her again without serious consequences. She wanted so badly to just send the picture to her beautiful Anna.

Maybe I can't have her... Elsa sent the picture. ...but, that doesn't mean I can't try.

Elsa's anger faded from her completely as the text went through. Elsa felt at peace. She grabbed the blue tarp and covered the destroyed Mustang. She picked up her sledge hammer and moved the stool away from the door. She turned off the light. She walked out and tried closing the door behind her. It just hung open. She slung the sledge hammer over her shoulder and walked back to her car with a smirk strewn across her lips not caring whether she walked in the light or not.

When Elsa finally got home, she pulled into the driveway. She went in and took a shower. She quietly stepped into her room. Anna was sprawled out on her bed. Elsa bit her lower lip. She bent down and kissed her sister on the forehead. A tiny smile graced Anna's lips.

Elsa dressed in only a t-shirt and a pair of white, cotton panties went downstairs. She lay back on the couch and turned on the TV. She wasn't really in the mood to watch anything she just wanted the sound as distraction. She grabbed a blanket off the back of the couch and wrapped herself up in it. She threw her arm over her eyes and let the soft lull of the TV put her sleep as her last thought circled her mind: I love you, Anna.