Chapter 3: A Night Out

Kristoff hurried home. He had just made the bus. He often found himself nearly missing the bus or actually missing the bus and end up having to walk home. He had to race through a crowd of people, jump over the steps outside the front entrance and run as fast as he could to the line buses that were waiting. The bus driver gave him a small smile as he leapt onto the bus, panting hard. Kristoff headed down the bus to the very back where one last seat was waiting.

Kristoff took a seat next to a random girl that he did recognise. Kristoff knew that she would normally be wearing some random band t-shirt that had a grey skull behind the name of the band with long black pants but today she was in her school uniform. She had short, spiky black hair with pink highlights that every teacher tutted about. She had taken out her nose ring and her mouth piercings. She had headphones in her ears and she was head banging to some punk rock band. The girl kind of scared Kristoff. She didn't even look up when he sat down.

Kristoff was glad when his stop arrived. The bus was noisy but Kristoff preferred the silence - not that he often got it. His stop was one of the last ones but despite it being one there were still a lot of school children on the bus. Kristoff pushed his way through the hordes of students to make his way to the front of the bus. He gave the driver a small smile and a word of thanks before he leapt off the bus. Kristoff walked down the street from the bus stop towards his grandfather's house.

His grandfather's house was small. It could only house about three people at a push. It now housed double that; his parents, brother, sister, grandfather and of course, his pet dog, Sven. It was a squeeze. When Kristoff entered the house, he found his grandfather, Pabbie, talking about something or another with his father, Cliff. Kristoff's entire family was not his biological family. When he was a small child, his parents were killed in a car crash. Kristoff didn't remember the crash at all. It happened just after he turned two years old. After being in an orphanage for nearly four years, he was finally adopted by Cliff and his wife Bulda when they came to the orphanage. Kristoff loved his new family the moment he saw them. He couldn't have asked for anyone better to adopt him. They loved him and he loved them. They provided him with a home that Kristoff simply adored. Sven came along only a few years ago. He was a present from Cliff to Kristoff as Kristoff used to have a dog when he was younger but not until recently did they have the money for one. They weren't the richest of people.

"Ah Kris, you're home!" called his mother from the kitchen.

Kristoff took off his shoes and walked into the kitchen. His mother was busy cooking dinner for all of them. His brother and sister weren't home just yet. His sister had netball practice until later that night and his brother was in a study group with friends.

"Hello mum," he gave her a small kiss on her cheek. "Can I help?"

His mother looked grateful for the offer.

Half an hour later, the table was full of food. Kristoff's siblings had walked in the door right at that moment. They both looked relieved to see food on the table. They headed straight to the food and started to inhale it into their mouths. Kristoff just laughed at his siblings' behaviour. They did this practically every single night.

"How was practice?" their mother said to Kristoff's sister.

"Fine," she said. "I was on Goal Attack and I managed to get some goals."

"That's my granddaughter," Pabbie gave her a high-five.

"So Kristoff," his father said. "How's studying going? I know you have a test on Friday for Chemistry."

"I'm hopefully going over to Elsa's tomorrow to study," Kristoff said.

"That's good," his mother, Bulda, said. "Elsa's a nice girl."

"Very shy though," Kristoff's sister said.

"Ah well," Kristoff's said, "Elsa's just a quiet girl. She likes to keep to herself but hopefully she can give me a tutoring lesson tomorrow if her father says yes."

Elsa hurried out of her final class of the day. She was running late. She had stayed behind to discuss some things with her teacher about some things that had been mentioned in class. The time ended up ticking away. Elsa hurried out of the school's front entrance. She found her ride waiting patiently for her. The driver was on the phone. She hoped he wasn't talking to her father about her being late. The driver hung up his phone the moment Elsa came into his vision.

Elsa swung into the backseat of the car and the driver took off. When Elsa got home, Anna answered the door. She had a smile on her face but that wasn't unusual. Anna usually had one on her face. Elsa greeted Anna when she walked through the door.

"Hey Elsa," Anna said. "How was school?"

Elsa shrugged. "Fine, I guess."

Elsa headed to her room and threw her backpack onto her bed. Her teachers hadn't given any homework as they were near the end of the school term. It was also give them time to study for the tests they had coming up. Anna hadn't followed her in. Instead she had gone back into her own room. Elsa could hear the latest popular music coming from her room. Sighing, Elsa sat down at her desk and got her books out in front of her. Elsa had trouble concentrating on her work. Anna had her music way too loud and it was pounding through the house. Elsa tried to block out the noise but it was of no use. Elsa sighed again.

She got to her feet and headed down the corridor and knocked on her sister's door.

"Yeah?" Anna called.

"Could you turn down your music please?" Elsa asked.

"Oh sorry!" the music dimmed and now Elsa could only hear a faint noise coming from within Anna's bedroom.

"Thanks," Elsa called back.

Elsa headed back to her room and took her seat behind her desk again. The silence was a relief to Elsa. She put her pen to paper and started to write out some notes.

Anna searched her wardrobe for the best outfit. She and several friends were going to go to town and have some fun. She needed a cute outfit though and so she choose long black tights to go with a short black skirt, a red overcoat to go over a white blouse and red high heels. She wound a white scarf around her neck and placed a white beanie on the top of her hair. She did a small twirl in the mirror. She let out a small giggle. She thought that she looked pretty cute. Anna grabbed a small shoulder purse and swung it over her shoulder before she left her room and closed the door behind her.

'Going out," she called.

"Got your phone?" her father called out.

Anna quickly checked that she had. "Yes!"

"Wallet?"

"Yes!"

"Keys?"

"Yes!"

"Good girl! Now go have fun!"

"I shall," Anna quickened out the door.

Her friend from her school, Zoë, was picking her up. Her mother was going to drive them to central Arendelle where all the good bars, restaurants, shops, parks, hang out points etc. were. They were going to meet a couple of other mutual friends from school. Zoë was also from Arendelle. She was a tall girl with long brunette hair with blonde highlights. Her green eyes shone at Anna as she got into the car. She wore a black leather jacket over a white shirt with smart blue jeans with flat black shoes.

Unlike Zoë, the other friends that they were going to meet were not from Arendelle. In fact, they were both natives to Switzerland. They had flown to Arendelle. Anna had told them that Arendelle was a nice holiday spot and they had decided to spend their winter break there. Anna was glad that they had. She didn't have a lot of friends in Arendelle as she spent most of her time within the Swiss boarders. The only person who would spend time with her is her father. They had already gone to lunch a few times during the working week but he was busy with his work. She couldn't ask her sister. Elsa was always busy and never seen to have time for her. Anna often wondered why. Elsa was always quite a withdrawn person but she couldn't worry about that now. She had to concentrate on her night out with friends.

Zoë's mother drove the car out of the driveway and onto the street.

"So Anna," Zoë asked as soon as she got into the car. "It feels like forever since I saw you last."

"Zoë, it's been like a week," Anna laughed. "But I know what you mean. I feel like an age has passed since we last saw each other." Zoë giggled. "So what's the plan?"

"I got a nice restaurant booked for us," Zoë said. "We will meet Céline and Audrey there. They are both super keen for this."

"As am I," Anna gushed.

Zoë's mother drove them into the main part of Arendelle. She parked outside The Arendelle Grill – one of the nicest (and expensive) restaurants in Arendelle. Anna had dined there several times in her life. Each time was a fond memory in her mind – however the last time (which took place only a couple of years ago), there was something about her sister. She was extremely quiet and she kept giving their father nervous looks whenever he wasn't looking. Anna wondered what could have been on her sister's mind. Anna found herself often wondering that.

"Here we are!" sang Zoë. "I wonder if Céline and Audrey have already arrived."

"Maybe?" shrugged Anna. "Céline is always a punctual girl, Audrey – not so much."

Zoë giggled. She knew what Anna was on about. Often when they were sitting in class, Audrey would always be the last one in the room while Céline was always the first there. Anna thanked Zoë's mother for driving them.

"It's no trouble," Zoë's mother said as she waved a hand as if it was nothing.

"Yeah thanks mum," Zoë gave her mother a small kiss on the check.

"I'll be on standby for your text," Zoë's mother said.

They leapt out of the car and waved at her. She waved back and drove on. Anna and Zoë headed into the restaurant and looked around for their friends. Anna stood on tiptoe to see if she could spot their friends. Zoë didn't have to stand on tiptoe; she was tall enough to see over the heads of everyone. Neither one of them were sure that they were in there.

"I'll give Audrey a text," Zoë said getting out her phone.

"There!" Anna said after a few minutes of searching and interrupting Zoë's texting.

Céline and Audrey were both sitting at a table not too far away. Audrey had her raven coloured hair wrapped up in a tight bun (Anna was reminded of Elsa again). She wore an elegant black dress and had her grey coat over her chair. Céline, on the other hand, had her blonde hair out but she did have a portion of it clipped up using a hair clip. Céline had her dark blue jacket draped over her chair like Audrey. She had a long sleeved red top on and a long black skirt which matched her long black tights and black heels.

Anna noticed that they had already ordered some drinks which Céline was sipping on. Anna also noticed that their hands were quite close together. Anna couldn't help but smile. They made their way towards them. There was a chorus of greetings between the four girls as they all sat down. A waiter came over and Anna and Zoë ordered drinks; two lemonades for the pair of them. Anna and Zoë ordered their food not too long after that. While they waited, the conversation started.

"So how are things going for you?" Audrey asked, sipping on her coke.

"Fine," Anna said. "It's nice being home."

"Arendelle is a nice place to visit," Céline commented looking around the restaurant. "You were right Anna."

"I often am," Anna held up her drink as if she was toasting someone.

All three of them chuckled to each other. Their food soon arrived. Anna looked down at her lamb chops. They looked delicious. Anna took a bite out of it. It was delicious.

"So tell us about your family," Céline asked as she dug into her swordfish.

"Nothing really to tell," Anna shrugged. "Just dad and my sister, Elsa."

"Why doesn't Elsa go to school with you?" Audrey asked.

"I don't know," Anna shrugged again. "Dad decided to send me away to boarding school and Elsa to school in Arendelle. That's just the way things went."

Audrey left the conversation at that. After they had their dinner, all four girls headed out into the streets of Arendelle. Anna pointed out particular shops that had decent things for them to buy. They had to drag Zoë away from a store window which sported several high class brands of handbags. Zoë whined as they did which made them all laugh.

Zoë had a sister who worked in one of the local bars, so they decided to stop there and say hello to her. They turned a corner and entered 'The Local Norwegian'. The bar was a large establishment and was teaming with customers. There were several high wooden tables erected around the room and at the front was a man making drinks from behind the counter. Loud music was being played over the speakers and quite a number of the customers were dancing to the music. The other customers were sitting at the tables; eating or drinking. Anna and her friends made their way to the counter.

"ID before I can serve you drinks," the bartender said.

"We're looking for Charlotte," Zoë said.

The bartender obliged and came back a few seconds later with a woman who looked like an older version of Zoë.

"Hey guys," she said.

"Thought we would come and say hello," Zoë said to her sister.

"Thanks," Charlotte said. "Tonight is really busy so I can't really talk but can I get you anything? Coke? Lemonade?"

They order some drinks and waited at a table. Charlotte came back with their drinks and some hot chips that were 'on the house'. They all sipped their drinks while they looked around the room. It wasn't long before a tall, handsome looking gentleman came walking to Anna. He had ginger hair that ended in long sideburns. He wore a fetching looking suit that was tailored. He had a man who could only be his brother. He had shorter and cropped ginger hair though and a less flashy looking suit. Anna was attracted the first man immediately. She could already feel a crush starting to form. The other man, who Anna assumed was his brother, was nice looking but Anna was pulled towards the other an. There was just something about this man that made Anna want to hang around to find out.

"Hello," said the man with the sideburns. "I happened to be just across the room and I noticed you sitting there and I couldn't help but wonder if such a fine woman is available for a dance."

Anna giggled. "I may be."

Anna's head was exploding. How often does a handsome looking stranger come up to her and ask her to dance? The answer to that was like never. She couldn't believe her luck.

"The name's Hans Westergaard," the man said, introducing himself. "This is my brother Mikael." He gestured to him.

Anna recognised the name. She knew that they were some important family but she didn't know much more than that. Elsa would know but who Hans was related too wasn't really something he should worry about.

"Nice to meet you both," all four woman said.

Anna walked onto the dance floor with Hans holding her hand. They danced for the next two songs. Anna couldn't help but examine his handsome features. Hans spoke with charm and extravagance. He was clearly a well put together young man. As they dance Anna noticed some people laughing and taking pictures of Hans.

"Sorry," Hans said. "Guess my party reputation is getting the best of me. The media likes to exaggerate things."

"I understand," Anna said. "Anything to sell stories."

"It's so nice to find someone who understands," Hans said. "Girls read stories about how I'm a player and have like ten girls on the side but that's not true. The girls who I am actually dating – and there haven't been a lot of them – see stories like this and believe it is true and then break up with me."

Anna felt sorry for him. Her own family was often in the papers and she often had to deal with the media. Anna gave him a sadden expression to which he grinned.

"But we came to dance," Hans gave her a small twirl, "not to get sad."

Anna gave him a smile as they continue to dance. She enjoyed dancing with Hans. He seemed to be different from the boys from her school who all seem to act really immature. When they had finished dancing, Hans led her back to her table. She was flushed from all the excitement.

"May I buy you a drink?" he asked.

"Okay," Anna giggled.

Hans ordered her another coke and they sat down at the table. All six of them began chatting the evening away. Anna found the Westergaard brothers very easy to talk to. Mikael was handsome, yes, but she was more attracted to Hans. The more she talked to him, the more she connected with him.

"So wait, you have twelve older brothers?" Anna asked when Hans told her that they weren't the only two children of their family.

"Three of them pretended I was invisible," Hans said. "For two years."

"That's horrible!"

"That's what brothers do," Hans said while Mikael gave a small laugh. Anna wondered if he was one of the brothers who shut Hans out but the way Hans was acting around him told her that they were close.

"And sisters," Anna said. "Elsa, my sister, and I were really close when we were little then she just shut me out and I never knew why."

They must have stayed at that bar for the next three hours because Zoë had checked her watch and said that her mother must be anxious by now. Anna was sad to see the evening go. She just wanted to spend more time with Hans and by the looks of things, the feeling was mutal.

"May I have your number?" Hans asked as Anna got to her feet.

"You may," Anna giggled. Hans gave her his phone and she typed in her number. Anna then sent a text to herself so that she would have Hans' number in her phone.

"How about a date this Friday?" Hans asked. "If you could bring a friend for my brother, we could make it a double date?"

"Sure!" Anna cast her mind around for a suitable person. Zoë had a boyfriend and besides, she wasn't the right age. Hans was a little older than her – maybe more like Elsa's age – and since he was the youngest, Mikael was older than that. Céline and Audrey weren't available for obvious reasons – they can deny it all they like but Anna knew the truth. Anna's mind then landed on one person; her sister Elsa. Anna flicked through her phone for a picture of her sister. "This is Elsa, she's my sister. The one I was telling you both about. I'm sure she would be up for some fun."

"You sure she isn't taken?" Mikael asked.

"I am sure," Anna laughed. Mikael seemed quite taken with the picture of her sister. Mikael was just absorbed in the picture.

"So tell me about her," Mikael asked.

"Er," Anna didn't really know what to say. She didn't know a lot about her older sister. Elsa often kept to herself and stayed out of everyone's way. "She does science stuff. I think she wants to be a doctor or a lawyer maybe."

"Same!" Mikael said. "Well I would prefer medical school but law school sounds is quite the accomplishment as well."

"Indeed," Anna laughed. "I could never do it. Although nursing sounds interesting."

"So what kind of music does she like? Favourite bands? Favourite books? Does she like art? Where did she like grow up?"

"Well we both grew up here in Arendelle," Anna said. "As to the others –" Anna paused. She had just realised that she knew like nothing about Elsa. They had grown up apart from each other and thus weren't really apart of either's lives. Anna was always under the assumption that Elsa didn't really want anyone to know her, that she just wanted to fade into the background. There were even days that Anna thought that Elsa didn't even want to know her own family. Anna hoped that was absurd but deep down inside of her, she thought it was true. "You have to find out," Anna quickly finished the sentence. "I don't want to give too much away do I?"

Mikael laughed. "True, we have to have something to talk about."

"Mum's here," Zoë suddenly interrupted their conversation.

"Until Friday then," Hans said smiling widely.

"Until Friday," Anna nodded and returned Hans' smile. "Elsa and I will both see you boys there."

The next couple of hours passed with nothing happening. Elsa made herself some cereal for dinner as Anna had gone out with friends again. Her father had called saying that he wouldn't be present for dinner as he had business meetings that ran till eight in the evening. Once Elsa had finished her dinner, tidied her bedroom, made sure the kitchen was spotless and got everything ready for the next morning, it was nearly eight o'clock. Elsa felt a little panicky. Her father liked everything to be ready for him by the time he got home.

Elsa hurried into the lounge. She made sure that the remote was by her father's favourite armchair, had a bowl of chips near it and a bottle of cold beer sitting next to it. Elsa's father's drinking hadn't exactly improved over the years. In fact, it had gotten worse. If her father didn't own his own company, he probably would have been fired at least a dozen times by now. Elsa didn't dare to bring up the topic of his drinking. The last time she did, well Elsa didn't exactly want to think about that.

Elsa hurried back into her room just in time. She heard the door opening and her father scuffled into the house. Elsa poked her head around the edge of her door. Her father was clearly a little drunk from whatever meeting he had gone to. Elsa saw him place his things on the kitchen table before going into the lounge. Elsa soon heard the sounds of a sports game flowing through the air. Elsa waited a while until she heard the game ending before she went to talk to her father.

He was sitting in his favourite chair, drinking more beer. He had installed a cooler years ago and it was Elsa's job to keep it stocked. His eyes glared up at his eldest daughter. He seemed to be angry at being interrupted. Normally she wouldn't but this was the only time when her father was in any kind of good mood.

"What?" he growled at her.

"Er dad," Elsa said. "Would it be okay if one of my friends comes home with me after school to study for the test we have on Friday?"

"Which friend? Do I know her?"

"Er, I don't know if you know him," Elsa said a little timidly.

"Him?" her father repeated.

"My friend, Kristoff," Elsa said, her voice getting smaller and smaller.

"I have said no boys Elsa," her father got to his feet. Elsa cowered under his glare.

"I know that," Elsa squeaked. "But he needs my help. Wouldn't it be better if he comes here so you can keep an eye on us?"

She had said the magic words. Her father stopped and stroked his moustache. He seemed to be thinking hard.

"It will just be study, correct?" he said.

"Of course," Elsa nodded vigorously. "He just needs me to go over some questions with him."

"One toe out of line and you know what will happen."

"Y-Yes sir," Elsa stammered.

Elsa turned to leave but her father called her back.

"You were late home today," her father said in a dangerous voice.

"Sorry but-" Elsa's voice suddenly died. Her father was removing his belt and she knew what that meant.

"Turn around," he said.

"But dad, it wasn't my fault!" she said.

"Turn around!" her father snarled at her.

Elsa did as she asked. Her father didn't need much of a reason to do this anymore. It started when he was really angry and now he did it whenever he wanted to teach her a lesson.

"Life up your shirt," he said. He wanted to make sure that his belt hit skin and not get cushioned by layers that Elsa was wearing.

Elsa did so and revealed scaring and burns that had been accumulated over the years. Elsa braced herself for the pain. There was a moment where Elsa thought that maybe her father might have reconsidered doing what he was about to do but of course, that was all in vein. A sharp, searing pain soon coursed through her as metal collided with skin. The buckle of her father's had made its usual journey to her back. Elsa placed her hands on the wall of the lounge to brace herself. She nearly had fallen down before with the first hit.

Even though Elsa had experienced this many times before, the pain just seemed to get worse and worse. It may have something to do with old wounds being reopened and new ones forming. The open wound on her back stung as it was exposed to the air. Elsa felt another sharp pain and then another as her father whacked her again and again with his belt. Elsa could feel tears coming down her face but she refused to show them to her father. He would just mock her for crying. He had done so before. She didn't dare to make a single sound.

"Go," her father simply stated when he had finished.

Elsa hurried out of the room, not bothering to pull her top down over her wounds. Elsa quickly headed to the bathroom and locked the door behind her. She then examined her wounds in the mirror. Four long bloody gashes could be seen. Elsa was glad it had been only his belt this time. She had experienced much worse before.

Elsa got some water and a flannel and washed her wounds clean. She wiped away any excess blood that there might be before Elsa found an antibacterial spray and squirted it over her wounds. When the spray got to her wounds, it stung slightly. Elsa winced as it did. Elsa then got a bandage from a nearby cupboard to wrap around her lower back. Elsa paused as she examined her work in the mirror. She sighed before lowering her top.

Elsa threw herself onto her bed once she got back to her bedroom. She lay on her front with her top taken off. The top felt weird with her bandages on so she had removed it. Elsa cried into her pillow as the throbbing pain from her back finally became too much for her. Elsa often found herself in this position. She wished it could end, that it could die but it would never. The only way Elsa was going to get out of this mess was by escaping which could never happen. Her father had too much control over her life. If she escaped, he would find her and the punishment would be too much.

Is this how her life was going to be until she got her own home? Or would it continue then? If by some chance she had kids, would he do the same to them as he did to her? Elsa had to consider the possibility. Well, if that did happen, Elsa would do whatever she could to stop that from happening. Her children were not going to live in the same fear that she lived in. This was of course in the fictional world where she did have children. She doubted that she ever would anyway.

The door then opened and Elsa knew who that was. Anna had returned from her night out and was probably really excited. Again, Elsa felt a pang of jealousy. Anna could go and do whatever she wanted. She had her whole life in front of her for her to mould. Elsa didn't. Her father had decided that a long time ago. Anna came down the corridor and Elsa heard her do stuff in her room. What sounded like shoes being kicked off could be heard as two loud thumps against the wall. A knock on her own door could be heard only a couple of minutes later.

"Elsa!" sang Anna's voice.

Elsa got to her feet. "Just a second!"

Elsa darted for her top and slid it down her body. She over turned her pillow as the other side had tear marks on it. Elsa took one final look around her room to make sure that any sign of the night's events was gone. Elsa grabbed one of her books on her bedside and lay down on her bed and flicked to a random page.

"Come in," Elsa called.

Anna walked in and she beamed at Elsa. Whatever had happened to her over the night seemed to have put her in a good mood. Elsa placed the book she was pretending to read on her bedside table.

"Yes?" Elsa said. She winced slightly as she moved due to the pain but she pretended nothing was there.

"Oh my fucking God Elsa," Anna said. She started to pace back and forwards around Elsa's room. She seemed to be super excited about something. Elsa wondered what it could be. Something pretty amazing had to have happened to put Anna in this kind of mood. Maybe she had met a celebrity or something of that sort. Anna was a fan of Taylor Swift. Maybe her? Elsa remembered a few years back when Anna had gone to a CD signing for Taylor Swift and she was bouncing off the walls with excitement.

"What?" Elsa asked as politely as she could.

"I may have met my soulmate," Anna said.

"So soon?" Elsa said.

"He is Hans Westergaard and he is a total dreamboat," Anna flushed.

"Oh," Elsa had heard about the Westergaards.

The Westergaards owned some flashy business in The Southern Isles – a small series of islands near Arendelle. They were rich and all thirteen brothers were very handsome. Elsa didn't know if her father approved of them or not but he had done business with them over the years. They were one of her father's biggest clients.

"So, Hans has invited me on a date next Friday night," Anna continued while ignoring Elsa. "The best part is that he has an older brother Mikael who, when I showed him a picture of you Elsa, started to ask questions about you like if you were single, blah blah blah. Anyway, I told him that you will be there. Isn't this fun? A double date!"

"Er," Elsa wasn't really sure how she was supposed to respond to this. In any normal family, the idea sounded fantastic but she knew in her family just how it was going to go down. Her father would never let her go on a double date. She wasn't even sure if her father would let Anna go. Guess, Elsa was going to have to lie to her sister, again. "Sorry, Anna," Elsa sighed. "Sounds great but I'm not really in the mood to be set up on a date with a guy I have never met before.'

"Aw, come on Elsa!" Anna whined. "It'll be fun, promise!" She made puppy dog eyes. They always worked with their father. Elsa sighed. She knew there would be no way that their father would agree to this. He had almost forbidden Elsa from having Kristoff over for a study session. "Besides Elsa, you would have finished school by then. Come on, what do you have to lose?"

"Only if dad says yes," she finally said.

"Okay, yay!" Anna clapped her hands together. Elsa smiled. This way, she wasn't the bad guy and she knew that there would be no way that their father would say yes. She just hoped that Anna wasn't too crushed when they couldn't go. Although she wondered how her father was going to phase that Anna could go but she couldn't. This was going to be interesting to watch.

"Absolutely no!" that was the answer their father gave when Anna had asked him. They were sitting together at the kitchen table. Anna had wanted some late night snack and Elsa had followed her in. Their father had been excited to hear what kind of news Anna had said she had but the minute she told him, his father turned into a scowling expression.

"But dad!" whined Anna.

"But no!" he said to her. "I don't like the idea of my daughters cavorting with two men that I have never met."

"You know the Westergaards though."

"Exactly! They have a reputation. That boy Hans – is said to have a girl in every city! I won't allow you to be his Arendelle girl."

"Dad, that's just the media. In reality, he's only had a few girlfriends."

"No," their father folded his arms. "The Westergaards are not people you girls - that includes you Elsa - should be hanging around. So my answer is no!"

Anna turned to Elsa. "Come on, back me up!"

"Er," Elsa took one look at her father. She was afraid of her father's reaction despite her agreeing that Anna shouldn't go out with Hans. Hans was trouble, well in her opinion anyway. She had heard all about the way Hans Westergaard acted around woman. She had seen his name flashed in more than one magazine and the headline that accompanied it was never good. "I think dad's right. We don't know these boys."

"Thank you Elsa," that was a shock to hear coming out of their father's mouth but Elsa decided not to show it. "Now listen to your older sister."

"Thanks," Anna said highly sarcastically to her sister in a growling like manner. Anna swept her long strawberry-blonde hair out of her eyes and pranced out of the room leaving her sister and her father in the room together.

"Er, think I'm going to go to bed," Elsa said but her father held out a hand to stop her.

"You should have told her no," he said. "I'm going to assume that's what you did."

"I did," Elsa said quickly. She didn't want another fight, not tonight, not ever.

"Hmph, alright," he said. "Next time, be more firm. You are not her friend. You are her older sister."

"Yes father," she said.

"Now get out of my sight," he snarled.

Elsa quickly scurried away. Once out of sight, she let out a sigh of relief. Well that could have gone down much worse than it did but she didn't question it, she was just glad of the break, she didn't often get them. Although she did wonder why she got one. Her father didn't often give them but maybe he just assumed, for once, that Elsa did tell Anna what she told him or maybe he was tired and didn't want to dive into this further. The possibilities were endless. She just decided to leave it be and wonder about her sister's reaction. She just hoped that Anna wasn't too disappointed or upset that she couldn't go. Of course, Elsa was just lying to herself. She found Anna sitting on her bed looking quite stern and her arms folded. Elsa tensed herself for the fight that was about to occur.

"What was that?" she yelled at Elsa. "I thought we were in this fucking thing together!"

"I said only if dad agrees which he did not!" Elsa yelled back. She was so sick at being at fault for everything. That was just the way her life was. Every little thing that ever went wrong, Elsa was somehow responsible for everything.

"I thought you were on my fucking side Elsa," Anna yelled.

"I am on nobody's side," Elsa said. "I am Switzerland in this family."

"Well it wouldn't hurt if you came to my side on this! It wouldn't hurt if you were on my fucking side instead of siding with dad."

"Is dad the bad guy then?" Elsa clicked her tongue.

"Yeah!" Anna said. "Well in this mess, he is. Normally he's on my side."

Elsa rolled her eyes. Yes, dad was always on Anna's side. Whatever the argument, whatever the situation, their father would always side with Anna. Elsa felt another pang of jealously at her sister. She tried to shake it off. It didn't really work. Elsa's jealously towards her sister had been accumulating over the years and no matter what Elsa did, she couldn't shake it. The only thing that kept Elsa going was that Anna had a good life going for herself, so if Elsa had to be jealous, so be it. Elsa had also noticed something else. They were getting nowhere. They were just going to go around in circles until Anna yelled herself horse at Elsa. They had been there before and on numerous occasions too. Elsa couldn't win this fight. It was a pointless battle. The only way to resolve this was the same way that Elsa always fixed these situations.

"Anna," Elsa opened her door, "please, just leave. I have stuff I need to do."

"Fine!" Anna snapped at her. Anna looked steaming mad. Anna slammed the door behind her which left Elsa to collapse onto a heap on the ground. She buried her face into her knees and some tears rolled down her face.

Her back was still throbbing.

A/N: Grr, FanFiction was being a pain so I couldn't get it uploaded earlier but I ended up writing a lot more into this chapter. So you guys get more in this chapter! Poor Elsa! She is really being put through the wringer - small Goodnight Mister Tom reference in this (if anyone hasn't seen that movie or read the book, I would highly recommend it, it's amazing), William had to go what Elsa goes through in this chapter - plus a reference to something even worst that Elsa has gone through (what it is?). But, in other parts of the story, Hans has been introduced, what tricks do he have? That's if he has any. Anyway, I hope that everyone enjoyed this update. Please review =)

Reviews:

Miki Fubuki: Yeah, probably is going to end up like that.

Sremu: Thanks!

pipergrace938: Thanks a lot! Glad you have been enjoying the story!

Calmdownmari: That is so sad that your friend had to go through that. I hope your friend is better now. I can't imagine what kind of things he/she had to go through. I think the story is just going to get more tearful, maybe.

ElsaTheSnowQueen2: Thanks! Yeah it looked like things didn't go so well for Elsa with talking to her dad as proven by this chapter.

Guest (MixyBell): Hmm, really? Never would have imagined this to be a common Wattpad story. Glad you enjoy it though! Thanks, I do my best with my writing. Off to write the next chapter of Thirst now - don't want to leave you hanging!

Frostbite Productions: Thanks! Ah okay, then!

Guest: Yeah, I completely agree with you. Thanks for liking the story!

Zero-XXX: Oh yeah, absolutely adoring your story. I get so excited when the next chapter is put up. Thankfully, neither have I experienced anything like that. Thanks for the compliment (you execute your stories so well as well, I'm constantly enthralled with the chapter) means a lot coming from an amazing writer such as yourself. Quick question; Jack didn't give Elsa that poison necklace right? Just wanted to double check. But speaking of Jack, sheesh, Sera is a bit of a crazy nutjob. Fingers crossed that he will be fine.

Lemniscato: Yeah, not a one-shot (Jack hasn't even made it onto the scene yet, I think we need him to make this a Jelsa fanfic after all) but I can see why you would think that - it was written very similarly to one. Thanks! Yeah, Elsa tries her best but it's not enough.

Gracialoveme: Shined or shone, both work in my head, at least I hope they do. Thanks a lot for the awesome words Irene! I think he did strangle her - nearly killed her too (doesn't take a long time for that to happen). Hoping school is going well for you (I'm enjoying my break by the way hehehe). Sounds like Sport's Day was a pin (everyone has to go through that). Looking forward, as always, to our next conversation on Skype (omg, Fancy just came on and I thought of you and your awesome rap skills hehehe). I think you rubbed off me. Sheesh, this chapter is so long, longest one I have ever written. (well nothing compared to what you have written - I don't know if I will ever get over the 15K chapter that you wrote).

Terra Croft: I think people make a big deal about this because it is a big deal. Parents should not hurt their kids at all. It's violent and horrible. Children having to go to the ER to fix a broken bone or having to deal with being someone's punching bag is not nice. I hate to break it to you, but you're parents shouldn't have done that to you and that you are a victim of a crime. Child abuse (and all other forms of abuse) is a crime for a reason.