NOTE: Okay, so since I'm lazy, I'm just now getting this to you guys. Plus I'm writing this at 4:07 in the morn, so forgive me for any errors or syntax problems that arise. I told you guys I have a surprise for you in this chapter, and I hope that you'll like it. Anyway, here's Chapter 12!


Chapter 12: Repentance

Elsa opened the door to the party, and instantly she was overtaken by a wave of body heat, the smell of alcohol, loud music, and several different types of smoke. A strobe light made the whole party look like a series of pictures, one after another. Hands were thrown in the air, cheering was heard throughout the whole vicinity, cups of beer and shots were held up, either in a toasting manner or due to the intoxicated will of the wielder of the plastic chalice. Elsa shook her head, closing the door behind her. Shit, there's NO way I can find her in here without making a huge scene. She looked over at the bar, halfway expecting her to be there, but instead she saw someone else. Someone who could help. Elsa pushed her way through a throng of drunks who were dancing in a group, spilling the foul tasting liquid all over themselves as they danced about.

As she pushed through, not saying a word or making eye contact with anyone, she heard a whistle, followed with an unknown male voice calling out for her, saying, "Woah, blondie! Why don't'cha bring that sexy ass back here and have a drink with a real man?"

Elsa turned around, giving the group of inebriates an icy glare before turning back around and walking over to her original destination. Finally she reached the bar, and after taking a deep sigh, she tapped on a tall, skinnier guy's shoulder, causing him to turn around and stand up, smiling.

"E-Elsa! I didn't expect to see you here!" The man was holding a drink in his hand, but he was far from intoxicated, his red-orange hair was somewhat fixed, complimenting his button-up long-sleeve shirt. He had well kept facial hair that grew on his cheeks and in front of his ears, a little more bushy from the last time that Elsa had seen him.

"Hey Hans," Elsa said, returning the smile, "I honestly didn't expect to be here."


Three years ago, things would have been different between the two. Past memories seemed to flash by Elsa's face like rays of light, restituting the old feelings she had for him, both the good and bad ones. The time where Hans decided to ask her out after seeing Elsa watch him in a high school football game, all the times that Hans would plan out dates for them both, sneaking out of class some days to go watch movies at each other's houses, and finally, the sex. After a long stage in their relationship, the intimacy that they both desired was finally accepted by them both, and they did it often. All the good times almost seemed to outweigh the bad. Almost. immediately following the good memories, Elsa's demeanor turned sour at the recollection of how bored she was with their past relationship. How he would treat her like a queen when they were alone, but when he got together with his friends or when he was in the company of other males, he would treat her as if she was lower than the dirt. He disregarded her, almost as if she were nothing but an apparition that only took up his time when she was the only other one in the room. Not to mention the flirting. He flirted with everybody. Elsa's face grew tighter as Hans talked, but she didn't hear a single thing he said, her thoughts becoming so clear in her head that they cancelled out everything, including the rest of the party. Memories that made Elsa consider herself a fool, as in the times when he was supposedly with his teammates playing video games, he was actually with Aurora, the lead cheerleader. Only did Elsa figure this out when she was given a hint by one of his teammates who was also a friend of Anna's, that Hans had never been over to play games. She remembered the time when she walked into Hans' house to find him having sex with the cheerleader. She remembered the breakup, the tears, the hatred; but she remembered that Anna helped her through all of it, and she hadn't been reminded of it since because of her.


Elsa was only snapped back to reality when Hans grabbed her arm, looking and smiling at her. "So I'm hoping maybe we can make this work?"

Elsa was taken back at Hans' statement, pulling her arm back and giving him a nasty, cold look.

"First off," she retorted, inching closer to Hans with an outstretched finger poised to strike at his chest, "I broke up with you! So that means that whatever the hell you just said means little to nothing to me, because why in God's name would I want to get back together with a backstabbing, lying cheat such as yourself?"

Hans was noticeably taken back by Elsa's harsh words, causing him to sink back into his chair. People had heard Elsa's statement, and looked over to see what exactly they were arguing about.

"Secondly, I just came here to find my sister and get back to my house and make sure that even if she has done something wrong, that she'll be okay!" Elsa pushed her finger against Hans' chest, and everyone around the two became quiet, now engrossed in the back story between the two.

"And lastly," Elsa stated in all seriousness, eyes locked firmly in place with Hans', "unless you know where my sister is, then I frankly don't give a shit about your company. Not anymore."

Elsa backed away, looking at everyone. There were at least a dozen partiers, all of them staring blankly at Elsa. They hadn't seen this girl before, and didn't know what kind of history the two might have had in the past, but it was clear now that whatever unfolded in the past still rung true to Elsa's heart, and that she was far from the point of forgiveness.


Elsa's heart was pounding. Her skin became itchy; her eyes blurring with every pulse from her chest. She so badly just wanted to break from her position and run, escaping the gaze of everyone that either looked on her with disdain or sanction. Regardless of how Elsa might have felt, there was still the matter of getting her sister. Elsa raised her chin in the air triumphantly, and with a shaky voice asked if anyone knew where Anna might have went. Most of the bystanders couldn't place a face to the name, until someone asked if it was the red headed girl. Elsa turned around, seeing the girl who had asked, and nodded her head gently.

The girl, tall and brunette, smiled and pointed to the staircase behind her. "She's in Eugene's room, I saw her go in there with another girl."

Elsa moved quickly from her place, leaving Hans to put his face down from the weight of the embarrassment and shame that Elsa had left on him. As Elsa passed the girl who had told her of Anna's whereabouts, she stopped, and put a warm hand on the brunette's arm. "Thank you so much," Elsa said with a smile.

The tall girl smiled back, and returned the gesture. "I'd do the same thing for my brother. Up the stairs, second door on your right."

Elsa nodded her head, and turned to go up the stairs, her face hot and her limbs shaky from the heaviness of everyone's gawking and gaping. Although Elsa had every urge to leave without Anna, she never once thought of it as a viable deed for her to carry out. I'm coming Anna. I just don't know if I'm gonna hug you or kick your ass yet.


Elsa stopped outside the door that she had been told was Anna's location, smelling the foul stench of the smoke that emitted from the other side of the door, engulfing the hallway in its entirety. Elsa let out a long sigh as she heard coughing coming from the other side of the wooden door, and braced herself for running into another experience with Anna and Andayla. She pushed the door open, taking in the full scene of Andayla passed out on the couch and Anna sitting beside her, lighting up another blunt, all at once. Anna's eyes met Elsa's, and she instantly stopped what she was doing, and dropped her lighter, her blue eyes screaming for understanding from her older sister's, but receiving none in return. Elsa felt like there was a ever-growing hole inside of her. Not only had she let her sister come to this godforsaken affair of underage drinking and poor choices, but she had failed as a big sister to Anna, letting her slip back into old habits. Elsa broke from her trance, and walked over to a stammering Anna, who was dumbfounded at her sister being there. Elsa said nothing, and grabbed the blunt out of Anna's hands as the younger girl tried to make words form. Elsa threw the blunt on the ground, stomping on it and grinding it to bits beneath her combat boots.

Eugene sprung up from where he lay on his bed, eye's reddened and rage flaring. "What the hell?! Who the fuck are you?" Eugene pointed a finger at the older sister.

Elsa turned around on her heel, her face red and her eyes ablaze. "I am Anna's sister, Elsa," she said, pointing a finger back at Eugene, "and I'm also Punz's closest friend and favorite cousin! So if you want to even think about keeping her as a girlfriend, because so help me god," Elsa stared holes through Eugene's head, her glare hot enough to melt steel, "I will tell her about you smoking."

Elsa turned back around, grabbing Anna by her arm. "Let's go," Elsa said pulling Anna behind he as she made her way to the door. Eugene snapped to, and quickly ran in front of Elsa, blocking her way through.

"Move, cuntfuck," Elsa said, her stare no less threatening than before.

Eugene put his arms outward, backing up against the frame of his door. "Look Elsa," he started, clearly worried, unable to let Elsa leave with the knowledge of his activities, "there's really no need to tell Punz, a'ight? She's actually cool with it!"

Elsa rolled her eyes at Eugene's statement. "Oh, okay," Elsa said, inching closer to Eugene as she towed an embarrassed younger sister behind her, "then let me get out and I'll go text her that you're having a wonderful time smoking pot with my sister!" Elsa immediately pushed Eugene's arm away from the doorframe, trying to make her exit.

"No!" Eugene wrapped his other arm around Elsa's midsection, restricting her from moving.

"Let go of me," Elsa screamed, causing a still unaware Andayla to stir. Elsa finally broke free from Eugene's clutch, and turned suddenly, having let go of Anna, and brought a clenched left jab right underneath Eugene's nose, causing a loud pop sound, followed by a trail of warm blood streaking down Eugene's face. The boy fell to the ground, clutching his nose tightly as he screamed and moaned in pain and agony.

"Never lay your fucking hands on me ever again," Elsa yelled at the writhing stoner, delivering a solid kick to the ribs where he lay. Elsa grabbed Anna's arm once more, feeling her face become as hot as a lit range. "Now then," Elsa pulled Anna sternly, "let's go."


Elsa led her younger sister down the stairs, making sure that she wouldn't stumble on her descent. Anna rambled on to her older sibling, giving countless excuses as to why she was at the party to begin with, all the way up to why she was even smoking. Even so, Elsa couldn't focus on Anna. Everything was slowly becoming apparent to her as she made her way out of the party. She was figuring out that, all at once, Elsa had been losing the very thing she was trying so hard to get back. She was losing her source of joy. She was losing her reason to come home smiling every day. She was losing her sister. She was losing Anna.

The sister's made their way down the steps, Anna still trying to find the right excuse to give. Elsa looked around for the front door, and located it's position. The older girl then pulled Anna closer to her, and made her way to the door, passing by the bar and catching a glimpse of Hans, now a completely different image; his demeanor dark and his glare was ice, the alcohol had clearly taken affect on him as his hair was now a mess, and his eyes now had bags underneath them. Elsa quickly turned her attention back to the door, and made her way through as Hans downed another shot, and got up off of the barstool.


Elsa and Anna finally reached the exit after a long jaunt of pushing people aside, and blowing off drunken catcalls. The older sister sighed as she closed the door, taking her hair out of the messy bun it had been restricted to, allowing it to drape over her face as she looked downwards. Elsa pulled her sister in front of her and put both hands onto Anna's shoulders, standing behind her. "Okay, we're going to the car now, alright?" Elsa asked her sister in a slow, easy to follow voice for her sister. "You remember which one it is, right?"

Anna snapped around quickly, breaking the hold that Elsa had on her shoulders. "Yes, I know what goddamn car it is! I'm not stupid!" Elsa, taken back by Anna's statement, struggled to find the right words, but then let the statements that she had been holding back for the whole day spill out like a dam burst. "Oh, excuse me, I wasn't aware that smoking pot wasn't stupid!"

Anna flung her hands into the air. "Well, maybe I wouldn't smoke if I had someone to confide everything to!"

Elsa laughed sarcastically, looking up into the night sky. "And what exactly am I Anna? Fucking chopped liver? I'm your goddamn sister! You can tell me anything!"

Anna, feeling her eyes become wet, lashed out a final attempt to make her sister see what she had been wanting her to see for so long. "No! I can't! I can't tell you everything because I don't want to lose you! there are some things that I just can't tell you, and I don't know if I ever will! And it's driving you away from me! I'M driving you away from me! I hate myself for it! I want you in my life, and if all I am is a fucking burden to you and Rapunzel, then what the hell else am I supposed to do?" Anna's eyes now let the tears that she held back fall, each droplet filled with the emotions that she poured out to her sister., and she fell to the ground on her knees, the soft grass touching her skin through the holes in her jeans. "What am I supposed to do?"

Anna sniffled and wiped tears from her cheeks, when she felt her sister's embrace overtake her, wrapping her up in a hug that Anna had needed for so long. A hug of understanding; a hug of care. "I can't tell you exactly what to do," Elsa said, her nose stuffy and congested from shedding tears of her own, "but you can start by coming home with me and working this out together. Me and you."

Anna sobbed again, but looked up at her older sister, their watery eyes meeting each other, and hugged her older sister closer. "Me and you."

The two sisters hugged each other on the grass, holding each other as the noises of the night played their proverbial song; car exhaust fuming, light poles humming, a siren in the distance. Elsa got up, breaking the embrace, and helped Ana to her feet. "C'mon," Elsa motioned her head back towards her car, "let's head home. For all we know, that siren might be headed for this cesspool." Anna smiled, nodding. "Let's go home."


The car ride home was far from anything that the two girls had ever experienced before in their lives together. There was a quiet, awkward mood about the vehicle's interior that caused bother girls to feel uncomfortable. Anna had been coming down from her high at Eugene's house, and it was close to being totally swilled out of her system, which was good as Anna guessed they were less than a quarter mile away from home from where they were. Elsa sighed, making Anna feel like there was something bothering her older sister. "What's the matter sis?"

Elsa looked blankly out the windshield, and finally raised her hands off of the steering wheel, and brought them back down quickly. "I don't know, Anna," the older girl said painfully, "I just feel like a waste of your time."

Anna turned her head quickly to look at Elsa, the older girl keeping the same disheartened look. "Why would you say that? You're not a waste of my time, you're literally being the best big sister I could ever ask for."

Elsa shook her head. "No. No, I'm not. And I refuse to think otherwise, or else I wouldn't have drove you to smoke again."

Anna shook her head this time, reaching over with a warm hand to grab Elsa's arm. "I drove myself to do it! I didn't know what else to do! It's not your fault."

Elsa looked at her sister, turning her attention from the road. "It's my job to make sure you know what else to do! I'm supposed to protect you! Me! And I failed!" Elsa turned her attention back to the road, turning off onto the street that their house was on.

"Okay, maybe I wasn't thinking clearly! It was me, Elsa, not you! You don't know tha-"

Elsa hit the brakes hard, causing both the sisters to jerk forwards. The inside of the car alternated in illumination of blue and red lights as the two sisters looked at the two ambulances and a whole squad of police cars were parked in front of their house. Anna stared at the scene, eyes open wide with fear and worry. The younger sister looked over to Elsa, and saw the same expression. "E-Elsa?" Anna reached over to her sister, but before she could make contact, Elsa unbuckled herself and opened her car door, sprinting from her position towards the crime scene. "Elsa! Come back!" Anna called out as she stumbled to get the seatbelt undone.


Elsa's heart pounded in her chest, although she could feel it in her throat. No. No no no no no no no. Please God, PLEASE no. Elsa's boots clomped with every step, and she gained distance on the crime scene. She was able to get a better view of the whole situation, and saw the area was marked off with yellow police tape. Elsa finally reached her yard, and pushed the tape over her head, running towards the porch.

"HEY!" A voice rang out, deep and scratchy, causing Elsa to turn around only to meet face to face with a large, burly man in a suit. "What the hell are you doing?"

Elsa swallowed hard, trying to form words, while nothing came out. The man raised an eyebrow. "Well, are you gonna tell me or not?!"

"We live here!" Anna shouted between breaths as she panted from her sprint, doubled over behind the man. "We just pulled up to see this. What's happened? Where's our mom and dad?"

The man, releasing his grip on Elsa and letting the rough look leave his face, allowing a gloomy and grim one to take place instead. "I'm afraid you girls have a lot to take in." The man took off his hat and held it behind his back, still looking at the ground. "There was a home invasion. Two men tried to break in and steal some of the higher-quality items from your house, but upon breaking in, your mother apparently tried to fend them off with a small caliber pistol that she didn't know how to discharge. Your father came home to find these two men having their way with your mother, and was shot twice by the same gun. He's being rushed to the hospital now; your mother as well."

Anna looked over at Elsa, trying to find some comfort in her older sister, but what she saw in her face was a look of pure terror and anger. Elsa fell to her knees, her eyes unable to contain the understanding anymore, and let loose with a torrential volley of pleas to God and denials. The older sister looked up to the sky, her cheeks striped with tears. Angst not doing Elsa's actions justice, Anna couldn't determine just how deep Elsa would be scarred from this, but one thing was for sure.

Anna took one look and saw it. The very thing that she was trying so hard not to do happened anyway, without any warning or foresight.

Anna had lost Elsa.

Elsa had lost herself.


AFTER NOTE: Okay, yeah that happened. This will be the main pot element of the story, so get ready for more. It's gonna be fun. I'm sorry if the event described affects anyone personally or if they take offense to this. This is just a figure of my imagination, and is not meant any any way to upset or insult anyone.