Searching for a Perfect Day

Claim

Chapter 10: Claim

Two blank screens greet her, and the same nervousness as the night before churns her stomach into renewed queasiness. PandasAreLazy94 remains offline and she hasn’t received a text or call or…anything. 

This is what retribution must feel like…

And of course she deserves it. This is only a small taste of what Anna must've endured during the first few weeks after the blonde’s departure to the other side of the country and the former had attempted to contact her like crazy. Different splays of emotion challenge and topple one another: nervousness, fright, consternation—the worst of the worst case scenarios coming and going, replaced by another just as plausible. And it’s eating at her stomach that the smaller girl just isn’t answering at all.

Maybe she shouldn’t have acted so unaffected during their call yesterday—outwardly voiced her vehemence of the smaller girl’s sudden invitation to normalcy. She had been looking forward to Skyping with the younger girl all day and barely able to round up just enough concentration to at least look like she’s paying attention in class. It must’ve been so out of place, like an episode of The Twilight Zone…seeing the local ice queen dash out of the classroom first in barely concealed excitement instead of taking her time like she usually does. She even drove like a true Californian and had gone at least ten over the speed limit on her way home…only to receive an inevitable phone call that had drained all the excitement out. 

Next time she vows to be selfish and say no…but the reality of the situation is that she and Anna had been spending all their time together, and she knows it may be normal for someone like her, but for her sister to be relegated to her bedroom all night and day to keep the taller girl company? 

Anna needed some away time, even if the smaller girl didn’t think so herself. It can’t be healthy to have so many friends and still feel lonely…So of course Elsa had said she should go without sounding like a petulant six year old that had her toy taken away abruptly, even though that’s exactly what it felt like at the time. Because above all else, the kiss notwithstanding, she’s still the older sister, and knows what’s good for the redhead and will act upon it at any given day. 

But it’s nearing eight in the morning. Their Skype connection was killed around after midnight last night, which is normal—wifi connections are botchy at times and that’s completely understandable. But since then, there’s been nothing from the younger girl. It’s eleven in New York now. Unless she did drink like she said she wouldn’t (Elsa would be more than willing to forgive her for it regardless), Anna should be up. The blonde should at least have a text by now. Either that or her Skype calls should be ringing off the hook…

She presses the home button of her phone and groans loudly at a still empty screen. 

Where are you sunflower? Light blue eyes gaze at her ceiling in a mix of longing and anxiety as the thought easily passes by. 

As the second week of separation draws to a near close, she finds her mind had begun nicknaming her sister quite ardently. Of course it’s not something she’s still able to say out loud—a pet name for the smaller girl sounds exactly like they have the type of relationship she’s been wanting and simultaneously dreading, and she’s still not quite ready for it yet…She’s still hoping she can change Anna’s mind regarding their present relationship, even though it’s become all she’s ever dreamed of and more. After everything that they’ve been through, Anna deserves…normalcy. Not boring per se—never boring. Her sister’s not the type to want boring. But also not dangerous and taboo and…life altering, and Elsa knows Anna being with her rather than any other person produces all three consequences. It’s not something she feels is worth it.