Frozen

Fear

Elsa's POV.

I looked out the window with a sad smile on my face as Anna's voice floated through the door. She's as stubborn as I am, I thought. She has to give up eventually. I sighed. It's been two years since the accident. It still came with a wave of guilt everytime I thought of the event. I stood up from my corner of the room and walked over to my window, my footsteps echoing slightly from the enormous room. My room has a morbid, somber atmosphere that always seems to be my mood. As I looked out my window, I saw people bustling about. I'm terrified of ruling the small kingdom one day. My fingers skimmed the surface of the glass and saw frost creeping along the window faster than last time. I glanced at it, then turned my head towards the window again.

Wait. That was faster than yesterday. I froze. Faster and farther, I realized. I slowly turned my head completely towards the frost.

"No. No. No. NO!" I yelled backing away in horror. Snow and ice shot out of my fingertips. That means they're getting stronger! They can't be! They'll find out! The village will throw me out! They'll banish me and- and kill me! They'll think I'm a witch! I started panicking. My breaths were short and out of breath as if I was running a race. A race against my self, I thought bitterly.

I heard a knock on my door as I tried to slow my breathing. The maid with my food. I rushed forward and opened the door a crack, just enough to see her face. She was a small woman with blue eyes and dark brown hair tucked in a bun. She had a small rounded face with a slight flush to her cheeks from the cold coming from my room. She looked up startled to see my door open at all.

"Call- my father- and mother." I gasped out. "Hurry- please." She quickly nodded and scurried towards my parents' bedroom chambers. I closed the door and dropped to my knees. I needed to calm down.

"Everything's fine." I whispered to myself. "The people won't find out and discover your powers and- and find out your a monster." No matter how hard I tried though, I couldn't calm down. I heard a cackle of evil laugh and my fear just increased. Maybe I'm going crazy and hearing voices, I don't know what but It was definitely not helping my situation.

Soon I heard an urgent knock and my parents' voice.

"Elsa, let us in!"

I rushed over and opened the door. They rushed in and my Mother's blue eyes were clouded with worry as she rushed towards me. I didn't want her near me. I didn't want to hurt her but I couldn't concentrate and needed her warm hugs again.

She enveloped me in her arms stroking my hair and whispered comforting words in my ear as she tried to calm me down. Slowly I began to relax again, though I was still shaking. The door opened again and I tensed up thinking it was Anna but relaxed again when I saw it was my father. He must've left while I was having my anxiety attack.

He closed the door gently behind him and helped me out of my Mother's arms. I took a shaky breath and wiped my tears. It was silent for a few minutes.

"It's getting stronger." I whispered, my head hanging down to face the floor instead of their worried faces.

It was silent. I realized I was still in my mother's comforting arms. I reluctantly slipped out of her arms and stayed the furthest away as I could from my parents. My mother gave me a sad smile and sighed as she stood up and walked over to my father.

'Elsa-" my father started as he took a step forward.

"No! Don't! I don't want to hurt you!" I yelled, my voice cracking. I took a few steps back. "Please," desperation filling my voice. My mother took my father's hand and shook her head slightly as he turned his head towards her.