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Chapter 2
Elsa mindlessly kicked at the little night stand beside her king-sized bed which still wasn't nearly large enough to occupy even a small percentage of Elsa's enormous room. She looked around the large expanse of the space she had to herself, but only felt more isolated with only inanimate furniture pieces staring back at her.
Idiot! Idiot! Dimwit! Her mind roared at her for revealing a side of her she absolutely did not want to reveal to Anna. It was the third day since the incident and the two were still not talking. Anna's approaches at her door were lessening with each failed attempt she made to reach out to the older girl.
"Elsa?" Anna's meek and hurt voice would call out for her older sister behind the excessively large door, shaking Elsa's frame with an excited delight she would not allow herself to indulge in. Don't answer, her mind would press her, but her mouth would twitch unintentionally, wanting to disobey her rational mind.
Her heart yearned to respond and to just let Anna in without battling with her demons so much and just act like a normal bigger sister for once.
"Just once," Elsa whispered aloud. "I wish I could just stop feeing this way." She knew, it would always lead to the same outcome - her wanting to do taboo things to her beloved baby sister. "Gross, idiot," she mumbled sadly and buried her face into her arms while sliding her knees up to her chest.
"Elsa?" Anna tried once more, the degree of pain in her voice steadily increasing whenever she would get no response.
Elsa heard Anna's soft footsteps retreat down the long length of the hallway and she exhaled a shaky breath. Her chest felt tight as she choked back a sob welling at the pit of her throat. Elsa held her neck between her fingers to massage the throbbing pain induced from holding back her tears.
She was so sick of the constant fight she was having between being the regal queen she was expected to be and a delusional woman who wanted to jump her own kid sister's bones. Here she was, sniveling like a coward all because she couldn't simply control her emotions. Pathetic.
Determined to get over her depressing hump with grace, Elsa stood up from her bed and trepidatiously walked over to the door. She shakily hovered her hand above the foreboding doorknob and steeled herself. Trying not to psyche herself out, Elsa quickly grabbed the knob and whipped the door open.
Elsa nearly jumped out of her skin as she came face-to-face with Anna, the one person she was not ready to see, and she nearly backpedaled onto the floor. Thankfully, Anna reflexively grabbed Elsa's waist before her sister had a chance to fall over completely.
Anna's arm snaked perfectly around Elsa's waist, catching her with her surprisingly strong arm. Elsa was extremely out of breath from both shock and the feeling of Anna's hand securely grasping her side - sending the same pleasantly warm sensation she had been missing for three long days, coursing through the entire length of her body, like a high.
"Elsa!" Anna cried out in alarm, her grip on Elsa's waist becoming tighter as she safely reeled her older sister into her arms. Anna had pulled Elsa in extremely close to her during the catch, up to a point where their lips had accidentally brushed against one another while they were awkwardly adjusting their bodies.
That was it for Elsa. Without even realizing it, she had passed out.
"Elsa!" She heard Anna's cute voice cry and sounding as if she was calling out to her down a long and echoless tunnel.
Elsa felt her consciousness slam back into her body as she was steadily revived out of her fainting spell. Slowly, she was regaining her consciousness and her vision.
Anna's worried expression looking down at her was hazy at first, but after a few more rapid blinks, Anna's perfectly gentle-green eyes could be seen so achingly clear, Elsa felt her mind wanting to escape into them.
Elsa groaned when she felt her body ache slightly from the lack of movement in her limbs for quite a while. How long had she been out? Elsa tried to push her body up with her elbows, but Anna was having none of that. Anna immediately pressed her fingers against the upper part of Elsa's chest, her nails scraping against Elsa's skin ever so lightly, to push her back down on the bed.
Are you trying to make me pass out again? Elsa thought, as she looked into Anna's expressively concerned eyes.
"Elsa? How are you feeling?" Anna whispered. She had let her hand slide from Elsa's chest and instead laid them on Elsa's thigh. The contact made it hard for Elsa to concentrate on anything else other than Anna's burning touch on the upper part of her leg. *Gulp* She had forgotten Anna had even asked her a question.
Anna's eyebrows furrowed deeper into an expression of great concern. "Elsa? Can you hear me?"
Elsa snapped out of her daze and then felt a cool wetness trailing down the corner of her mouth and stopping at her chin. A slight drool had started to dribble down from her lips. Elsa quickly wiped the spittle away before Anna had a chance to notice, but she had a feeling Anna had seen her drool like a creep regardless.
Great, she now probably thinks you're brain-dead. Nice going, lame-brain. What next? You going to babble like an idiot who can't put a simple, normal sentence together? Elsa reprimanded herself for acting so stupid. Oh wait, you're already doing that, her mind pointed out. Her inner stream of thoughts were not helping anything.
Elsa growled, frustrated at the ongoing battle raging inside her head, and Anna's face twisted into one of full-blown alarm.
"Elsa? Come on, please talk to me!" Anna pleaded, while grasping her older sister's shoulders and shaking her lightly out of her stupor.
Elsa realized she must have looked like a total numb-nut in front of Anna and mentally slapped herself for acting so idiotically. To try and repair whatever sane image she had left, Elsa said as evenly as she could, "I'm okay, Anna. Please, there's no need to worry."
It seemed it would take more than a few consoling sentences to assuage Anna's mind. Elsa couldn't blame her, she must have looked like a total mindless dunce just now. "Anna," she said, in the most sturdy tone she could manage, "I'm fine, really."
Anna reluctantly believed her older sibling, but her eyes still shone with a concern Elsa was used to seeing a little too much whenever Anna would grace her eyes upon her. "I'm sorry, Elsa. It's my fault. I shouldn't have surprised you like that. I just didn't know any other way to get to you," Anna said softly, her voice dripping with regret as she turned her gaze downwards to her legs.
Elsa lightly touched Anna's arm to regain her attention. "Hey, it's not your fault, Anna," she assured her. "I'm the one who should be sorry for running out on you before."
Anna smiled slightly from Elsa's comforting reply. Anna repositioned her body so she was now laying beside Elsa on the bed and she sighed happily as their bodies brushed against each other.
Elsa's breath ceased to expel out of her lungs and she stiffened at the close proximity.
"I still don't know why you ran away before. Was it something I said?" Anna said, and Elsa yelled at herself for even reminding her.
Had she not remembered what Elsa had done? Moaning against your sister's neck is not exactly normal human behavior. "I'm- Well, I was embarrassed by what I did," Elsa blurted out.
"What did you do?" Anna inquired. Was Anna playing dumb on purpose?
Oh, please, don't make me say it aloud, Anna. But it seemed Elsa had no choice.
"R-remember, I m-made a strange sound when we hugged." You MOANED you coward! Her mind cried out.
Anna seemed to finally remember and Elsa braced herself for a punch on the face for being so vulgar, but Anna only laughed at the memory.
"Oh yeah, don't you always make that sound when you hug somebody?" Anna pondered. "I remember you making a similar sound whenever you hugged mom and dad. It's normal to feel good when hugging someone."
It seemed Anna never took her moaning in a sexual way at all. God, her innocence is the only thing saving my butt from being caught in the cross-fires of revealing my secret. It was either that or she was purposely making excuses for the sexual sounds her own sister made towards her. But what reason would she have to?
"I make the same sound too sometimes when I hug someone especially soft, see?" Anna suddenly leaped onto Elsa and proceeded to nuzzle her face into the crook of Elsa's neck. Anna moaned contently against the side of Elsa's throat where the humming vibrated teasingly along Elsa's sensitive neck.
Gah, keep it together, Elsa! It took all of her remaining willpower not to melt onto the bed and writhe in her agonizing sexual frustration.
Anna laughed softly against Elsa's neck where her hot breath clung to her skin and became slick from forming perspiration. "Is that all? You get so worked up over nothing, Elsa, you silly," Anna chuckled. "But I guess it's what I love about you. So unpredictable." Anna nuzzled her nose against Elsa's pulse point on her neck and Elsa crossed her legs to keep her loins from bursting into flames.
"I thought it was because I was hugging you," Anna said, her tone turning sad. "I know how strange it is for you to be touched after being alone for so long…" Anna's voice trailed off, and Elsa felt Anna's grip on her slacken somewhat at the reminder.
True she had been confined in her room for many years, but Anna touching her didn't bother her at all. Not even a little bit. In fact, she wanted Anna to touch her more than anyone else. Oh lord, yes, Elsa began to fantasize and her body shook from the images running through her head.
"I missed you these past few days," Anna sighed sadly as she laid her head on her sister's shoulder. Anna's hair brushed against Elsa's cheek and she caught a whiff of Anna's clean shampoo scent. Why, God? Why? was all Elsa could think.
Elsa flinched, but Anna did not notice her sister's discomfort level rising to dangerous levels.
"I hate to admit it," Anna started, "but I thought the look of pure surprise on your face when you opened your door was pretty funny," Anna giggled, as she recalled the sight.
I don't think it was just surprise, Elsa thought back to the embarrassing moment. It was more a mixture of both surprise and downright panic from being suddenly inches away from your adorable face.
When Anna noticed Elsa was remaining silent, she said, "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to laugh," Anna said, apologetically, mistaking Elsa's quietness for being mad at her.
Elsa quickly responded, "What? No, it's okay, Anna." I thought it was pretty damn hilarious myself. Hilariously life-scarring.
"I don't know why, but I tend to laugh when I don't know what else to say. I'm just glad you're okay." Anna admitted, as her fingers twirled absentmindedly around Elsa's braid which Elsa just noticed her playing with.
Oh no, please, don't blush again, you dork! Elsa's mind was frantically pleading with her body. But, like always, what Elsa had wanted not to happen, happened. A creeping flush made its way to her pale cheeks, marring them with an obviously scarlet hue which could be see even in the darkness of the room.
Elsa noticed Anna staring at the blush now formed fully on her cheeks and once again, she wanted to run out of pure embarrassment. Someone just kill me now.
"Elsa," Anna whispered, and Elsa tensed herself, already coming up with a million excuses in her head for her ongoing strange behavior. I'm having hot flashes, no, wait, that makes no sense - you're only twenty-one moron. Elsa's mind brainstormed, not very successfully. I think my face is malfunctioning, Anna. No, that's just stupid. What? You think your sister's going to believe something so moronic? Hmm, I think I'm getting a fever, yeah, that's a good one, Elsa.
Preparing to sling the winning premeditated excuse Anna's way, Elsa listened anxiously to what her sister was going to say next.
"Do you think you're going to marry anytime soon?" Anna asked, the subject coming out of left field.
"Huh?" Elsa could only dumbly respond.
Anna looked up at her sister with a curious gleam in her eyes. "You know, don't you ever get lonely?"
Elsa didn't know what to say. Her planned excuse of having a fever just wouldn't make sense in this context so all she could come up with was the truth. "I-It's not as simple as you think it is. You can't just get up one day and say I'm going to find the right m-" Elsa was about to say man, but she knew she would be lying too much to not feel guilty. "The right person," Elsa corrected, "To commit the rest of your life to." Bullturd, her mind interrupted. You know full well just who you'd like to marry.
"That's not even legal," Elsa muttered under her breath by mistake.
"Huh?" Anna uttered, clearly confused.
"I-I said, it's just not so simple," Elsa lamely substituted her previous blab.
"But don't you ever think about it?" Anna prodded. Elsa felt her heart beating erratically against her ribcage as if the organ was beginning to grow too large for her.
"W-well, I suppose…" Elsa mumbled. You suppose? Without fail, Elsa's thoughts were plaguing her again. You think about commitment all the damn time. Especially when you're around your own blood sister, you barbarian.
Elsa clenched her jaw together to grind her teeth in a display of pure frustration. Anna was now fiddling with the sleeve on Elsa's dress and seemed to be deep in thought.
"You know, come to think about it, I've never seen you really show interest in anybody," Anna mused. She then giggled softly and asked, "So tell me, sister to sister, what traits do you want to see in your soul mate? What would make you say for sure, without a doubt, that you've found the one?"
Anna was looking expectantly up at Elsa's panicky face while all Elsa could see blare and flash through her mind was images of Anna, Anna, and more Anna.
"Um, uh," Elsa stuttered, desperately trying to grasp onto any idea for a lie. "I-I suppose…"
After some more ums and uhs from Elsa, Anna let the pressure off of her. "You're not sure?" Anna thankfully saved her from coming up with another lame lie.
"Y-yeah, I'm just not sure yet…"
Anna looked away from Elsa's face, giving Elsa a chance to quickly wipe the sweat forming on her brow away with the back of her hand.
"I have an idea," Anna started, her eyes now sparkling with the beginnings of newfound excitement.
Elsa feared what the idea was because the starry gaze in Anna's eyes was just too bright for it to be something mundane.
"How about we throw a ball or no, a masquerade?" Anna excitedly whispered. "Then maybe we might find you a new companion! I'm sure the men and women will just fall over themselves once they get sight of you, Elsa!"
But I don't want anyone else, but…
"Who knows, maybe I might even find a new friend myself," Anna giggled shyly. "I'm just so excited! Please, say you agree with me, Elsa!"
Anna was starting at her with eyes just swimming with the thrill of possibly meeting someone who would most likely replace Elsa. Despite wanting nothing more than to disagree with Anna's idea, Elsa failed to find it in herself to erase the blatant joy from Anna's face.
"Okay." Elsa had forced the word out of her mouth, immediately regretting it right away.
Anna squealed in delight, infectiously making Elsa smile also despite the worry stirring with her heart. "Oh, I can't wait! It is going to be so fun!"
Elsa smiled, trying desperately to hide her sadness. She had no idea what she had just got herself into and wished she could take her answer back.