Third chapter, a little longer this time :) I'm a little busy these next weeks, so an update can't be promised.
"Hans?! What are you doing here? At this time?" Elsa asked sleepily, as she opened her front door to reveal her sister's boyfriend.
"Where's Anna? I know she's here!" Hans demanded, pushing past Elsa and looking around her house.
"Hans? Are you ok?" Elsa asked concernedly, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"No!" Hans snapped, making Elsa flinch and jump back.
"No," He repeated calmly, scrubbing his face with his hands, "Sorry it's just Anna, she's missing."
A wave of shock and worry flooded over Elsa, "W-what do you m-mean she's m-missing?" She stammered.
Hans turned around, his eyes meeting Elsa's.
"I mean she's missing, I woke up this morning and she wasn't there." He explained.
"Well we've got to find her! Anything could've happened to her! We've got to call the police and-"
"The police won't do anything!" Hans cut in, now placing his hands on Elsa's shoulders to calm her down.
"Her suitcase has gone, I think..." He began to hesitate, "I think she's ran away."
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"So anyway, Am I ever going to find out the real reason you're on the run?" Kristoff asked, looking deep into Anna's eyes as she placed the empty bowl down on the table.
"Kristoff...Kristoff I can't." Anna's lips began to tremble as she felt tears forming in her eyes.
Kristoff leaned closer, he felt sympathetic for his friend and hated seeing her in this state.
"Anna I'm your best friend, you can tell me anything," Anna turned away as she began to cry, "Come on Anna, I hate seeing you like this, if you tell me we can sort it out."
A brief moment of silence passed before Anna turned to Kristoff, fear in her glassy eyes, "Hans...Hans hit me...he beat me and..." She trailed off as the memories flooded back in and she began crying harder.
Anger was written across Kristoff's face, how dare he, how dare that rat hurt his best friend, he was going to pay for that.
Kristoff rose from his seat and grabbed his coat and keys.
"Where...where are you going?" Anna stammered.
"I'm not just going to let him beat my best friend up and get away with it, I'm gonna teach that piece of scum a lesson, you stay here." He was about to unlock the door and leave when Anna came running towards him.
"No Kristoff! Please don't! This is my mess, I don't want you getting hurt because of me!" She pleaded, tugging at his jacket.
"But Anna, I can't let him keep abusing you." Kristoff said, his face serious and upset.
"He won't, that's why I've ran away, so he can't get me." Anna sobbed, flinching a little as Kristoff's huge arms wrapped around her.
"Well Ok, I won't go," He said, placing his keys back down,
"But what if he looks for you and finds you here? And I'm not around to help?" Kristoff asked, looking into his friends unmistakably gorgeous teal eyes, Why does she have to be so beautiful, Kristoff thought to himself, gazing gormlessly at Anna, snapping out of his trance as she clicked her fingers in his face shouting, "I said, I can look after myself!"
"Yeah right!" Kristoff laughed humourlessly, "Anna you cannot look after yourself, I found you shivering in a shop door way in the middle of the night, that's not looking after yourself very well, is it?"
Anna scowled at Kristoff. Crossing her arms she stormed back to the sofa and slumped into the soft seat.
"That's not looking after yourself is it!" Kristoff heard her mumble in a silly voice, mimicking him.
He smirked at her, she looked undeniably cute when she was angry.
He crept over and she watched him from the corner of her eye, the ends of her lips curling up into a little smile, she knew what he was going to do.
Kristoff dove onto the couch and began tickling Anna as her laughter filled the room.
"No...No! Stop...it!" She hiccupped through her contagious giggles.
Kristoff laughed with her, "There's that smile!"
Suddenly a loud knock came from the door and Kristoff stopped, both of their heads jerked up and turned towards the door.
"It's him, isn't it?" Anna gulped, looking worriedly at Kristoff.
Kristoff motioned her to be quiet as they waited for the person behind the door to leave.
For a few moments there was a tense silence, until the loud banging came from the door once again, followed by a voice that made Kristoff heave out a loud sigh of relief.
"Kris, you in there?"The voice, undoubtedly owned by a man, called."
"It's just Carl." Kristoff reassured Anna, getting up and walking to the door.
"Oh...who's Carl?" Anna asked, a quizzical look on her face until Kristoff opened the door to reveal this 'Carl' person.
He was a man just a little shorter than Kristoff, with raven black hair and black eyes like beetles. Though he didn't look very friendly, Anna wasn't going to judge a book by its cover.
"At last!" Carl said, as Kristoff stood in the doorway. Carl peered behind him and looked towards Anna, "Got company, eh?" Carl winked, raising his eyebrows.
"She's just a friend," Kristoff sighed, "Anyway, what do you want?"
"Oh yeah, Adam called in sick, boss was wondering if you could work today? I had to run all the way here 'cause you can't be bothered buying a phone!"
"Today but..." Kristoff trailed off, turning to look at Anna smiling at him, "What about-"
"Kris, she looks a bit too old to have a babysitter!" Carl broke in, seeing his friend take a worrying glance at Anna, "Or were you planning on more?"
"No, look it's just she's going through a rough time right now, I don't want to leave her on her own." Kristoff whispered, hoping Anna hadn't heard, but she obviously had, because she then shouted out, "Go Kristoff, I don't mind! I told you before, I can look after myself, and besides, I've got Sven!" The Labrador's ears perked up at the mention of his name and he came giddily running over to her.
"There you go, problem solved now get ready and let's go!" Carl said.
"But-" Kristoff began to protest, but in doing so received piercing glares off the two of them, "Fine!" He groaned, trudging towards his room to get changed, "I'll go!"
After Kristoff had left, Anna couldn't help but feel a little scared and cautious. She frequently looked nervously towards the door, expecting it to just break down, Hans stood behind it menacingly glaring at her. Just thinking about him sent a cold chill down her spine.
What had she ever seen in him.
Good Looks? Her mind suggested. Yeah, that was it, he had tricked her with his good looks and deceived her by acting out to be a kind sweet and loving boyfriend, but behind the closed door he became a monster, attacking and abusing her, leaving her with memories she wanted to but would never forget.
She pulled down the shoulder of her top and observed a large purple bruise on her arm. That wasn't the only one, her whole body was covered in them.
Sven looked up at the bruise curiously, then nuzzled against her sympathetically.
"Sven, What am I going to do?" She asked the dog, her voice breaking as she began to cry silently.
Her whole world had fallen apart, and Kristoff was the only friend she could turn to, him and...
"Elsa!" She gasped, remembering she'd tried to ring her sister the previous night, to ask her for help.
She reached for her phone and turned it on. It stated that she had eight missed calls, seven of them from Elsa and one, only one from Hans.
Glad I missed that one, she thought.
She brought Elsa's number up and her finger hovered over the call button.
Should I ring? What if she's contacted Hans? What if he's with her? What if... All these doubts flew through Anna's mind and eventually she just turned off the phone and placed it on the coffee table beside the couch.
"Never mind, eh Sven?" She said, rubbing his ears.
She sat back, huffing a sigh and closed her eyes, gradually falling asleep.