A/N: *warps Frozen blanket around her shoulder and sits down with a serious expression*
Henlo. Sorry because I haven't updated in a while (again), but I was busy recharging my gayness. I made sure to write a longer chapter to make it up to you, but I'm 100% sure it will happen again. Until then, please, enjoy this chapter and have a beautiful day!
Whenever Cassandra felt her emotions piling up, she immediately knew what to do. Sometimes she was a little cold or perhaps distant, but she still knew it's a battle she can't win alone. Emotions have a big impact on people's life. Some of them listen to their brains, while others are driven by their emotions, those unpredictable, toxic, yet wonderful things. Most of the time, Cassandra puts herself somewhere in the middle. But as soon as she caught feelings for her teacher, her emotions began to pour like the long-awaited rain on a burning hot summer day.
Love is a strange thing. No one knows when or where it finds them, and sometimes it makes them give up on something they yearn for, no matter how much they want to find someone who truly cares about them. And if a person like that exists, one might mistake them for a friend and leave them heartbroken.
Love is like poison. Slowly but surely, it kills its victim. It spreads through their already broken body until it fills in every inch and every corner of their being. But it's so deliciously wrong, just like what Cassandra feels for Ms. Andersen. In the past, she tried to deny her feelings and pretend not to notice her teacher's lustful stare, but she can't take it anymore. As much as she tried to focus on anything else but her, Cass's mind is constantly haunted by her beautiful teacher. When she told her friend, Mulan about Elsa, she wasn't aware of how hard she's going to fall for her. But knows she's in love with Elsa Andersen, and it scared her. Mostly because such thing between student and teacher is forbidden, and as Mulan said, Elsa has more to lose. And now that she knew that Anna is the blonde's sister, she was even more afraid of getting caught. She can't ruin two already broken lives because of her selfish emotions.
But there's one person on the globe who would understand or even help her, and she's her mother, Zara. No matter what happened or what Cassandra had done, she was always there for her daughter. After Cass failed to end her life, she realized how much her mother cares about her and wished to undo her fatal mistake. However, the past can't be changed, and that includes how Elsa and Cassandra almost kissed. But the future is still unknown, and it's Cassandra's job to decide if she wants to go further or end what's already between them. Of course, the final word will be Elsa's, but Cass was sure the blonde would never take the first step without encouragement.
By the time Cassandra reached her mother's door, it was dark outside, and she was already crying, a path of salty tears rolling down her flushed cheek. To be honest, Cass never learned to cry with style. She looked pathetic and childish, and was sobbing like a kid who's favorite candy fell onto the floor. The muscles of her chin trembled as she tried to call out for her mother on the other side, but all words failed her as the pain took over. But this is how she understands herself the best. When Cassandra cries, it makes her mind clear and tells her what she wants or what she did wrong. And now, she just wants to be with Elsa. She had never been so sure about her intentions.
Her thoughts raced as she raised a hand. For a moment, she hesitated, then finally, she knocked on the elegant door. "Mom?" She asked and sobbed soundly.
"Cassandra, is that you?" Came Zara's voice from inside, and just from her soothing tone, Cass immediately felt better. "Come in, sweetie." With her whole body trembling, the young girl opened the door to reveal herself to her mother. Zara was sitting on her large bed, her back pressed against the headboard and with a book in her hand. Cassandra definitely got the love for books from her. She looked at her daughter with a worried expression and deep concern in her eyes. "What's wrong, my darling? Why are you crying? What happened? Did someone hurt you?" Without hesitation and with great speed, she put her book down on her nightstand and shifted to make some space beside her. "Ohh, come here."
As much as Cassandra loved her mother, sometimes Zara was way overprotective. But the young girl understood why. She did want to kill herself, after all, and what kind of mother would want that to happen again? Besides, Zara lost her son right after he was born, which is the most painful thing that can happen to a parent. Alongside her job, brother and mother, Cassandra is the only joy in her life, and she'd die if she lost her grey-eyed princess. Unfortunately, Cass hates it when someone calls her that.
"Okay." Cass murmured quietly and walked up to her mother's bed with hurried steps. She sat down on the edge and quickly slipped her bare feet under the blanket to prevent them from getting cold. A comforting arm wrapped around the young girl's shoulder and brought her closer to Zara's chest.
"Now," the older woman gently rubbed her daughter's arm, making all of her worries disappear only with her caring presence and loving touch. "tell me what happened."
The raven-haired girl sobbed a little before she finally collected her thoughts and managed to form a few words. "I love someone I shouldn't."
It wasn't surprising to Zara. She knew that Cassandra likes Anna-which isn't true-but she wasn't expecting her daughter to use a strong word to describe her feelings, such as love. Zara wasn't a stranger to that feeling, and she knew the pain that comes with it. "My dear..." She gulped, trying to find the best advice she can come up with. "If you're meant to be together, life will find a way to make it happen. If not, then you'll have to accept it and move on."
"But mom," Cass' fingers grasped her mother's shirt tightly. "I can't be with her."
"What do you mean?" She asked, unsure of what Cassandra is trying to say. "I know that Anna has a boyfriend, but-"
Before she could continue, her daughter finally interrupted her. "It's not Anna."
Zara's eyes opened widely as she stared down at her daughter, her fallen angel. Cassandra fooled her, lied to her about the person she loves. But she understood. Unlike other parents, Zara knew that she was a teenager as well, and how weird romance is at that age. But after what Cass said, she wasn't sure about who owns her daughter's heart. "Then who is it?"
"I don't know if I should tell you..." Answered the young girl in a sad tone that broke her mother's heart.
"Cass, you can tell me anything. I won't judge you because I know that you can't decide who you want to fall in love with. But if you don't want to tell me, that's perfectly fine. I just want to help you, Cassandra. I love, support, and accept you the way you are, and there's nothing in the world that could change that."
"Thanks, mom. It means a lot to me." She bit her lip, pausing for a moment. "But I'm afraid you won't like my answer." Cassandra wasn't sure if her mother would understand her feelings towards Elsa, and she didn't want to risk it. But at the same time, she needed someone who would understand her and guide her on this forbidden journey. She took a deep breath, then exhaled, the tension leaving her muscles as she was finally about to open up. "It's Anna's sister."
"I didn't know that she has another sister."
"She doesn't. Mom," Cassandra's lips trembled as she tried to finish her sentence. "it's Elsa."
"Oh..." For a moment, Zara couldn't believe her ears. The blonde was Cass's teacher, and a relationship between them would be more than inappropriate. Still, she didn't judge the young girl, no matter how wrong it was. She just wanted Cassandra to be happy, but she remained silent.
"I'm so sorry, mom." The young girl sobbed audibly, her eyes watering again. A gentle hand caught her slightly off guard as she reached for her and wiped away her tears.
"It's alright, my dear. But I hope you know the weight of your words. She's your teacher, and that makes everything even more complicated. Even if she feels the same, can you two keep it secret?"
"I believe we can if we both put in the right effort." Her voice turned into a soft whisper as Cass talked about her teacher, praising the blonde even when she wasn't there. "She's my secret. My beautiful, little secret."
Zara wasn't sure if her daughter's feelings are true, but hearing Cassandra's answer, she promised herself to protect the young girl's heart at any cost.
The next day didn't go as planned. Cassandra was about to go to school when an idea came to her mind. On her way, she stopped at the florist and asked for a single red rose, the most classic sign of love. She carefully put it in her bag to hide it from the spying eyes of her classmates, and as Cass went back to her car, she shamefully saw that she's almost late from her class. Literature, her favorite. Of course, she likes it so much because of her stunningly beautiful teacher, but others don't need to know that.
It has always been like that. One might think that Cassandra has a terrible sense of time, but that's far from the truth. She was always almost late from class so she could wait for Ms. Andersen to arrive. She usually sat in her car or found a place where she could see her coming. And when she saw Elsa approaching, she made sure to reach the door before the blonde. Today, it was the same. Well, almost the same, except for one thing. Cassandra arrived later than expected, and Elsa was already on her way to her classroom, which caused Cass to run after her, hoping to catch up with her.
Everyone in Arendelle High watched as Cassandra Reeve stormed through the hallway. Some of them laughed, while others were impressed by her incredible speed. Cassandra was fit, but not overly muscular, which made her talented at physical activities and also quite good looking. Just before she reached Elsa, she slowed down a little as if she wasn't running after her a moment before.
"Good morning, Ms. Andersen." She greeted the blonde in a playful tone. Her plan is coming along just perfectly, and if it continues to progress this way, she might succeed. And that single one rose will help her out greatly. She knows that Elsa might listen to her brain instead of her heart and might reject the student, but Cassandra didn't care. She wanted to give it at least a try. Maybe she doesn't know Elsa yet, but she had never felt about anyone this strongly before.
Her sudden appearance caught Elsa off guard, but she recognized that sweet voice immediately. She was somewhat grateful to see her student, but it also made her nervous. And aroused. She hated the effect the young girl has on her, but she enjoyed it just as much. "Good morning, Cassandra. You arrived just in time, as always."
"I wouldn't want to be late for my favorite class," Cass said as she caught a glimpse of Ms. Andersen's reddening cheeks. She smiled and continued to walk with her. Elsa was dressed in a tight pencil skirt with a simple but elegant shirt that showed all the right curves, making it almost impossible to look away from her perfect body.
"I thought you don't like literature." Elsa was unsure of the sudden change. When Cassandra was in detention, she said that she hates the blonde's subject, even though she's quite fond of books, poetry, and other literature-related things.
The edge of Cassandra's lips turned into a small smile as she discovered the perfect opportunity to flirt with the older girl. "That was before the most beautiful woman became my teacher. I think that's a great motivation."
The attraction between them was undeniable, but Elsa wanted to avoid getting in trouble. Her brain was screaming at her to stop being a horny teenager and pay no attention to the young girl. But she couldn't. She wanted to be with Cassandra in every possible way, but it was so deliciously wrong. "You shouldn't talk to me like that."
Cassandra tried not to show her disappointment, but she knew that Elsa feels the same based on her body language. "And you shouldn't be fucking me with your eyes during classes." Those piercing blue orbs stared at her with such a lustful gaze that she couldn't just sit there and avoid it. Each time Elsa looked at her, she saw the passion and hunger in her eyes, yearning to satisfy and to be satisfied. Cassandra would be more than happy to oblige the teacher's wishes. Maybe Elsa could teach her a thing or two.
"Would you like me to put you in detention?" The blonde tried to sound serious, but Cass heard the playfulness in her voice. Detention with Elsa would be beyond amazing, and the raven-haired girl would make sure they do more than talk about books.
"You know we'd both enjoy that." And as she did so many times before, Cassandra opened the door for the blonde when they reached it. "Only after you."
"Thank you."
A/N: It seems like Zara might be up to something *giggles*
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