As you repeatedly slipped in and out of consciousness you were able to make out voices. It's hard to distinguish from whom they're coming from but you're able to make out sentences.
"Cuts are littering her whole back and some are even on her legs."
"She might suffer from internal bleeding as well."
"I'm afraid her injuries might become infected."
"She has to eat something soon. She probably didn't eat anything over the weekend."
"I'd feel better if we could get her into a hospital."
"I promised her we wouldn't."
"We have to be prepared once her parents start looking for her again."
"I'm going to kill him."
"Please be okay, (Y/N)."
The last sentence seemed clearer to you than all of the others. The voice seemed to be coming from right beside you. It sounded like it has been muttered with barely suppressed tears. Stringing your memories together once more you desperately try to figure out who the voice belongs to.
Smooth voice. Shy smile. Icy blue eyes. Platinum blonde hair. Elsa.
With this realization, you return to the world of the living. Your eyessuddenly opened wide but you still failed to make out anything but shapes or forms. Your heart was beating at the speed of light and threatened to jump out of your chest.
You felt something holding you down. It was encasing your legs and you tried to get rid of what it was for dear life. You fell from a ledge, continuing to fight whatever was trapping you. You barely noticed the pain as you fully concentrated on kicking the captor holding you down. You started hyperventilating.
Fully imprisoned by your terror you didn't even notice the pair of hands landing on your shoulders or the words fiercely trying to bring you out of your panic. What you didn't fail to notice however were the thundering footsteps approaching you, instead of calming you down they only enhanced your fears.There is more than one person trying to hurt you.
There is someone holding your head now and they won't allow you to move it anymore. Your vision finally seems to clear up a little and you noticed pale skin and terrified wide-opened eyes.
Elsa. Elsa. "Elsa." You didn't even notice yourself muttering these words but you certainly felt your throat instantly chocking up from the dryness. After overcoming the discomfort you look into Elsa's eyes once more. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying and she was shaking like a leaf.
Still holding onto your head she said in a questioning tone. "(Y/N)?" At this point, you realized you were shaking even more than Elsa was. Her hands slide down to your shoulders expertly avoiding your injuries.
"You're okay, sweetie. You're safe. We're at my home and nobody is going to hurt you here. I promise." She was looking at you with so much determination that you instantly believed every word she was saying.
You calmed your breathing and for the first time looked around the room. It was painted blue and tall bookcases stood against the walls. You were lying on the floor next to a bed which you must've fallen out of. You were wearing a loose shirt to keep anything from scraping against your cuts. It seemed pointless now since your back is probably bleeding again after the fall you took.
You now noticed five people standing next to the door as well. Gerda, Anna, Kristoff, Rapunzel, and Flynn. They all looked to be out of breath. Gerda walked further into the room and knelt next to you. "The fall probably hurt your back even more. You should try to avoid moving around too much. The cuts might open again and that would worsen the situation even further."
"Yes, of course. I'm sorry I was really scared for a second." You answered with a blush forming on your face.
Elsa instantly replied "There's no need to be sorry. You were just startled that's completely okay. Did you hurt yourself when you fell?"
"From heaven?" An optimistic Flynn tried to lighten the mood. Kristoff chuckled slightly but both boys immediately went quiet after a few stern looks from the girls.
You too giggled at Flynn's comment and turned to Elsa. "I'm completely fine. Don't worry about me." You said with a smile.
"Of course I'm going to worry about you, (Y/N)." She looked into your eyes with an expression that definitely meant 'What am I going to do with you?' and heaved a sigh. After a moment she smiled encouragingly and added. "We'll have to check if the cuts opened up again and afterwards we're going to have a long talk, okay sweetie?"
You gulped at the mention of a conversation but nodded nevertheless.
After renewing the covers over your cuts and after listening to your profound thanks Gerda left the room. This meant you're now alone with Elsa. As you sat on the bed Elsa was kneeling down in front of you. She was looking at you but not saying anything. It was quite unnerving but obviously she was trying to work through something and you've decided to let her finish.
After a few more moments she looked up and stared right through your eyes into your very soul and muttered in a deadly calm voice. "I need you to tell me exactly what happened."
You looked down avoiding her eyes and scratched the back of your head. Where to start? Surely your dad wouldn't want you to tell anyone anything. On the other hand, they already knew it was him who hurt you. Maybe you could still get away with saying it was an accident.
"Well, you see. I was in my room and it was night and I was really thirsty so I got up to fetch myself some water and as I walked back up the stairs my dad thought I was a home invader so he hit me with his baseball bat. I fell backwards down the stairs on my water glass and it shattered and left all these cuts."
Elsa looked at you with a completely expressionless face. You felt pressured to add something more. "See? It was an accident. There's nothing to worry about." You finished with a hopeful smile this time.
"(Y/N). You didn't even try with this one." Her deadpan expression now started to crack into a frown and she looked to the floor. "You already told me that he beat you, (Y/N)."
"Yes, obviously he did! But it was an accident and it only happened once. He apologized after and he thought I was an intruder or something. I'm completely fine."
She sighed once more and finally looked up into your eyes again. Tears have started to gather on her pretty blue eyes and you feel even worse knowing you're the cause of her heartache. "(Y/N). There are whip marks on your back and shoulders. You told me that your father beat you all weekend and you fainted for several hours after being beaten by Hans and his goons. You're everything far from fine."
She looked down once more for a few deep breaths but then looked at you again. She asked you once more. "I need you to tell me exactly what happened. The truth this time. Please."
"Elsa. I-" You looked into her eyes and after finding nothing but concern and love you finally settle on telling her the full truth. You told her exactly what happened with all the details you could remember.
At some point, Elsa looked down once more and you couldn't tell what kind of expression she wore. As you finished retelling your meeting with the 'Grease Gang' you were able to make out her quickened breathing.
"Are you okay?" You asked concerned.
"Of course I can't be okay after hearing what I just did." She snapped at you. Without thinking about it you flinched away from her and looked at her fearfully. Her expression immediately softened and she reached out to touch your knee but instantly retracted her hand after thinking about it for a second. You caught her hand and held it in both of yours and lifted them to rest over your heart. You smiled at her and quietly told her "It's okay. I'm okay."
"No. You aren't, (Y/N). You aren't okay at all and I'm so sorry for frightening you." She held onto your hands tighter and lifted her other hand to caress your cheek and looked at you with so much compassion your heart ached for her.
"Oh, Elsa." You muttered without a thought. "Oh, (Y/N)." Elsa answered. She used the hand holding your head to pull you closer to her and leaned in herself as well. "May I?" She asked. You didn't even think about it for a single second instead you nodded, angled your head to the side and moved towards Elsa.
As your lips got closer and closer with every passing millisecond your heart started to beat quicker and quicker. Your breathing sped up as well and that's when you heard it. It started as a quiet muttering but got so much louder the closer your lips moved. '... nothing but disgusting.' '... female body...' It turned into screaming inside of your head and you startled back and stood up. Away from Elsa. The screaming didn't stop. The pain in your head was overwhelming you.
"The female body is nothing but disgusting." You muttered out loud, in sync with the screaming in your head. Elsa looked at you startled and scared. "(Y/N)? What do you mean?" She had fallen on the ground and her cheeks were pink and her lips so red and so kissable and the screaming got louder again.
You turned away and stumbled out of the door. Elsa scrambled onto her feet and followed you immediately. "(Y/N)! Please wait! I'm sorry!" You didn't answer her.
Your father's words echo inside your head. 'If you ask me that girl is a lesbian.' 'We think you are very very sick.' 'The female body is nothing but disgusting.'
You continued to run down the hallway. Past the others who looked at you, too startled to follow you. After hearing Elsa shout, they too caught onto the chase. As you sprinted down the stairs the others started catching up. Kristoff was dashing down the stairs and Anna was sliding down the bannister. But you were quicker. You throw the front door open and run to the edge of the property. As you jumped over the fence your Parcour Phase from two years ago finally paid off.
You started running back to your house. You still remembered the way home from your first time leaving the Arendelle sisters' house. At one point you noticed Kristoff's car speeding down the street but you quickly dove down into a ditch to avoid them.
Your parents were right. Elsa seems to be a lesbian. She nearly kissed you. That also means they're right about you being sick. You need to go and tell them what happened. They'll probably help you. They love you, after all.
You continued running and eventually, your house came into view and your parents were just on their way to the car. Their worried and scared faces turned to relief once they saw you.
You continued running and eventually reached your mother, who wrapped you in her arms warm and safe. Your dad patted your back but his well-meant gesture turned into a painful reminder of your beating. Now realizing your parents were right all along you leave the embrace and turn to your dad.
"You were right. You both knew it from the start. I am sick. I just nearly kissed Elsa."
Your dad's elated face instantly dropped he gripped you by your arm and asked you. "You did what?"
"I didn't do it. I swear. I realized it's wrong-" You couldn't even finish. Your dad was already dragging you towards the front door. As you turned around towards your mother with frightened eyes, she was already calling someone on her phone. The doctor. You assumed.
You wondered if you made the right decision or not.