The Elected ( An Elite Fanfiction )

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" So, what went wrong? " Trinity's curious voice peeped after we simultaneously left the Great Dining room.

Andrew still wasn't talking to me, in fact he made it almost unbearable to sit across from Kriss as he smiled at her adoringly.

Jealousy raged through me as I thought of the memory but I focused myself to think of why he might be avoiding me and gave up quickly as I didn't have a reason why.

" Well, let's just say after you entered Maxon's room he wasn't very . . . welcoming. " My voice sounded bitter as she leaped her arm through mine and gave me a worried frown.

Exasperated, I sighed and ran my fingers through my messy, un-brushed hair. Crystal, Autumn and Indigo all left bright and early to help tend my dress, which I was now loathing as it took time away from me being with them. Instead of the privacy and independence reminding me of Waverly, I just felt lonely. The castle made it impossible for me to ever relate it to home, my real home.

The marble floors, high ceilings, not to mention the constant reminder that I'm in a competition.

" Well, why don't we go to your room to get your sisters? " Trinity changed the subject again and I rolled my eyes, the change in subject not cheering me up at all.

" You're still not talking to her? " She asked me shocked and I turned away from her, not wanting to see her reaction. I hadn't talked to mother since the day she told me her secret, despite her pleas. Instead of coming out of her room she's stayed inside for two days, ordering the food to be delivered to her room, not that I care. . . until now. Ariana and Annalise haven't even talked to me since that very same day I started ignoring mother.

" Anna . . " Trinity's low voice gave her disappointment away and I spun towards her as we turned the corner of the hallway.

" What am I supposed to do? My own mother left me to raise a royal child! She left her children and my father to raise him, then suddenly comes back after father dies? She's delusional if she thinks that I can just forgive her! " My voice raised itself and Trinity cringed slightly

" I know how it sounds but you have to at least talk to her "

" I have nothing to say " I squeaked, my voice crumpled.

" I can't find the words. I'm afraid I'll do more damage than she already has if I confront her. " I say, gripping Trinity's arm tightly as she hugged me sincerely.

I knew it too. Despite all the built up anger I have, I'm worried that if I say it all out that I'll completely break my relationship with my mom. Then I'll truly be alone.

It's better to be breaking than completely broken.

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Trinity and I knocked on my mothers room door and waited for the answer.

Nothing.

She knocked again and waited, my patience running low.

Still, the empty silence stayed the same and I exasperatedly burst open the door.

Immediately, the alcohol hit me like a pair of bricks. The smell was overwhelming, and I gagged as me and Trinity stepped into the room.

Dozens of bottles of wine and whiskey surrounded the bed, and there, lying passed out on it, was my mother, hugging a bottle of vodka against her face. No sight of the girls anywhere.

Trin gasped loudly and I held her close, trembling with rage as I clenched my fists.

And before I could even stop myself I stormed up to her and pulled her up, slapping her across the face.

My mother stirred, and squinted her eyes at me before realizing who I was.

" What the hell have you done! " I yelled, shaking her back and forth rapidly.

She only broke my grasp on her and held her ears.

" Will you stop being so loud? What time is it? " She asked groggily

" Where are the girls? " I asked her loudly, ignoring her question.

" Annabelle- "

" Where are the girls! " I scream, my voice alarming to my own ears

" SHUT UP ANNA " And if it were possible, her voice sounded ten times worse, shaking me as I stood there stunned.

She groggily made her way over back to the bed, her dress stained and sticking to her body. She sat and picked up the bottle of vodka again, pressing it against her lips.

That's when I walked up towards her and grabbed the bottle out of her hands, dangling it in front of her.

" Where are they. " I demanded.

" NOW. "

I could hear Trinity whimpering in the background and I regretted everything I had just said up to this point.

She glared at me before answering.

" In the closet. "

I dropped the bottle and darted towards the closet, Trinity close behind.

And as I opened it, I horrifically found Ariana and Annalise tied to the back, her faces weak and crying. Realizing what she had done, I clamped my hand over my mouth, a sob escaping my lips.

Trinity ran out, screaming in shock as I stared at them before running in, immediately untying their legs to the wall.

They sobbed into my arms as I held them, and my heart throbbed. How could this have happened to them? How could she have hurt them?

It didn't matter. Before I could even ask them a question her angry scream made her way into the closet and I threw them back as she lunged at me.

" YOU BROKE THE BOTTLE " She screeched, her hands at my neck, holding it shut as I tried to breath. My breaths became shorter and I fought against her.

Then, as quickly as she got on top of me, she got off.

A guard held her back as she kicked and grabbed him, but it was useless, her hands were handcuffed and he managed to drag her out, Trinity standing by the door. I just sat against the wall, stricken with sudden grief as another guard came and helped me up.

It wasn't just any guard, it was Jason. And suddenly the other guard wasn't unknown either, I could remember his blond hair sticking out.

Unable to think, I collapsed against his chest as he helped me walk out, a suddenly crowd of maids and girls sprinkled outside the door to the room.

They all stared at me worried. Kriss's small figure hugged Stephanie and I could see red, fiery hair clutching glowing blonde locks; America and Marlee. Lela bit her lip as she nervously looked at me with sincere and pity. Even Celeste was biting her nails to the core.

I sighed, closing my eyes and clamped my mouth shut.

" What happened? " Kriss managed to peep out, her voice low and small. Her worried gaze adverted mine.

" A physical attack. Lady Annabelle will be taken to the hospital. "

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