NOTE: SHORT CHAPTER ALERT!

Chapter 16: Sisters(?)

Anna leaned against her door with her back, closing it as she did so. She sighed as she let herself slide down the wooden door to the ground, her shirt coming up in the back slightly as a result. Anna chuckled slightly in the silence of her room, a slight reassurance for a small window of time, but then it was right back to the overwhelming sense of dread that overtook the redhead like torrential waves on shores during a hurricane. There was a recurring thought inside of her mind that kept rearing its ugly head until the truth of the matter was more than evident for Anna. The cruel reality of the situation was that the thought she had wasn't just a thought, it was a certainty that she had been the reason for. Anna pushed her head against the door, running her hands through her messy, loose hair as she sighed.

I kissed Elsa. I kissed my sister.

And I really, really liked it.


Elsa stood there, bewildered, totally unable to speak as she held a hand up to her mouth, rubbing her pointer finger across her bottom lip. Her mind was racing; her eyes wide as she ran through the possible motives behind the sudden act of affection. But was it the kind of affection that Elsa thought? Was it possibly just a way to get Elsa to stop prying about her actions the night before?

Elsa shook her head, a slight frown finding its way onto her lips.

No way in Hell that kiss was used as a distraction. The way she held me as she did it, the heat and passion behind that kiss… Elsa felt herself pause, and blinked heavily. The way she bit my lip at the end...

Elsa swallowed hard. And now that's all that's running through my mind. The kiss. It made me forget everything… The blonde rubbed her lips again.

And it was nice. I liked not feeling anything. Elsa closed her eyes, breathing in deeply. Well, everything but Anna.


Anna licked her lips as she started to shed her pajamas, turning on her shower and adjusting the settings to set the water to the lukewarm temperature that Anna had grown accustomed to. The redhead closed her eyes as she savored the taste, running her tongue over her pink lips.

Sweet. I can taste the ungodly amount of syrup from breakfast. But even still, nothing is as sweet as how she tastes. And her lips… Anna drew a long breath. So soft. I had to force myself to stop kissing her. Anna smiled as she took off her longsleeve, wincing slightly as she nudged her still tender wrist with the garment itself, exposing her naked body from the waist up.

And I definitely enjoyed that gasp when I bit her lip.


Elsa held her hands together on her chest as she walked back and forth across the living room.

But she's my sister! I knew she had… Tendencies, but I never thought that she felt them towards me…

But that's when she remembered everything. The tickle fight after the game of war, and how Anna would pause at the touch of Elsa's skin; how even when that waiter, what was her name? Kaye… That was it. How even Kaye thought that they were a couple. That movie Anna had made them watch, "Loving Annabelle," was a lesbian love movie, and even though Elsa had no problem with same-sex marriages and relationships, she didn't regard it as a sign that her own sister was possibly into her.

But with all the evidence and indication that was there in front of her, how could she not have seen it before? The longing stares, the soft touches here and there, the twinkle Anna would get in her eyes every time Elsa would look at her… It all pieced itself together right in front of the older sister. This wasn't something that Anna had felt just right off the bat.

Anna felt this way for a long time. That's what she couldn't tell me for so long, the reason I got mad at her in her room that night. Oh, Anna…

If only I had known…


Anna rubbed shaving cream up and down her skinny, slightly freckled legs as she prepared her razor. Anna hummed as she smeared the white foam up and down, trying all she could to keep the one thought that haunted her since the kiss out of her head. As she started to begin to put the razor to her leg, Anna sighed, letting her head fall down and allowing a wet, red curtain of hair cascade all around her. She could bear it no longer as the weight of the notion that Anna feared became so heavy in the back of her head that she had to fight to keep herself from crying.

What if I just ruined everything? What if all the love Elsa had for me has just been shot down, ground to dust? She's probably down there in the living room still, just utterly disgusted at you…

Anna gasped faintly and perked up slightly; her face brightened.

But what if she isn't? Sure, I left her there unable to speak, but is that necessarily a bad thing? Elsa didn't pursue me or yell at me or anything, she just stood there…

Anna put a hand to her mouth, razor still in grasp, and chewed on her thumb as she ran through numerous ramifications of her act of affection.

But could this be as bad as she thought? Maybe if she explained to Elsa why she did it, why she even kissed her in the first place, then maybe this could all be worked out. Maybe she could still be willing to hear Anna out.

"Or maybe I don't have to explain anything to her," Anna thought aloud, her eyes widening. "After all, she did seem to like that kiss, but I don't know if she did for sure. One way or another, though…"

"This is gonna be straightened out."


I need to talk to her, but not here. I need to take her somewhere, one of her favorite places. The park, that's where we'll go. She's probably under a lot of stress because of this whole thing, and I definitely need to sort some things out with her. I just don't know what she's gonna say when I tell her the truth. Either way…

Elsa looked up to the staircase that Anna had ran up just minutes before in a frantic attempt to run from what had happened with her sister, and sighed.

I need you, Anna.

I need you.

AN: I just wanna iterate this as quickly as I can, because I have a lot more I need to get to you guys. Sorry for the length of this one, but next one will be longer. I promise :) - FHDB