CHAPTER 12

Anna and Kristoff sat on their usual table on the canteen, the boy fussing over her cheek which was still a little sore.

"It's fine, I'm fine, no problem, okay?" Anna said, wincing a bit when Kristoff brushed a finger on her cheek..

"You know that dick , I should have made his face into a pulp! What an asshole. How dare he hit you," Kristoff muttered.

Kristoff was being undeniably sweet and it made Anna feel warm all over. They were never the sweet-touchy-feely kind of best friends, so seeing him like this made her happy because it showed that he really cared. But something was bothering her, something that she was seeing from the corner of her eyes.

Elsa and Hans were sitting side by side with their set of friends, Hans' arm slung over Elsa's shoulders.

"Hans, I need to talk to you—privately," said Elsa, carefully pushing away the arm around her.

"Sure, let's go over there." Hans pulled Elsa to an empty table. At the back of his mind, he wanted to question Elsa for not calling him 'babe' as well instead calling him by his name. Hans was nervous, he knows this couldn't be good, and the fact remained that for the past weeks, Elsa had been cold towards him.

"So what is it, babe? You're not breaking up with me, right?" Hans said jokingly, his laugh fading when he noticed Elsa's expression. "Wait, you're really breaking up with me?!"

"Hans, I-I'm sorry, but I just can't , we can't continue this relationship any longer," Elsa said with her most sincere and most apologetic voice

Hans couldn't believe it. He couldn't accept this. His face was turning red, he was so angry and puzzled, but mostly angry. "What did I ever do to deserve this bab—Elsa? Have I done anything you don't like, hell, I followed you like a dog!"

"Hans, please, i-it's not you okay, it's me!"

"Of course it's you! You're the one who's breaking up with me! You're the one saying all this shitty things! I can't accept this Elsa! Not ever!" They were starting to attract the attention of the students inside the cafeteria. Hans shot them a glare as if telling them to mind their own business before leaving Elsa and storming out of the place.

Elsa sat and cried because Hans had always been a good boyfriend, but she just couldn't continue being in a relationship with him when she loves Anna more. However, that didn't lessen the guilt she was feeling.

"Els, c'mon. Stop crying. I'll take you home," Anna said, coming up to comfort her sister.

Anna covered for her sister when Idunn asked what happened to Elsa. The two remained locked themselves in Elsa's room, with Anna only leaving to grab a tray of dinner for the both of them.

"Hey, Els, you need to eat."

"I don't want to eat. Please, Anna, just let me be," Elsa pleaded.

"Then I won't eat either. You know I'm worried because I know this is because of me!"

Elsa looked at her sister before glancing away, "It's not your fault, it's mine." Then she started crying again.

"What did you say to Hans? Actually, why are you crying? Didn't you say it yourself that you want to break up with him?" Anna asked, frustration evident on her face.

"I—I wasn't able to explain myself. It's not that easy, Anna."

"I know it's not easy, but you—we can talk about it. I'll help you, Els. But first you need to eat, you haven't eaten anything since lunch."

"Anna, you don't understand. It's hard for me because I loved Hans and it's hurting me to see him like that. He never deserved me! He never deserved to be treated like this." Elsa was now throwing things around her. God, she's a drama queen at times.

"Then choose!" Anna yelled at her, patience snapping.

"W—what do you mean Anna? I broke up with him! What's there to choose for?"

"You said you love me, Els, you did," Anna said, tears starting to fall down her face. "But look at you! You're a mess Elsa! You can't live without him."

Elsa stared at her sister, confused of what was happening between them. How did it come to this?

"No—no Anna, you're the one I love. Yes, I loved Hans but I love you more. It's just that I can't bear hurting him, and he never agreed on breaking up. I—I just don't know what to feel, what to do."

"It's simple. Choose. Me or Hans." Anger, frustration, and hope showed on Anna's eyes. She couldn't bear seeing her sister in this state. If choosing her made Elsa like this, maybe she should let go of her sister.

"Anna, what part do you not understand when I said I choose you?"

"Elsa, I'm so happy and proud for what you did. Shit, I thought 'wow Elsa really loves me,' but look at you! You're a mess! Do you think I'll be happy seeing you like this?"

"Anna, please." Elsa didn't know what to say anymore. " Just give me time. I—I'm just confused right now. The guilt is eating me alive."

"It's as if you're saying you're not sure of your feelings" Anna said."You know, knowing you love me back made me so happy, and god, I know I'm selfish I want you to be mine, all mine. But now, I know it won't happen."

Anna held Elsa's gaze. "Now I know my dream would always be a dream, and your love is fleeting. You don't have to this, Els, you don't need to torture yourself." Then with a deep breath, "I'm letting you go, Els even though nothing has even started yet. Just go be with Hans."

With a heavy heart, Anna left the room. She didn't understand her sister. Why was she crying and moping when in fact she was breaking up with her boyfriend because she loved Anna more. It should have been easy if Elsa truly loved her. Yes, she would feel guilty but not like this. It was as if she was regretting what she did. These thoughts roamed Anna's mind as she made lied down on her own bed.

Elsa, meanwhile, was shocked and confused of what had just happened. She didn't even know what her true feelings were. Did she really love her sister more than platonic love? Or was it Hans that still owned her heart after all?