Here we are again. I don't like the way this chapter turned out much, so some feedback in the form of reviews would be greatly appreciated. Thanks. I hope you like this better than I do.
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Chapter 8
(Kristoff-16 Anna-15; early spring)
Even though it was spring, the last remnants of winter still remained, and Anna insisted that she and Kristoff take a walk in the snow. Kristoff felt guilty throughout the whole day he spent with Anna. He still hadn't told her that he was leaving to become an ice harvester's apprentice, and he was going in a week. He glanced up at her again as she walked across the top of the fence he was walking next to. He had promised himself that he would tell her a week in advance, and there was no getting out of it now.
"What are you thinking about?" Anna asked; waving her arms around as she almost lost her balance. It would've been a bad fall that would've taken her down a steep hill and onto a frozen lake that no one dared skate on. Kristoff sighed with relief when Anna caught herself.
"There's something I've been worrying about," he replied. It was now or never. Anna stopped walking, and gave him a curious look. He loved that look, and he would miss it while he was gone. "I have to tell you something important." He extended his hand toward her, and she nodded and let him help her down off the fence. She looked up into his eyes expectantly, and Kristoff sighed. He placed his hand on the side of her face, and smiled sadly at her. "I'm leaving," he got out quickly. Anna looked confused.
"What?" she asked; backing away from him. "What do you mean?"
"One of the ice harvesters decided to make me his apprentice, so I will be gone for a while." Anna's whole being seemed to suddenly radiate sadness.
"When will you be back?" she asked timidly; staring at the ground. She was more upset than Kristoff thought she would be, but at the same time she was calm about the situation.
"I don't know yet. I'm sorry. I should've told you sooner. I-"
"What do you mean sooner?" Anna's eyes suddenly sparked with anger as she looked back up at him. "How long have you known? When are you leaving?" Now it was Kristoff's turn to look at the ground, but Anna wouldn't have it. "I don't care how ashamed you are Kristoff. Look at me." He raised his head again to meet her piercing gaze.
"I've known for about two weeks, and I leave in one." Anna looked appalled at him. Then she turned and walked away. He didn't go after her. He just watched her until she stopped and whirled around again.
"Why didn't you tell me?" she said; looking more exasperated than angry.
"I was afraid to. I wasn't sure how to tell you." Anna sighed, and started slowly moving back towards him.
"I'm sorry," she said; rubbing her head with both hands as if she had a headache. "Your timing was just off. I'm not that mad at you. It's just that my parents are leaving in a couple of days, and they won't be back for two weeks. ... It just feels like everyone who's important to me has to leave me for some reason. Do you know what that feels like?"
"You know that I do, Anna," Kristoff murmured as he closed the distance between them. Anna bit her lip, and nodded. Then she pulled him to her. She wanted to remember everything about him while he was gone. She wanted to remember the way his heart beat when they hugged each other, the way he could make the best of any situation, and even the way he tended to smell like Sven. Anna smiled.
"We should make the most of the time we have left," she whispered; pulling away. She backed up a little, and Kristoff gave her a funny look.
"What are you up to?" he asked in response to her suspicious grin.
"Oh, nothing," she insisted. Then she reached over and poked him; starting the war she often started when they were children. "Tag!" Anna called; immediately scrambling away from him. Kristoff smiled, and began to pursue her, but he stopped dead in his tracks as she slipped. She hit the fence behind her, and it broke. Kristoff ran over to the broken fence as he heard the small cry she released when she started tumbling down the steep, snow-covered hill. After seeing that Anna wasn't going to stop rolling anytime soon, he slid down after her.
Anna felt each bump that she hit on the hill; despite the layer of snow between her and the ground, and each time she rolled she could see that she was getting closer and closer to the frozen lake. She was just worrying about whether or not the ice would hold when her head collided with something hard. She screamed in pain at the impact, and Kristoff watched in horror as her blood mingled with the snow wherever her head came in contact with it. He reached the bottom, and stopped himself with his boots as Anna rolled out onto the ice. She slid towards the center of the lake and finally skidded to a stop.
Kristoff quickly got to his feet. He watched her for a brief moment; waiting to see if she would move. She remained motionless though, and his heart began to pound in fear. He quickly took off his coat in case he ended up swimming, and cautiously took a step onto the ice. Then he heard a sickening crack, and Anna was suddenly in the water hidden below the ice. The freezing cold brought her out of her daze, and she screamed; remembering that she was never taught how to swim.
"Kristoff!" she cried. Then she disappeared below the water.
This chapter wasn't very good. I just had to get it out there. At least I got a little bit of a cliffhanger in there. Yay! Maybe I will post what happens next tomorrow, but only if at least one person leaves a review today. I don't care if you put that you hate the story. Just leave your review, and I guarantee that another chapter will be up tomorrow. Farewell for now!
