Chapter 10: Darling

There wasn't a thing that Anna didn't like and want from her girlfriend, but the moment she felt soft white skin brushing against her arched back… felt the hands that she had held just hours ago now caressing her gently, twisting in her hair, the other holding her waist, felt the chest that she had leaned against hours ago pressing against her, and the lips that had smiled for her breathing down her neck… she knew exactly what she needed.

When the night was still, and the sky was colored in a deep blue scattered with stars, Anna dreamt of feeling her girlfriend's warmth drenched all over her. The evening had already been special because they had just come back from a beautiful dinner in a high-end restaurant and had gone to the beach to admire the stars staring down on them.

In bed now though, with their clothes scattered on their floor, Anna was purring with delight, purring over the kindness that was being lavished on her. Those gentle hands groomed her hair ever so lovingly, those lips whispering sweet soft nothings to her made her sink deeper into their mattress. There was a moment when Anna thought this was all a dream - and, even if it was, it was a wonderful dream - but she remembered so clearly how her girlfriend had stripped her down… each touch rewarded with hot kisses, every fabric of cloth drifting off her impatient body followed by gentle and encouraging smiles and giggles. There was something so soft about her… felt so sexy to Anna, but as soon as their bodies hit their queen-sized mattress, all Anna could feel was heat.

Her heat. Her love.

Laying on her bare stomach, fingers tightly clutching her pillow, Anna whined against her arm as she felt kisses peppered around her freckled shoulders. Her eyelids fluttered shut, but when she felt lips kissing the shell of her ear, she managed to relax… and those fingers running up and down the small of her back greeted her with love.

"Darling, are you alright?" Elsa whispered, her soft front laying against Anna's back, prompting her to open her eyes.

She nodded, a small smile spreading across her face. A glimpse of Elsa's worried face threatened to ruin the mood, but she wasn't going to let it happen. Immediately, boldly, Anna arched her back, her hips rolling, prompting her wetness to grind against the toy that was strapped around Elsa's hip… listening to the way her girlfriend hissed in pleasure even from the slightest touch that was pushing against her crotch.

"Mm…" Anna's head swam with possibilities… swam with lust… and the feeling of the head of the plastic phallus rubbing against the heat between her legs was enough to get her going. Her hand gently reached back to grab Elsa's waist, her front pushed back, her lower half lifted up in the air… and all she wanted was for Elsa to come closer to her. To drown her with pleasure.

She knew Elsa was careful… the most loving person who wouldn't dream of hurting Anna, but for one night… for tonight, Anna wished for all of that to be forgotten.

Biting her lip, she looked back to her girlfriend in desire, her loose hair, gleaming in the moonlight, draped over her shoulder.

"Anna…" the blonde breathed, lips pressed against her ear, and all Anna could hear was her heavy breathing… so slow, yet so deep. She could barely handle the heat… could barely handle the ache between her legs. She adored the way Elsa was gazing at her so attentively, knowing that Anna's needs were way above hers.

Swallowing, Anna wrapped her hand around Elsa's, guiding them to press flat against her toned stomach. "Take me…" Anna started, her lips parting just to feel Elsa's sweet, honeyed kiss. "Love me… I want you…"

And it was slow… so loving, feeling kisses peppering her neck… Elsa's sharp nose nudging the back of her ear, and from below, she could feel her girlfriend's hip grinding at her little by little, teasing her, not yet pushing her phallus into Anna's heated core. Oh, but it felt good… so good, that Anna couldn't help but lay still, wrapping an arm around to caress her luscious blonde hair.

She listened to the kisses on her skin, sounding like music… she listened to the bed creak as they danced in the night, and she listened to the way their heated skin rubbed against each other. It was the only way to keep her grounded from the intense pleasure.

She bit her lip, moaning into her arm as she felt Elsa's hand touching her stomach, taking her waist… and the body that was pressed against her began to rock, filling her with anticipation. Anna braced herself, feeling her muscles tense… feeling Elsa's kisses trying to loosen those muscles. And Gods, Anna felt like she was on cloud nine, greedy for Elsa's care… greedy to demand everything she desired.

Her mouth parted in a silent moan, and her face flushed when she felt a slow push of the phallus parting her lower lips, forcing her to open… forcing her to take it all in. She clutched her pillow tighter, feeling now that Elsa wouldn't stop.

"Elsaaa…" she moaned against her arm, her head guided upwards when Elsa's fingers drummed around her throat and jaw, gentle lips and sweet tongue snaking up the back of her ear. The distraction left her in a puddled mess, her little whines and moans turning into gasps… and every sense was heightened before she realized Elsa had stopped pushing herself in. It felt good… She felt full. When was there going to be another time that Elsa would make love to her like this? She was often quite vanilla when it came to lovemaking. So when Anna introduced her to the many ways they could make love Elsa had to venture out of her comfort zone, and it would take a bit of convincing when they had first dated.

Now two years into their relationship, while Elsa still loved the idea of just fingers and mouth doing all the work, her next best thing had been a strap-on… and, perhaps, a blindfold every now and then.

With one more kiss pecked on the shell of her ear, one last time, Elsa's fingers ran down her red strands in repetition. "Are you okay?" she asked, and even now, the care in that husked whisper prompted Anna to smile.

"Yeah…" the redhead shifted, draping her arms above her head, the moonlight sprinkled upon her prominent freckles, "oh, baby…"

Another kiss pecked on her shoulder. "I'm going to start moving, okay? Tell me if it hurts…"

Well, perhaps, sometimes her kindness could be a bit infuriating when Anna wanted to just be taken. Though, without saying a word, she nodded, grunting with reluctance, her eyes peeking over her shoulder to see her girlfriend's face… the face she'd make as she began to slowly move.

"Gods…" Elsa moaned, her hip slowly grinding in pleasure, coaxing Anna's legs to spread just a bit more. Her hand moved quickly to take Anna's wrist, the other lowering to palm at her rear. Anna could live with that forever, and that was what made Elsa so sexy and hot to begin with… because that woman could be so bold and intimate when she wanted to. That woman… would do whatever she wanted as long as they were together alone.

And even something like this… as Anna laid on her stomach, hip raised up in the air to allow Elsa to have her way with her made her realize how this was all she wanted at this moment, and nothing else. And with the night so cold and lonesome, their bed that was filled with their warmth… was a comfort to them both.

Feeling Elsa move in her, her own walls clenching tightly around her, Anna moaned into her arm like it was their first time together. Gods, it felt like heaven on earth. Like drugs. And it didn't hurt because Elsa made sure Anna was getting the best of everything. And even feeling good meant Anna could be as open and intimate as possible. She reached out to hold Elsa's hand, entwining their fingers, taking comfort in feeling Elsa's hot breath kissing her ear. "Fuck… Elsa…" she whined, teeth biting against the woman's knuckle.

"I love you," her girlfriend breathed, "I'll always be there for you… always be yours…"

That's it. That just wasn't enough. And with Elsa's words resonating in her head, she knew she needed more than just loving. She wrapped her hand around Elsa's hair, moaning into the high heavens, her head tilted up. "Fuck me… take me… make me yours, Elsa…"

Elsa didn't even need to say anything, when the only response needed was a small grunt and a slight squeeze of her fingers on Anna's ass. Sensing what Anna needed, Elsa separated from Anna's back, prompting her to brace herself for what's to come. A hand securely wrapped around Anna's hip, and another gently pushed down on the small of Anna's back. Gladly, Anna silently sunk herself even more into her pillow, glassy eyes gazing out in space. Her core throbbed at the heat, her wetness pooled between her trembling thighs… just from the silent commands that Elsa was giving her. She needed this. She needed the harshness… the intense love. The fucking.

And without a word, Elsa had started harshly pushing her phallus in and out of her heat in repetition.

Anna didn't expect it when she knew she should've. Her mouth gaped open in a silent yelp, but other than that, her body, feeling nothing but sweat drenching her skin, wasn't moving. She could feel it… the hands pushing her down, the member rubbing against the tightness of her walls in a hurried pace… the way her wetness would meet against Elsa's pelvis.

She moaned like a depraved woman, crying out in pleasure, her muscles tensing… and her skin felt like it would burst into flames if it weren't for Elsa's cool hand relaxing her back muscles, her fingers running through her hair.

"Anna… baby," Elsa gritted her teeth, her one free hand automatically landing a playful 'smack!' on Anna's round ass. "My love, you're so hot…"

Rather than acting surprised, Anna merely smiled at the harsh contact, her skin buzzing with a pleasant hurt. The only time that Elsa would ever call her hot, rather than beautiful were moments like this, and Anna thoroughly enjoyed this side of her girlfriend.

She bit her lip as the feeling of Elsa's hand grasping her hip urged her to back up closer against the blonde's body. Every part of herself drowned in the most electrifying pleasure because, fuck, Elsa really knew how to make her walls squeeze around that toy. Suddenly Anna's eyebrows furrowed, her eyes rolling back as she felt Elsa's front bent against her back, her hip still moving harshly to pleasantly torture her heated core.

"Oh, fuck…" Anna whined, her knuckles turning white from the tight grip on her pillow. Her moans quickly turned into whines, and she knew she was almost at the breaking point. The sound of their skin slapping against each other and Elsa's heavy panting in her ear… no, she really was done for. "G-God, Elsa… a-ah -"

"Shh… shh…" Thin fingers slowly trailed down Anna's flat stomach, their soft pad gently massaging the small engorged button that peeked out of its small hood. There wasn't a thing that Anna could do now, other than to quickly place a hand on Elsa's wrist, but failing to make any attempt to make her stop caressing it. "It's okay… come, baby…"

She wasn't sure what had gotten into her when tears started spilling, and her whimpers had transformed into choked sobs. As if on command though, listening to Elsa's voice… listening to her steady breathing, feeling those kisses painting her skin with love, Anna's muscles tightened and tensed up. With a gasp, her hip met with Elsa's in repetition and desperation, her legs and arms writhing and jerking, but Elsa was strong enough to pin her down from her blissful escape. Her screams were silent, being nothing other than breathy whispers as she rode out her bliss.

She couldn't be more thankful when she felt Elsa still holding her… still grinding slowly inside of her. When Elsa did stop, all Anna could feel were her loving hands grooming her hair, her lips warmly pecking her flushed skin, but for once, when all Anna wanted to do was return the favor or giggle and thrash around with her girlfriend in bed, all she did was lay still on her stomach.

Tears spilled out of her eyes, which she quickly covered with her arms, her sobs grew even louder. Alarmed, Elsa quickly pulled herself out, and after a few seconds, Anna heard a slight 'thud' as the strap-on fell to the floor, and arms suddenly replaced the pillow that she had been laying on, hugging her tightly. Still, it didn't help her at all - not when she was feeling overwhelmed with emotions, and they were emotions that she just couldn't describe.

After all, there had been so many things that had been crossing Anna's mind… things she wished hadn't crossed her mind - especially when they were making love. But one thing was for sure… the moment she had let a tear out, it was because of disbelief. Disbelief that someone as kind and gentle as Elsa would love and share her burden with Anna when the redhead was at her lowest point, unwilling to feel any love and… any desire, refusing the accept the help that she needed. Disbelief that there was someone that would be beside her no matter what… no matter how dire or light the situation seemed.

She sobbed in Elsa's arms, listening to her girlfriend's heartbeat… relishing the little strokes of her fingers running along the small of Anna's back.

"Darling, what's wrong?" Elsa simply asked. "Was I too harsh? Did I hurt you?"

Anna shook her head, her arms quickly wrapping around Elsa's thin waist. Listening to her soft voice was soothing.

"Then what is it, hm? Take your time… I'm right here with you."

With a deep breath, shaky and all, she answered, "I've just… I've never been this loved by anyone… I feel so lucky to have you. Thank you so much… for everything that you've done for me."

The silence after that was a little intimidating. Perhaps, a bit endearing as well, because in the end… she knew Elsa wouldn't fault her for anything. It was a bit comforting as well because as the two of them remained silent, all Anna could think about was her girlfriend's kind response. In a way, she knew anything that Elsa would say wouldn't be filled with empty words, no. While there were times that Elsa would be harsh and strict, all the redhead would be reminded of was her Mama. That the woman she loves… cares.

After what seemed like just a few minutes, Elsa slowly placed her hand on Anna's shoulder, prompting the redhead to gaze up. The tears that stained her cheeks were quickly dried by her thumbs, her ocean eyes searching her somber expression.

"You don't need to thank me," Elsa finally responded, her knuckles running along Anna's freckles, trailing through the strands of her hair. Naked and all, Elsa shifted herself up in a sitting position against the headboard, urging Anna to lay on her chest. With a sigh, the woman wrapped her arms tightly around Anna's waist, rewarding her with a long peck on the side of her forehead. "No matter what…" she continued, "I'll always put you on top. If anything, I'm the one who's lucky to have met you."

"How can that be?"

Smiling, her fingers tapped the redhead's chin playfully. "If it weren't for you… we wouldn't be living in an apartment that I designed like this. I probably would still be living in a small studio. I wouldn't be motivated… wouldn't have a reason to push forward, to push past my limit, for you. Anna… I know you've had some hard times, but I've kept my promise to make up for those times with you, right?"

Anna slowly nodded.

"So don't cry, beautiful. Don't think of me as someone special just because I made you smile. I'm just your girlfriend who wants you to be the very best of yourself. I promise."

And she was right. So many times Anna thought of her girlfriend as a blessing, like an angel had finally fallen from the sky to heal her wounds. In all honesty, Elsa was really her cure… really was the one to set her down the correct path. If it hadn't been for her, Anna would have still been that lost soul, getting with the wrong people… suffering from addictions that she knew she wouldn't escape. Only she did, and although she knew it was something she should be proud of, Anna knew that she wouldn't have been able to quit that lifestyle if she hadn't met the love of her life.

Smiling, feeling a gentle finger running along her freckled cheeks, Anna leaned in for a mere kiss on her jaw. Her tender touch held onto Elsa's cheek, and from there, she could feel those little muscles and nerves lifting up with a smile.

"I love you so much, you know that?" Anna began.

The blonde shrugged, letting Anna run her hair back with her fingers. "Well, if you keep repeating it, I might end up believing that," she winked, giggling when Anna had lightly smacked her in the arm.

"Geez…" Though, through the playfulness between them, Anna knew especially that no matter what, no matter how many times she would tell Elsa that she loved her… Anna still wouldn't be able to truly convey how much she loved her girl. Seeing her smile, seeing those soft eyes glimmer at Anna, and only at her, made her really cherish the fact that this woman truly had adoration and love for her… that even if they weren't for her kind words, it still showed how genuine Elsa had always been.

With a grin, she pushed her tears away, and Anna mouthed those three words at her. Elsa didn't need to say a thing… didn't need to even look to know Anna loved her this deeply. But in response, Elsa had shut her eyes, her arms tightly hugging Anna.

"I love you too, darling."

Things could've gone better in all honesty. Things could've gone the way she wanted with Elsa - treating her like how she used to treat her. But the world was out to get her it seemed, and Anna felt like she was treating her like a child. And while what happened back in the office wasn't really much of a tantrum - rather, it was just a burst of frustration - Anna couldn't help but treat it as such.

She felt guilty for feeling the way she did. Things were just… never the same. Call her selfish or whatever for believing that one day the Elsa that she knew would come back sooner, but being a twenty-two-year-old woman that was taking all responsibility for Elsa… well, it was a tow. As much as she wanted to carry this weight, to take on the burden of Elsa's frustrations and weakness… it could only go on for so long.

Truth be told, Anna loved her so deeply that her own feelings just… didn't quite matter. Not yet, at least. Oh, how she wished she could just tell Elsa what their relationship was like. How Elsa had changed so much. It wouldn't change a thing, would it? All it would affect is how Elsa saw Anna. As a selfish pathetic liar.

So as she wandered around her empty campus on this summer day, after having picked up her class schedule for the semester, all she could think about was the slight mishap in the car. The fear on Elsa's face was so evident… the trembling of her hands, the way Elsa gasped when their eyes met. How those then-excitable blue eyes darkened with anxiety and trauma.

Anna knew that look long enough to know that Elsa… must have remembered something. Of course, back then… Elsa would have fear engraved in her eyes, but it wasn't because she had been in a trauma herself. It was out of concern for Anna. And she only confirmed that fear with how quiet Elsa had gotten immediately after. She knew not to pry herself in. Actually, she'd rather have Elsa pick up the pieces one step at a time.

Having left Elsa in the library for the last two hours by herself was making Anna fidget as she drove back to pick her up. It was the first time since the accident that Anna had ever left the blonde in an unknown place for this long, so it was natural that her mind started fantasizing about bad situations that could have happened. But she couldn't think of all that many scenarios honestly - Elsa was in a library after all, with just books and silence.

God, as if traffic couldn't get any slower… Anna rolled her eyes, tapping her finger against the steering wheel as the column of cars waited for the green light to turn on. Her eyes quickly turned to the phone attached to the dashboard as it vibrated with a message.

Her face quickly turned from frustration to coldness… and for a moment, anger. She didn't need to even see the name to know that it was Meg that was messaging her.

"'Why aren't you replying to my message?'" Anna repeated the text in a whisper, growling below her breath as she pressed her foot down on the accelerator. "Why the hell do you fucking think, you asshole…"

After all this time… after all the fights, the apologies, the stupid arguments, and the fucking manipulation, Anna still couldn't believe that woman was still texting her. Once upon a time she had thought Meg would do her so good… would treat her so well… would actually be the one. Oh, how badly she had mistaken it all. She didn't ever want to remember, but perhaps if it wasn't for her manipulation, she wouldn't have fallen for Elsa so quickly.

But in a way… maybe Anna just didn't want to forget. Didn't want to pull away from her grasp… just like everything else that she had done in the past, she was still addicted. She didn't want to think about it.

When she finally arrived at the library, she searched the first floor for a few minutes but didn't find a particular blonde searching for books or sitting in one of those wooden desks. Anna had specifically asked her to stay on one floor, but… well, who was she to dictate what Elsa wanted to learn anyway?

Fair enough. Arriving at the second floor on the elevator, she immediately saw a familiar blonde braid sitting by the window with her crutches leaning against a table. Anna smiled when she noticed how many books were in front of her… and how focused Elsa seemed to be. Glad to know she still enjoys learning.

"Elsa -"

"So then I asked him if he wanted me to read to the children, which - I know - I just politely declined and gave him a poor excuse when he said yes. I love kids, but I work better with books by myself." A woman's voice with a slight French accent sounded just across from Elsa.

Laughter - no, giggles - quickly erupted. One that sounded too much like Elsa, and just as Anna walked past the bookshelves that had blocked her view of the other person speaking, she stayed silent, watching the exchange. Her eyes were quick to fall upon the brunette, and the smile Anna wore fell.

"Then, I appreciate you for helping me study. I know it must have been a huge hassle," Elsa said, twiddling her pen between her fingers.

The foreign woman widened her eyes in shock, her cheeks flustered red. "Oh, no, no! That's not what I meant at all. You're not a child! I-I would never have felt -"

"I know, Belle. I was just pulling your leg. Relax, okay?"

The girl Elsa had called 'Belle' arched an eyebrow after a long pause. "Ooh, so a girl can tell some jokes after all."

"Elsa?" Anna slowly came up to them, her hand resting on the blonde's shoulder. The two women turned, the new girl gazing at her for a moment with her brown eyes, before turning to Elsa. Anna wasn't sure how she felt, but one thing she was certain about was the weight in her heart growing heavier with each passing second. There was so much she wanted to ask… so much she wanted to say, but being the bigger person, Anna kept her cool. But instead of asking if Elsa wanted to go home, she questioned her, "who's this?"

While Anna's face was as hard as a stone, on the inside, she acted with confusion, frustration… anger… fear.

"Oh, Anna, this is Belle," the blonde answered. "She was helping with my studying."

"Really? Did it go well?"

"I think so, I feel pretty good about it."

Belle stretched out her hand. "Hi, it's nice to meet you. Anna, was it?"

She didn't particularly want to shake her hand, but she thought she might as well disguise her unease by being nice for now. Although reluctant, Anna made sure to give her a firm grip as they shook. "Very nice to meet you," she replied. "Thank you for… um, teaching her."

The brunette shook her head. "Oh, not a problem. I didn't think she'd learn things so quickly, must be in her genes." Belle winked.

"Belle, just because I was in an accident, doesn't mean I forgot everything I knew," Elsa answered instead, letting out a tired sigh. But that wasn't what caught Anna's attention as she whipped her head to Elsa in shock, eyes widening. Disbelief quickly overcame her, and honestly, she felt like crying with the inside of her throat tightening.

"What…? You told her?" Anna whispered, her own teeth grinding against each other. She knew it shouldn't have been such a big deal if Elsa wanted to tell someone about the accident, but if she hadn't remembered a single thing yet if Elsa wasn't ready at all… as her girlfriend, how was Anna supposed to feel? It was no secret that Elsa would have been a completely different person, but she knew, at least, the Elsa she knew would have had the decency to be discreet, at least for the time being. In the ensuing silence she knew that Elsa had sensed the anger in her voice.

The blonde turned to look at her. "Was it wrong -"

She couldn't handle this. She grabbed Elsa's arm and pulled her up. "Come on, let's go home."

"Anna, wait -"

The crutches now. "It was very nice to meet you, Belle. Sorry for the suddenness."

"Oh, I -"

She knew she was being harsh, maybe a bit too harsh, but she didn't care that Elsa was whining for her to stop. She didn't care if Elsa tried to pull her away, but she made sure that Elsa was walking with her side by side as fast as they could. She was fuming with anger… and no way in hell was she ever, ever going to let Elsa go back to that library again. Jealous? No. Disappointed, perhaps. After all, having to be Elsa's caretaker for these past few weeks… having Elsa by her side at all times made her wary of other people communicating with her.

Perhaps, this was as toxic as things could get… but with Elsa being as naive and stubborn as she had been, Anna didn't even know what would happen.

In the blink of an eye - not even sure if she knew what had happened - they sat beside each other in the car, slamming the door closed. Anna ran her fingers through her hair, her eyes blurred with aggravated tears.

"What the hell was that back there?!" Elsa snapped, drawing Anna out of her train of thought. "You didn't even let me say goodbye!"

She didn't reply. Didn't have the strength to, really. Quickly putting her seatbelt on, Anna finally drove off, still staying stubbornly silent. How ironic. Now she was the one acting like a child without hearing Elsa's perspective. But do I really need to? She seemed so happy.

"Who was she?" was Anna's first question among many others she wanted to ask, her voice barely audible. Her eyes strayed from the street to the girl for a moment, seeing her blue eyes staring right at her. Still, Anna persisted with the questions. "Do you know her?"

"No, I don't know her. We just met," Elsa replied with the same quiet tone. "She wanted to help me study… and I accepted her help. Isn't that what you want? Why are you so angry?"

Endure. Just endure it. Her fingers gripped the steering wheel so hard that her knuckles turned white as paper. Taking a deep breath, Anna answered but disregarded Elsa's questions, "here's what we're going to do - we're not going to that library anymore -"

"What -"

"We're not going to go to any library any time soon. We're going to buy your books instead, and then when you're ready, you're going back to work. Your assistant says you have a lot to do, and he'll teach you everything along the way. In a few days time, or weeks, you'll be able to walk without crutches so you'll have an easier time getting around, and then you can drive -"

"Anna, what is wrong with you -"

"I'M TRYING MY FUCKING BEST HERE, ALRIGHT?!"

Silence. Anna had slammed her hand against the steering wheel, and all Anna could hear was her heavy breathing… her tears dripped down her cheeks to her lap. "I'm trying…" she sounded, her voice cracking, her hand ruffling her own hair, "but why… why would you ever do this…?"

She could barely fathom the thought, drowning in her own silence, as the same question kept running through her head. She had been the one taking care of Elsa, she had been the one to listen to Elsa's every plea, every exasperated word. Am I ever enough?

The way back home was spent in heavy silence. Even as they rode up the elevator… even when she had grasped Elsa's arms to help her walk, the atmosphere between them was just dead. Anna wasn't sure who was angrier, but she had to admit her own feelings got the best of her. Her own feelings made her burst into pity party tears and screams that she knew Elsa didn't want to hear. After all, while Elsa had been in shock… she had quickly recovered and hadn't said a word since.

Anna could apologize. Anna could just say something, but she really didn't know what to say or how to say it.

As they entered the apartment, Anna thought about what she needed to say to ease the tension between them. As she closed the door she was just about to apologize when she noticed in the corner of her eye that Elsa had thrown the crutches on the ground and stood still in the middle of the room.

"Elsa -"

"You come back from your college to pick me up just so you could start screaming at me when I have done nothing but try to remember everything I knew, so I can get back to work soon. You think this is easy for me? At least someone tried to help."

You mean her? Just from that one word, Anna had almost pushed all of her sympathies away, but she didn't because a small part of her just wanted this to be over and done with. She wanted her Elsa back. Truth be told, just seeing her stand there like that with her arms crossed was a perfect reminder that there was still a remnant of Elsa in there. She would be so twisted in wanting to just come up to the woman and kiss her… and she did want it. Just… it wasn't the Elsa that she wanted to have that with.

"Elsa…" she sighed. "I'm sorry I snapped… you're right. You deserve to be there. You deserve to learn. My feelings got the better of me."

"What about my feelings? Have you considered that?" Elsa growled back. "I couldn't even have a friend without you freaking out about me!"

Anna clenched her jaw. "It's for the best, Elsa."

"Why?! Why is it for the best? How do you know what's best for me? Why do you care about who I talk to?! Who are you to me, Anna?!"

Anna kept her mouth shut. My girlfriend. My fucking girlfriend. My girlfriend who I don't want to lose because she doesn't know better.

"You know…" Elsa began once more, slowly walking up to her. "I remembered something between us in the car when that truck passed us…"

Everything that had surrounded her, that was moving around her was lost as Anna's heart had dropped like a rock tossed into the ocean. Her eyes widened, and the tears that she had held back had re-emerged. This wasn't happening… but at the same time, Anna badly wanted this to happen.

"W-What -"

"I didn't want to believe it. We were on a beach. You were dancing. You had a dress on, and you were so sweet. But right now… you're anything but." Grabbing the wall, Elsa slowly made her way down the hall to her bedroom, ignoring Anna even as she whispered her name. "Forget it… I've been a burden to you. I'm sorry. Now you don't have to try anymore."

A/N: so... who's right on this matter?