Hey Here's another update! This one is a bit longer which I hope you all like. I wanted to give you some of Anna's story as well. So enjoy

TRIGGER WARNING

I DO NOT OWN FROZEN

Anna

Being home, or rather "home" was strange. I mean, this place hadn't been my home in a decade. I wanted it to be. I wanted to come back through these doors for so long that maybe it was like when you say a word over and over again to the point that it loses its meaning. I dreamt of it too many times for me to even remember what it felt like. What having a place you belonged in felt like. Coming back wasn't really coming home. It was just…coming back.

"Anna?" I roll over on my bed and see Kristoff standing in my doorway, "Your mom let me up." He was wearing jeans and a Led Zeppelin t-shirt. His blond hair was covered by a beanie. Kristoff could be home, I guess. He'd been my neighbor for as long as I can remember and my best friend as well. He had a giant husky named Sven that thought he was a lap dog. We used to play in the fort behind my house; I'd be the princess while Kristoff and Sven were my sworn protectors. My parents tore the fort down a few years after I'd disappeared.

He moves to sit on the bed with me but leaves me space. He's always been considerate of my feelings. When we first saw each other again he was afraid to hug me because he read that it might cause trauma. I don't want him to be like that. I don't want him to think being near me with trigger something awful. So I roll over and put his arm over my head as I put my head on his chest.

"Have you ever been in love?" I ask him. He laughs and rubs my arm, "I think I am."

"Really? Tell me about her! Or him…Which ever." He laughs again and shakes his head, "She's a girl. Her names Ellie, she has thick curly hair that she hates but loves too. She says mixed girl hair is a blessing and a curse. She's smart too. She's helping me with English. You know I was never big on reading. "

I think about the way he says will name. Ellie, like it was meant for his lips only.

"Why'd you ask?" I shrug and curl into him. He starts talking about basketball while I listen to his heartbeat.

"I want to die, Anna. I can't do this anymore. I'm not even a person, I'm a fucking ragdoll." She sobs into the redhead's chest. Her light blonde hair falls down her back and Anna looks over the fresh whip marks. "Aurora please, I swear to god I'm going to get you out of this. We're going to be so happy." She fakes a smile as she lifts the broken girls chin up, "Please believe me little beasty." Aurora smiles weakly at the nickname but tears soon wash it away.

Anna moves to get a wet rag but stops in front of the mirror. Aurora's words echo in her head. "I'm not even a person." Her reflection looks like a ghost and makes Anna's stomach drop. She looks away and walks back to her dearest's side. She lightly dabs the wounds to clean them and then wraps them up. "I promise." She says again before bringing the blonde girls lips to her own.

Her promise goes unfulfilled.

I look in the mirror and touch a small scar above my lip. The bruises have almost healed completely and my skin is getting pinker. I almost look human again. My mother calls my name and I quickly finish braiding my hair and pinning it to my head.

I wear long black skinny jeans and a white Rocky Horror Picture Show t-shirt. It's hot out but the scarring on my legs is too much for even me to look at most days. So I brace myself for the heat and head out to the car.

My mom wants to take me shopping. She didn't have much for me to wear when first got back but my cousin Rapunzel had lent me some things. "Are you hungry sweetheart? We can stop somewhere if you want."

"We're going to the mall, right?" She nods, "We can just get something at the food court. Ooh! Or maybe I could get a pretzel with cheese that sounds so good right now. "She laughs and pats my arm. She's smiling bright and warmly. I think she was worried about me coming home. Maybe she thought I'd be dark and twisty. But in reality maybe I'm a little worse than that.

Who can smile after they've had so much blood on their hands?

The mall is only 15 minutes away so we arrive just before 1. We head inside and look at the stores. I don't really know what my style is so the store names don't really clear things up. What the hell is a Hot Topic and why does it look like a cave?

We eventually find our way to Forever 21 which Punzie told me I might like. I look around and see a few things I like. There's this cute little sunflower crop top but I remember my scarred abdomen and shy away.

"Anna, look over there, isn't that your therapist?" I glance over at the sale rack and see platinum blonde hair loosely falling down across her shoulders. She isn't wearing her usual pencil skirt and button down but she still looks gorgeous in her high waisted shorts and grunge top. I didn't peg her as a punk rock type of girl but she pulled it off. "It is." I respond but my mom is already crossing over to talk to her.

" ! It's so nice to see you outside of that awful hospital. Oh I'm sorry dear, It's fine facility it just hurts as a mother to have your child go there." Elsa smiled but she looked like a deer in the headlights. For a second I thought she blushed.

"Hello, yes, I understand completely. It's a hard thing to go through both for the child and parent. And you really don't have to call me Dr. Snow. Elsa is fine." She glanced at me before looking back at my mother, "Doing some shopping I see. Have you found anything good?"

"Hardly, I'm not very good at this sort of thing." She paused, "Oh I just had a great idea! If it isn't a problem with you Elsa, would you mind helping Anna pick out some clothes?" Elsa smiled shyly and agreed, "I'd love to" She looked at me and I shot her a wink which brought back that beautiful blushing red face.

"I'm going to go shop at Loft sweetheart, call me when you're ready to go." My mom kissed my forehead, handed me $80, and headed off.

"I like seeing you outside of the hospital too. There's a lot more of you to see." I looked down at her long legs and smiled. She tried not to smirk and deadpanned, "There's even more in hiding." I saw a quick look of fear cross over her eyes as we both registered what she said. My smile grew larger.

"Why don't we just look around?" She replied, "Do you know what you're into?"

"Besides you?"

"Yes, definitely besides me."

"Then no, I'm a little hopeless when it comes to clothes. Even before I…left I was a bit of a tom boy." She looked me over with those sparling blue eyes, "I think I've got an idea." She walks over to the guy side and starts shifting through racks, "You strike me as a bit of hipster/grunge type girl yourself. " She pulled out a black shirt with 3 white skulls around the collar like a necklace, "What about this? Only 15 bucks." She said holding it up to my body.

"I dig it." I reply grabbing the hanger and draping it over my arm, "What else?"

We picked out a few more t-shirts, a couple button ups, a hoodie, and 2 new pairs of jeans. Altogether it was $54.25. Elsa is great at shopping sales. She's very soft spoken unlike me. My words fall out quickly, messily, and worst of all loudly. But I try to seem confident in everything I say. She's a lot more thoughtful. Every word is chosen carefully.

Being around her felt like the first snow fall of winter.

"I should probably give you back to your mom now, although I enjoyed having you all to myself today." She said staring down at her bags.

"I'm still yours for another 15 minutes at least. I'm craving a pretzel. Want one?" She nodded yes and I took her hand. I knew she'd pull away but I felt a small hesitation as our fingers slipped off each other's. I wonder if she felt that too. The spark.

"I'd like a large salted pretzel with cheese, please." I said, shooting fingers gun and a wink at the cashier. She was a taller girl with brown eyes. Her nametag said Belle, "Ooh! Like Beauty and the beast!" She looked confused before looking down at her nametag. She giggled and blushed slightly. Looking over at Elsa I saw a somewhat bitter look on her face. It disappeared when she caught my glaze and her eyes softened.

"And for you?" Belle asked Elsa.

"Non-salted pretzel bites with cheese as well." The girl nodded and Elsa reached for her wallet, "No, nope, No way. I'm paying." I said as I handed over my money. Elsa whispered a soft thank you and shyly took her pretzels.

We sat in a comfortable silence for a minute as we ate. Only talking when we felt it was necessary. Like when this Ambercrombie and Fitch model named Gaston (tool) scratched his junk when he thought no one was looking before flexing his pecs at passing girls.

It felt good to be near someone who didn't think of me as a sad broken girl. She thought I was Anna. That's all. It felt…refreshing.

"Oh, my mom just texted me. I should probably head out." I said reluctantly. She sighed softly and nodded, "It was great. This, I mean, it was great." She looked me in the eyes and gave me a bright smile. I looked around and saw that it was fairly empty around, or atleast no one was focusing on us, so I leaned over and gave her a small peck on the cheek. Her face turned bright red almost instantly. "See ya. " I called before hopping up and power walking away from her.

I couldn't remember the last time I felt that feeling in my gut.

Or maybe…I could

She said she wasn't even a person anymore. She was dead inside. It must've been so easy for her then. To jump from 30 stories up into the concrete. Anna felt cold, almost numb. Maybe She was dead too. She promised to save Aurora, her love. She had failed.

She was rescued 3 days later.