You know, its amazing what life can inspire you to do. For me, a series of one shots is hard to do, but when things happen and you get angry, life just finds a way to give you an outlet. Writing is mine.
Remember my "Engaged" chapter? how I said I would come back to it? Well, instead of a happy ending, my brother got THIS! All I have to say to the person responsible is "F*** YOU!". a month before my brothers wedding... well, read on and you'll find out.
Elsa stomped her way to Kristoff's car, a bat in her hand, and her keys and pocketknife in her pocket. Her blood was boiling with rage and anger and after the past few weeks of watching her sister fall apart, Elsa could take it no longer. She was on a warpath and in desperate need to quench her thirst for vengeance.
One month. One damn month and it would have been the best day of her sister's life. Now, after everything was done and paid for, did she hear the news that was certain to kill her sister for months to come.
Elsa walked down stairs, groggy. It had been a late night. She should have expected feeling like this, given her schedule but she was used to it. Still, she wished her nights weren't always as bad as she thought it was. But her excitement for her sister kept her awake. Kristoff had proposed last year, and the wedding was right around the corner.
Or so she thought.
Elsa arrived downstairs to find her sister collapsed on the coach sobbing, her phone by her side.
Immediately Elsa snapped awake, running over to Anna "Anna." she cried, sitting on the couch "whats wrong?
Anna looked up her eyes red from the tears. She grabbed one of Elsa's hands her phone and handed to Elsa, then pulled off the engagement from her finger, taking Elsa's free hand and placing it in her palm.
Elsa looked at the ring, then back at Anna, then at the phone. On the screen, there were 5 little words that broke Elsa's heart
"I'm breaking up with you"
Elsa made her way to Kristoffs beloved car "Sven". Kristoff loved that car, so Elsa was going to make damn sure that Kristoff felt as Anna felt.
Elsa gripped the bat in her hand tightly. She really wanted to start with the bat, but that would attract attention really quick. Instead, she took her keys out of her pocket, and dug it into the side of the car door, walking along the edge, smiling as she savored the sound of paint peeling off where her key cut into the car.
After Elsa went around the car completely, up to the front of it, she smiled at her handy work before taking the bat in her hands and took a Louisville slugger to one headlight, before going over to the other and giving the car two black eyes to match.
She then proceeded to go to the side window and bust in the window with the bat.
Dropping the bat, she fished her knife out of pockets and bent down, slashing one of the tires, before repeating the process with the other three, making sure Sven was in no condition to be used. After that was finished, Elsa stood up and careful to avoid the broken glass, unlocked the car door and opened it. Getting on her knees, Elsa began digging Anna's name into the leather seat. After doing that a few times, Elsa climbed out, grabbing the bat once again and for good measure, began wildly beating up the side of Sven once again, savoring the sound of each metallic bang as the dents began to pile up.
"Elsa!" a shocked voice screeched. Elsa turned around, letting her hands fall to her side, as she saw a livid Kristoff
Oh he could not play that card right now. Elsa stomped her way over to her former future brother in law and swung the bat at his head. Caught by surprise, Kristoff screamed as the bat collided with his face, knocking some teeth out, Elsa was sure.
Dropping the bat, Elsa began to punch Kristoff, so hard she was sure she was cutting her delicate skin, but her indignation kept her from feeling the pain.
"You cheating lying son of a bitch!" Elsa roared with every punch she delivered.
Kristoff, quite pathetically attempted to defend himself, but he was not faring so well.
Not satisfied with her message, Elsa raised her foot, her high heel wearing foot, and jabbed the sharp edge into Kristoff's groin.
Kristoff's scream could be heard all the way to Antarctica.
Elsa watched as Kristoff crumbled to the ground, clutching his wounded private spot.
Elsa had no sympathy. No remorse. Kristoff made his bed and now he was sleeping in it. Smiling cruelly, Elsa tuned heel and began her trek home.
Where Anna and a box of chocolate were waiting for her.
A little extreme, but this is how I felt about the issue. I got hurt once, I never thought my brother would, because his relationship was SO GOOD, or so I thought. Anyway, once again, this is the end for now. I have more important story's to deal with, and they eat up my time, not to mention the two I have still in various stages of planning. So I hope you understood this, because I'm not going to do any more for this story UNLESS SOMETHING GOOD HAPPENS in my life.