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On to the story!:) (WARNING: Now, I'm actually not sure, but I'm gonna put this just in case...part of this chapter might be T, and potential trigger warning. I have no idea...so, I'm putting a warning just in case:P) I think mostly it's overboard angst and depressing, though.:/ So, yeah...
A few mornings later, Elsa found a just-arrived letter from Weselton waiting for her on her father's desk. "Maybe it's a message from our parents saying they got detained or something!" she told Anna, quickly breaking the wax seal and opening the letter.
"Good idea," Anna said, trying to peek over her sister's shoulder.
A moment later, the temperature in the room dropped about fifteen degrees and the letter fluttered to the floor. Elsa turned a horrified gaze to her sister.
"Elsa, what's wrong? What's the matter?! What did that letter say? And boy, it's cold in here all of a sudden," Anna said, rubbing her arms.
"Anna, they…they never arrived in Weselton," Elsa whispered. "They're lost. Lost at sea." What have I done?! Elsa turned and ran from the room as fast as she could go.
"Elsa, wait!" Anna called, but Elsa wasn't listening, hadn't even heard her.
Elsa ran into her room, locked the door, and finally let out the tears she'd been holding in. This is all my fault. They're dead because of me, because I didn't say anything about the storm. I've been playing with Anna for the last two and a half weeks, and for most of that time THEY WERE DEAD! How could I do that?! Not even trying to warn them about the storm was selfish. I knew them being gone for two weeks would give me two weeks of freedom, and I know that was one of the reasons I didn't say anything. Yeah, I didn't want to end up in the dungeon for two weeks, but it was also just because I wanted a bit of freedom. "I'm a horrible person," she muttered. I killed them! It's my fault! She heard Anna knocking on her door, but she ignored it. I don't deserve to talk to Anna. What I did was rotten.
"Elsa, what…d-do you want me to do?" Anna asked. "We gotta have a service and stuff…and…and…this means you're in charge p-permanently now…You gotta t-tell me what to do or do it y-yourself…"
All Anna received in reply were louder sobs. Elsa lay flat on her bed, crying into her pillow, not knowing what to do. This isn't real! It can't be real; it can't be! Ice spread over the floor and up the walls, and snowflakes began falling before stopping suspended in midair; but Elsa didn't notice, and if she had, she wouldn't have cared at that moment.
"All right, I'll just stay right out here till you tell me, Elsa," Anna said. She needed her sister's help; she had no idea how to deal with this on her own.
Elsa was now acting monarch of Arendelle at age eighteen whether she wanted to be or not (she most definitely did not), and she was the one who would have to make the final decision on things. Yes, she was three years underage, but her parents had made her regent, so since she was already the position that she should have had someone helping her from, she was on her own. What am I going to do? This is all my fault, and I can't run Arendelle from behind closed gates! What do I do?! Well, one thing was certain. She could not change her parents' rules that had been in place; it was disrespectful to their memory and legacy. And yet she needed Anna's help. Okay, so I can't follow those horrible rules completely. I will not ruin Arendelle. I need Anna's help, so I will not ignore her entirely. Anna's going to be so confused with me…
An hour later, she finally composed herself enough to tell Anna, "Have a…memorial service…tomorrow…please…give a speech…telling what happened and their legacy for Arendelle…" Elsa noticed the ice and snow all over her room did not disappear at all or even start to melt. Right now, I can't leave this room even if I want to. I'm sealed in with my own ice. Ironic. Both the entrance to the secret passages and her actual door were sealed shut with ice.
"Elsa…you're the one who's…supposed to give a speech…like that…Not me," Anna said. "You're Queen of Arendelle…now."
"I CAN'T!" Elsa screamed. "I'm stuck in here!" Literally! I can't get out whether I want to or not! And don't remind me! I'm not ready to be queen yet! More ice spread over the floor and walls, and Elsa had no idea what to do.
Anna jumped back from the door at Elsa's sudden outburst. What was Anna supposed to do? It's gonna look really odd if I go and give the speech and stuff…and I want Elsa out of there! Anna suddenly had a sick feeling that her sister would not be coming out of there for a long, long time. Not again. Please not again… "Elsa, please don't-"
"Go away, Anna! Just go!" Elsa cried. "You gotta take care of this! I'm not ready! I'm not; I'm not!" I'm sticking an almost-fifteen-year-old with my responsibilities. You're stupid, Elsa. Really, really stupid. And thoughtless. And horrible. But I really, truly cannot get out of this room right now! Elsa also knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that if she tried to attend her parents' funeral, she would also completely lose control and ice over everything in the vicinity. She couldn't let that happen. I'm already out of control. I've literally imprisoned myself in my own room. With ice.
Anna bit her lip, not knowing what to say or do. She obviously wasn't going to get any help from Elsa, and she also thought it was wrong to leave Elsa right now. Elsa sounded completely hysterical. I can't leave her right now. But who's gonna take care of stuff? Somehow I don't think Elsa is able to right now…and I have no idea how. Anna tried to start talking again. "Elsa, do you think maybe you can-"
"I can't listen right now! Go away, Anna! Please go away! Please…" Elsa felt awful yelling at Anna, but she couldn't deal with even hearing her sister's voice right now. Anna had no idea that their parents were dead all because of something Elsa had done-or not done, depending on how she looked at it. What am I going to do? I'm eighteen years old and I've killed two people. Indirectly, but they're dead all the same. And they were MY OWN PARENTS! Anna would hate me if she knew what I did. Elsa had completely forgotten just whose idea it had been to not give any more storm warnings in the first place.
Anna sighed and gave up-for the time being. I'll go ask Gerda for help with the speech thing and whatnot. Elsa can't help right now; she's too broken up about the whole thing. I wish I could give her a hug. We ought to be together right now…
Elsa sat curled up in the window seat, wishing all that ice all over her room would start melting. It was nighttime now, and not a drop of water had slid down the walls. Even the still-missing window was now closed off by a sheet of ice. Maybe they wouldn't have left in the first place if it wasn't because of me. One of the reasons they left was to try to find some way to cure me. Why didn't I just come right out and say 'There's no way to do that. You're stuck with a defective daughter for all eternity'? I should have. I was stupid and thoughtless. All I could think was 'Oh, wow, I get two weeks of freedom!' Dumb, dumb, dumb… Elsa felt angry with herself for thinking that way, and angry with her now-dead parents for everything that had made her start thinking like that in the first place. Maybe they wouldn't be dead if they hadn't done things like chaining me in the dungeon unfairly. Then maybe I would have been less hesitant about saying anything about that storm in the first place. Wait…ELSA, HOW CAN YOU THINK SOMETHING LIKE THAT?! You are a monster! You are! You're blaming your own parents for your own actions about not telling them about that storm. How can you do that?
Elsa had no idea why, but she found herself jumping to her feet and pounding relentlessly on the sheet of ice where the window should have been. Come on, ice, break! I hate you. I hate myself. Logical, right? You're part of me, ice, and I hate myself, so that makes complete sense. She wanted that ice to break and shatter into a million pieces. But of course it wouldn't. Just because I want it to, it won't. Figures. Elsa ignored the growing pain in her knuckles and continued pounding on the ice. Finally, finally, the ice shattered and Elsa relaxed. So there. Ice will not beat me. It won't. She stood in front of the missing window, holding her aching hands close to her chest. All she could see outside was darkness, a big empty nothing. A black void, just like what's inside me. Nothing I do is going to bring them back. I won't miss those horrible stays in the dungeon one bit, but…WHY DIDN'T I SAY THERE WAS GOING TO BE A STORM?! I made a mistake and now I have to live with it. "I wish I'd just told them," she whispered. "At least then if they still didn't listen and the same thing happened, I could say I'd done all I could." Elsa plopped back down in the window seat and tried her best to just remove herself from reality.
The next morning, Elsa found herself still sitting in the window seat, half-awake but half not. Yesterday was just a nightmare, right? A knock from Anna and her sister telling her to please come out so they could go to the funeral service together snapped her back to reality. Not a nightmare. This is real.
"Elsa, please? I really, really don't want to go alone. I'll even do the speech thing like you wanted me to. I just want you with me," Anna said.
Elsa glanced around her room, knowing she was still sealed inside because of her own ice. Even if I thought I could make it through the service without losing control, I can't even get out of here. "Anna, I…I just can't. Please l-leave me a-alone…please…"
Anna frowned on the other side of the door, tugging at her itchy black dress. This is not fair. I want my sister. Now it's not even just for her, I want Elsa out of there for me. It's always me trying to comfort her, but being with Elsa makes me happy too. "I don't like being alone even if you do," she blurted. But she doesn't like being alone. Why did I tell her that? That was mean. "I'm sorry, Elsa. I didn't mean it."
Elsa buried her face in her arms and cried silently. But I don't like being alone. I do want company. But I can't get out and I'm dangerous and they're dead because of me. Anna should just move on and forget me.
Anna sighed when she heard nothing from Elsa's side of the door. "I guess I'll go by myself then now…"
Elsa heard Anna's trudging footsteps fade away down the hall. Whatever small semblance of control Elsa had disappeared, and snow began swirling around the room. Stop it, Elsa! Get it together. What do you think you're doing?! "I don't know! I can't do this; I can't, I can't!" Conceal, don't feel; conceal, don't feel… Elsa paced back and forth in her room, trying to calm down. Finally the swirling snow stopped, leaving snowflakes suspended in midair once again. Elsa went to sit against her door, pulling her knees to her chest.
Elsa was still in the exact same place when Anna knocked on her door a few hours later. Anna, go away. I can't listen right now. Maybe someday, but not today.
"Please, I know you're in there…"
Yeah, but I can't come out. Go away, Anna. Please…
"People are asking where you've been…"
Elsa frowned. Of course there were people asking where she had been. Nobody outside the castle had even seen her since she was eight. They probably thought she was going to completely ruin their country. After all, she was only eighteen and she hadn't even gone to the funeral service. What a mess of things I've made. Anna could-and is doing-a better job than me. Maybe she'd be better off without me.
"They say 'Have courage', and I'm trying to…I'm right out here for you. Just let me in…" Elsa, please? Even just seeing you would be nice, Anna thought.
I can't let you in. I can't because it's not safe, and I really, truly can't. I'm stuck in here. You should move on and forget me, Anna. Elsa wished with all her heart that Anna would leave her alone right now. Just for now; maybe she wouldn't mind Anna talking to her later.
"We only have each other; it's just you and me…" Anna's voice grew quieter.
You might have me, but I don't have you. I can't! I can't deal with this anymore. I killed Mom and Dad. Anna, you should hate me. You don't even know what I did. I don't deserve to have you out there trying to talk to me. Elsa's thoughts grew more and more despondent the longer Anna tried to talk to her.
"What are we gonna do?" Anna turned and slid down to sit against the door on her side out in the hall.
I don't know what we're going to do, Anna, Elsa thought. You have a rotten, defective sister who's supposed to queen and doesn't know how to fix any of the mess she's caused. You should just move on from me, because I'm not going to change. It's impossible.
"Do you want to build a snowman?"
Elsa could barely hear Anna's last question and quiet sigh, but it was clear enough to Elsa's sharp ears. She rested her forehead on her knees on top of her crossed arms. Yes, I do, but why did you ask me that, Anna? There's no snow on the ground outside. Just leave me alone. I wish I could leave and disappear forever. Anna could take care of Arendelle as long as someone helped her. She doesn't need me. I'm useless for anything and everything except hurting the people I care about. I should just relieve everyone of the trouble and leave myself. Elsa found herself slipping off her gloves and holding a sharp shard of ice against her wrist. I should tell Anna good-bye… "Good-bye, Anna…" she whispered.
Anna jumped to her feet on the other side of the door. She'd been talking to Elsa for a while now, and that was the only thing her sister said? Anna remembered what Elsa had been thinking about before (which Elsa said she wasn't going to do), and immediately realized what her sister was doing. "Elsa, don't you dare do that! You promised me you wouldn't!" She had no idea what to do. Anna tried Elsa's door, but it was locked, and unknown to her, also frozen shut. Elsa, please don't. I love you. You don't have to do that.
Elsa stopped what she was doing and just watched the thin red line on the pale skin of her wrist. I did tell Anna that. I shouldn't break my promise. But she doesn't know what I did!
The silence on Elsa's side of the door made Anna nearly hysterical. "Elsa, please! I love you! I care about you! Don't do it! You are not worthless or any of those other horrid things I know you think about yourself! Elsa? Elsa!"
Anna loves me…she cares about me…but… "You don't…know what I did," Elsa whispered.
All right, at least I got her to say something, Anna thought. "I don't care what you did. You do not deserve to die. You're my sister! I'd be devastated if you weren't around anymore. I love you, Elsa!" Anna noticed Gerda walking down the hall and ran over to her. "Gerda, Elsa's got a super big problem…you gotta get in there and help her! She won't let me in, and I'm like 99.9999% sure she's trying to commit s-s…well, you know…"
Gerda looked at Anna in shock. "Well, there's no time to lose then. Run down to your room for now. I'll take care of your sister." Gerda knew Elsa probably wouldn't let Anna in because of a control issue.
Anna reluctantly ran down to her own room. Elsa, please be ok…
Gerda quickly began removing Elsa's door from its hinges, figuring that the door was iced shut, which was true. "Princess Elsa?" she asked, using Elsa's usual title instead of calling her 'queen', thinking that she probably didn't want to be reminded of that.
Elsa sat on the floor, still staring at her wrist, not doing anything else. Why is Gerda here? Why is anyone bothering with me? They should just let me be. She flinched when she heard the ice that had been on her door shatter.
Gerda took one look at Elsa and knew Anna's assumption had been right. "Princess Elsa, drop the piece of ice. Just drop it." She knew it wasn't her place to give Elsa orders, but this was a special situation.
Elsa's tear-filled blue eyes looked up at Gerda. "Why? I think it'd be best if I just disappear…"
"No, princess. You're wrong. I know you're upset right now, but things will get better. Don't do that to yourself."
Elsa glanced from her bleeding wrist to the ice shard in her other hand and then up at Gerda. I don't think things can ever get better. I can't bring back Mom and Dad. They're dead, and it's my fault… "But…you don't know what I did…"
Gerda went into Elsa's bathroom and came back with a wet cloth and bandages. "Then how about you just say what you did. Maybe it isn't as bad as you think."
Elsa paused before answering, "My…storm sense…I knew there was a storm coming…and I didn't warn Mom and Dad before they left. They're dead because of me! It's all my fault!" Now Gerda's going to think I'm horrible too. Maybe she'll leave me alone. Why didn't I say anything to them before they left? Why?
Gerda knelt next to Elsa and took the ice shard away from her. "Princess, do you really, sincerely believe your parents would have believed you if you had warned them? Think carefully before you answer, now," she said, appealing to the logical side of Elsa's mind.
Elsa frowned. "Well…no, not really. I'd have probably ended up in the dungeon again. But I still should have at least TRIED!" She winced as Gerda pressed the wet cloth against the cut on her wrist. I shouldn't let Gerda do that. I'm going to end up hurting her. I'm so, so tired of worrying about everything…
"Let's just say you warned them, they didn't believe you, and you ended up in the dungeon for the next two weeks. The storm still came, and they still died. That's the exact same outcome, Princess Elsa. At least this way, you had some happy time with your sister, right?"
Elsa said nothing. I was still being selfish. But I did promise Anna I wouldn't do what I almost did. I will not break my promise to her. It's not her fault I am the way I am. I know Anna would be really upset if I did that…I'm not going to be the cause of Anna feeling like that. "Gerda, you shouldn't touch me anymore…what if I hurt you?"
"Nonsense. You need help right now, princess." Gerda ignored Elsa's protests and continued taking care of her wrist.
Elsa sighed and didn't say anything more. She felt too tired to make any more of a fuss. "Why do you and Anna still care about me?" she asked quietly.
"Because you don't care for yourself, and someone needs to." Gerda gently finished bandaging Elsa's injured wrist. "Look what you did to yourself. You need someone to keep you from doing such things and tell you the truth, that you are not worthless or any of those other names you call yourself."
"Thank you, Gerda…I-I think I'd have regretted finishing what I started," Elsa whispered, fingering the bandage wrapped snugly around her wrist. Only because of Anna, though. I almost left her because of a horrible reckless impulse…And Gerda and Anna don't know what they're talking about. I am all those bad names, no matter how much I wish otherwise. "Tell Anna I said…I'm sorry f-for not going to the s-service with her," she added, trying to hold back her tears but failing miserably.
"You can tell her yourself, Princess Elsa. Because you are not spending the night alone tonight."
Elsa just stared at Gerda. "I have to! If I go sleep in Anna's room, I might lose control while I'm sleeping or something!" And I might hurt her or something…
"Princess Elsa, you don't lose control when you spend time with your sister. You spent a lot of time with her during those two weeks and never lost control once that I saw."
"But I was conscious! I wasn't sleeping," Elsa said, trying to explain. "I have bad dreams all the time and I always end up losing control and waking up to snow and ice all over my room…"
"You probably won't have bad dreams in the first place if you sleep in the same room with Princess Anna," Gerda told her. "Look, princess, your sister sleeps like a log anyway. How's this? I'll stay in the room with you two, and if I see you starting to lose control, I'll wake you up and you can come back to your own room."
Elsa thought for a long minute before finally saying, "Okay…But only for tonight." I shouldn't spend time with Anna anymore. I don't deserve it. But surely it'd be all right just once? She slowly got to her feet and went to pull a nightgown out of her dresser. "I'm so tired…do you think Anna would mind if I went to sleep now?" she asked.
"I think she'll just be happy to see you, princess. I'll go out in the hall and wait for you to change."
"Okay." Elsa quickly pulled off her dress and put her blue nightgown on instead; then pulled her hair down into a single braid. Her wrist still stung, but she figured she deserved it after trying something like that. I'm glad Anna stopped me and got Gerda. Anna's smart…all I even said was 'Goodbye, Anna'… Thank goodness I didn't think more and leave a note or something instead of saying that to Anna. She shuddered, thinking of what might have happened if she had thought that whole thing out further before doing anything. Elsa tiptoed out into the hall. "I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be…" She gave Gerda a hint of a smile.
"Of course you're ready." Gerda led her down the hall, stopping in front of Anna's room. "Princess Elsa, do you want to do it?" she asked, referring to knocking on the door.
Elsa shook her head. "I can't…right now…Maybe another time." Stupid girl. Why can't you even knock on your sister's door, Elsa? What a chicken.
Gerda knocked lightly on Anna's door and said, "You have a visitor, Princess Anna."
Inside her room, Anna knew that 'visitor' could only be one person. She jumped off her bed and ran to open the door. Sure enough, there was her sister standing in the hall. Anna resisted the urge to grab Elsa and give her a hug, but she did grab Elsa's arm and pull her into the room. She briefly wondered why Elsa was wearing her nightgown; then figured that her sister was just tired. Anna's eyes spotted the bandage around Elsa's wrist, and she promptly made a face. Oh, Elsa…why did you do that? I'm just glad I figured out what she was doing before she did anything else. "If you're tired, Elsa, you can go to sleep in my bed. I won't mind. I'll stay wayyy away from you and I won't bother you or make too much noise," Anna told her.
Elsa gave Anna a grateful smile, and practically fell into bed. "I 'ppreciate what you did…Anna," she said softly, pulling the covers up to her chin. I don't know why Anna treats me the way she does, but I know I have someone who cares what happens to me in her. I'll figure out how to take care of my country, too. I will not fail. I might still have to ignore her most of the time because I need to hold up Mom and Dad's legacy and it's not safe, but I'm not breaking down again. I won't. Elsa sighed and curled up into a ball. I'll figure out my problem eventually. And then I'll be able to tell Anna why everything has been like this all this time.
Anna watched her sister fall asleep, as if she were some kind of special protector watching over Elsa. I'm gonna make sure Elsa doesn't get so upset that she tries something like that again. I love her. "Gerda, is Elsa all right? She didn't hurt herself too much, did she?" Anna asked, eying Elsa's bandaged wrist. "Well, I mean, anything is too much, but Elsa's going to be fine, right?"
"She had a nasty cut, but it's going to heal just fine," Gerda assured her. "There were also some bruises on her hand, too, but I don't know where those came from. Princess Elsa is going to be fine."
Anna frowned. Elsa, why would you do that to yourself? It's just…wrong. You didn't do anything wrong, except for doing that to yourself. She wanted to give Elsa a hug, but she didn't dare. At least not right now; she'd have to wait until Elsa was more deeply asleep. Anna carefully climbed on the bed next to Elsa, being careful not to shake the bed or wake her sister up. "Thanks for helping Elsa, Gerda."
"There's no need for thanks, princess. Everyone owes you a thank-you actually, for getting help for Princess Elsa."
"Isn't Elsa really queen now?" Anna asked.
"Well, yes, technically, but she won't be legally coronated until she's twenty-one. Also, I would suggest don't remind her of the fact that she's queen," Gerda said.
Elsa stirred a bit in her sleep and reached for Anna. "…sorry…love you, Anna…wish I could fix ev'rything…" she mumbled.
Anna hesitated before taking Elsa's outstretched hand. "Everything's gonna be fine, Elsa. Everything's gonna be fine. I love you, too," she said softly. Elsa, please don't wake up. Or if you do, please don't freak out. I'm right here for you. You don't have to do anything like that EVER again.
Elsa seemed to relax as she pulled Anna's hand close and held it with both of her own. She didn't say anything else, though.
Anna was more puzzled than ever. Elsa was adamant that Anna stay far, far away from her hands, and yet here was Elsa clutching Anna's hand close as if her life depended on it. Which, Anna noted sadly, is kind of true… "Gerda, why does Elsa usually not like anyone touching her, especially her hands?" she whispered. "And why does she wear gloves all the time?"
"I believe those are questions only your sister should answer," Gerda said carefully. "I would suggest holding off on such questions for awhile…"
Anna nodded and didn't say anything. Elsa needs help and support right now. And I'm gonna give it to her whether she wants it or not.
A few hours later, Elsa stirred awake and was greatly surprised to find out she was holding Anna's hand. She immediately released Anna's hand and held her own against her chest. "Anna, I…I didn't hurt you, did I?" she asked. Please tell me I didn't…please…
"Of course you didn't, Elsa," Anna assured her. "You've just been sleeping quietly, holding my hand, all the time. You're fine. Do you feel a little better now?"
"I guess so…I don't feel worse anyway." Elsa started to pull herself to a sitting position, but Anna pushed her shoulders back down against the pillows. "You shouldn't touch me, Anna…" she said quietly.
"Maybe you ought to sleep some more, till you feel all the way better. And you aren't gonna hurt me, Elsa. You just held my hand for hours and nothing happened," Anna tried to tell her.
Elsa turned her face away from Anna. "I'm never going to feel all the way better," she muttered. I can't bring Mom and Dad back. I know they were unfair to me sometimes, but I still care about them and I can't help but wonder if I could have stopped them from leaving. And I hurt Anna when we were little!
"Yes, you will, Elsa. You will. It might take a long time, but I'm gonna make sure I help you feel all the way better," Anna said firmly. "Does your wrist still hurt?"
Elsa lifted her injured wrist and held it in front of her face. "Eh, it stings, but it's all right, I suppose. I mean, I did cut it pretty badly. It's fine." She shrugged and laid it back on the bed. Why does Anna even care? And she's not mad at me? If I was Anna, I'd be furious at me for doing that…
She's acting like it's no big deal, that it doesn't matter… "Elsa, don't you ever, ever do something like that again!" Anna exclaimed. "You promised me you wouldn't, and I want to believe that." Anna laid a hand on her sister's shoulder, remembering that was ok with Elsa, but nothing else.
Elsa closed her eyes and said nothing for a moment. Then she looked back at Anna and said, "I don't intend to…because I don't want to make you upset…" And Anna would be upset about nothing. I'm still not going to do that to her, though…
Anna frowned. The reason Elsa won't do that again is because she doesn't want to make me upset?! Elsa doesn't care about herself at all… "Well, you just remember that I love you lots and lots, and that you are not not NOT worthless, no matter what." She paused before adding, "And Gerda said you had bruises on your hand. What happened?"
Bruises? I didn't even notice…I know exactly what that's from though… Elsa blushed as she said, "I got mad and I…beat up on something hard. Guess I did it a little too much, huh?" She gave Anna a small smile and didn't say anything more. That was a silly and immature thing to do. Beating up on ice…
"You're supposed to beat up on pillows or something soft when you're mad, not something hard!" Anna scolded. "What did you do it to, the wall?"
"Not exactly. Please don't ask me anymore," Elsa replied. I don't want to try explaining about the ice…
Anna gave Elsa's shoulder a comforting squeeze. "It's all right, Elsa. You don't have to think about it any more."
"Thank…you…Anna," Elsa murmured sleepily. Why am I so tired?
Anna realized her sister was falling asleep again and wondered if Elsa had slept at all the night before. Anyway, she was not going to disturb her sister, even if she would rather talk to Elsa longer instead. I love you, Elsa. I wish I could get you to understand that; that you're really, truly worth caring about, too. I thought we were making some progress, but the whole shipwreck-slash-lost at sea thing has hurt Elsa all over again. I'm gonna help her no matter what. There isn't anything or anyone to stop me this time. She glanced at the clock, noticing it was actually late and time to go to sleep herself now. Anna slid off the bed, being careful not to shake the bed and wake Elsa up. Then she got ready for bed herself before sliding into bed next to Elsa. Anna made sure to stay way over on her half of the bed, just in case Elsa should wake up, so that she didn't freak out. "Good night, Elsa," she whispered.
Elsa didn't reply, but she smiled, as if Anna's words had somewhat registered to her.
A/N: Ok, if you made it down here, I'm assuming I didn't offend you or anything.:) This is AS DARK AS IT GETS, I promise.:P I still can't believe I wrote this chapter...
I'd love comments on whether the whole thing is written properly or not (and the rating thing!). 'Cause I really, really don't want to raise the rating for part of one chapter.:P
Next chapter coming soon, and I promise it's a happier one:)