Anna's POV

"Anna! Wait! Please!"

I ignored my aunt's calls, urging my feet to move faster, my tears falling at the same pace. I bumped into a few people due to blurry vision, swallowing down my guilt at not saying sorry to them. I don't have time for apologies. I need to get away, to be alone. I want to be left alone. I need to think. I...I need to breathe!

I don't bother with the elevators, but I trick my aunt into thinking I did by pressing the down button and then quickly descending down the stairs. I know I'm probably being too dramatic, but don't I have a right?

My sister just told me that my boyfriend is cheating on me and that he attacked her. How else am I supposed to react? And why, for the love of chocolate cheesecake, are there so many stairs? What floor was I on when I started? Jesus, forget flying cars, we need to focus on creating teleportation pods or something.

When I finally make it to the first floor, I scan the hospital's lobby for my aunt, and when she was nowhere to be seen, I speed-walked my way out, wiping my eyes so no one would see me and think my loved one died. God, if Elsa had died...I don't know what I'd do.

If...If Hans really did hurt her...and if she did die...I...I'd kill him. I'd kill him for sure. O-Or I'd find someone to do it. I...I swear it.

But he didn't! He didn't hurt Elsa. He isn't cheating on me. This is all some big mistake. A lie! Elsa is lying because she hates him. She's a liar. She's jealous. She's…

My sister.

I sit down on one of the benches outside, the fresh air doing me no good, and I break down crying again.

Who am I kidding? Elsa would never lie about this. There's still a lot I need to learn about her, but I know her better than that. She's not the type of person to lie about being harassed by someone she doesn't like. And I...I left her thinking that I viewed her as that. Oh my god, what's wrong with me? I'm a horrible sister.

I don't know how long I sat on the bench crying, but I do know that my tears and aching heart were caused by multiple reasons. For not believing Elsa and making a scene where she now probably thinks I'm the worst sister on the planet, for wanting it all to be a lie even if it means Elsa being exposed as a bad person, for Hans cheating on me and hurting my sister, for believing it when I'm supposed to stay loyal...but to who? Elsa or Hans?

And the answer is so easy. I truly don't have to think about it at all. It's Elsa. I've wanted a relationship with her for years, and I've finally gotten it. I'd risk every romantic relationship if it means having a relationship with my sister. I don't want her to go back to isolating herself. I don't want her to push me away again, but...I feel like I ruined that.

I'd push me away too if I were her.

"Anna?"

My face was buried in my hands, and when I heard my name, I gasp and look up. Aunt Arianna stood to the side of the bench, peering down at me with eyes full of tears as well. She didn't say anything, neither did I, but she knew what I wanted and she gave it to me.

She sat down on the bench, leaving no space between us, and wrapped her arms around me. I cried into the crook of her neck as I held her tight. She rocked me back and forth, shushing me and whispering soothing words. Eventually I calm down, but my heart still ached.

"Why would he do such a thing?" I say, my voice hoarse.

"You mean she?" Says my aunt, thinking that I meant Elsa.

"No," I pull away from her shoulder and wipe the tears away from my cheeks. "I meant he. As in Hans."

Confusion flashes in her apple green eyes and she says: "Wait, so...you believe your sister then?"

I blush in embarrassment. Of course she'd ask that. After how I acted earlier in the room, how could she not? "Yes," I say, not breaking eye contact with her and hoping she'd believe me. "I know it...didn't seem like that a moment ago, but...I wasn't thinking straight at that moment. But I know my sister. Sometimes I think I know her more than my own self even if there's still so much I have to learn about her. She would never lie about this. I hope she can forgive me for thinking that she did. It's just...all too much, ya know?"

Arianna nods as she rubs my back comfortingly. "I know, sweetheart. It's a lot to take in, even for your Uncle and I. Your parents will feel the same when they find out. I just wish they would answer. And of course Elsa will forgive you. I'm just glad you've decided to believe her now instead of much later. Time is so very precious."

I nod but say nothing in return. Instead, I take a deep breath in and finally say: "So...what are we going to do? About Hans?"

My aunt is silent, knowing I'm not going to like her answer, but I already know what it is. "He's going to be arrested." She says, solemnly. "That's all I know for now."

I nod again and held back tears. "Okay. It's...it's what he deserves."

I wish my mind went blank, but it kept storming with questions. Why did he hurt my sister? Why was he there in the first place? Was he there to see the person he's been cheating on me with? Elsa said she saw them last week. She's kept this from me for a whole week! Why would she do that? Is that why she confronted Hans? Did Hans hurt her because he was afraid of being exposed?

But most importantly…

Where is Hans now?

He left after being patched up yesterday when he and Elsa were brought to the hospital. Is it possible that he's now on the run? Why didn't he just leave her after waking up from being knocked out? Didn't he know Elsa would snitch him out? That she would tell the truth about what happened? Why would he risk his life?

And who was it that saved her? It wasn't any of our friends. So who could it have possibly been? Why didn't he stick around? What if, after beating Hans unconscious, that Hans decided to kidnap Elsa after waking up? That question should have been in my sister's savior's mind. He shouldn't have left her. If Hans had kidnapped my sister, then his beating would have been for nothing.

Which leads me back to my previous question: Why didn't the man stick around to call for help? Who the hell is he? Why did Hans call for help when he's the one who hurt her and will pay for his actions? Surely he must have known that Elsa wouldn't keep quiet, so surely he's on the run.

But he could have ran as soon as he became conscious again. So maybe...maybe there's good in him after all? Why call for help? Unless he wants to go to jail, but if not then why bother? Is there still good in him?

"Let's go back inside, shall we?" says my aunt, snapping me from my thoughts "You and your sister seriously need to talk. We also need to try contacting your parents again." She holds her hand out for me and I take it. Once I was on my feet, I remove my hand and link it through her arm, relishing in the contact that I so desperately needed.

We walk in silence as we made our way back inside, neither of us saying a word until the elevator door slides open and reveals one of the doctors that helped Elsa, and with him our dear friend.

"Kristoff?" I say, surprised even though I know I shouldn't be. He and the rest of our friends were all here yesterday. So perhaps he's back for a visit. None of them wanted to leave yesterday, Jack especially. It took Tooth forever to convince him, and even when he agreed, Bunny still had to escort him out because of Jack's reluctancy.

Kristoff awkwardly glances at Dr. Stone, who I swear seems oddly familiar to me, and then awkwardly waves at me. "Uh...hey Anna. How are you doing?"

"I'm…" not good. Definitely not good. "...feeling better than Elsa. Are you here to see her?"

Kristoff nods. "And you." His face goes beat red, and I think mine does too at his sudden sweetness. Awww. "As well as my grandfather." He gestures to Dr. Stone and I swear my jaw dropped to the floor.

This adorable and old, African American doctor, who I swear I've seen before but know that I haven't, is Kristoff's grandfather?! "Oh my gosh! I've heard so much about you!" And it's true, I have heard a lot about him from Kristoff. I just didn't know or couldn't remember his name. "It's nice to properly meet you by the way, Dr. Stone. Thank you for everything you and Dr. Lake have done with my sister."

"Yes," my aunt agrees. "Thank you. She's awake now. Have you seen her yet?"

Dr. Stone shakes his head. "No, I have not, but I will as soon as I can. How is she feeling?"

Aunt Arianna and I share a knowing look, and once again there goes my guilt, eating away at me at my core. "She's," started my aunt, "hurting more emotionally than physically. It's a lot to handle."

"She is sore though," I add, hoping that will be enough for him to see her sooner.

Dr. Stone nods. "As soon as I get done with my next patient, Dr. Lake and I will stop by. I will see you then." He then turns to his grandson. "And I will see you at home. Be safe."

"I will," Kristoff promises.

Dr. Stone exists the elevator while my aunt and I enter it, Kristoff staying in place as he presses the button for our floor. "Jack is here too, by the way," he says, and I'm glad he's quick to start conversation.

I already feel awkward about everything; I wouldn't have been able to deal with the awkward silence on the ride up. "Oh yeah?" I question, remembering how he acted yesterday. God, he was so frantic. Way more than myself I think. I wonder if Elsa had told him what had just happened between us. She's probably telling him right now as we speak.

"Yeah," says Kris, keeping his eyes on the elevator doors and his hands in his jean pockets. "He wanted to drop by early this morning, but no one would take him due to being busy, not having a car, not having money for Uber or gas, or not wanting to get his hopes up in case Elsa wasn't awake. To be honest, I think that was everyone's real reason."

"Was it yours?"

"Yes."

"So why are you here now?"

"I gave in too easily. I told Jack that I'd be his ride, but that we weren't going to step foot inside the hospital until we got word that Elsa woke up. The last thing I wanted to do was bring him inside and not have him leave. He was very hesitant to agree, but luckily he did. So we waited around town nearby, texting Rapunzel every two hours, until finally, a few minutes ago," he looks at me and gives me a comforting smile, "she informs us that Elsa woke up."

His smile makes me smile...until I remember what I did when Elsa woke up.

Kristoff chuckles before continuing. "You should have seen him. Jack took off running toward the hospital as soon as he got your cousin's text. We were about a block away I think. I've never seen him run so fast."

I smile, very fond of the idea of Jack having a crush on my sister, but also feeling a slight twitch of jealousy. She's never wanted romance, as far as I'm aware, and for me it's literally been my dream. And now that dream has been turned into a nightmare. So yes, if Jack and Elsa do end up together I'll be super stoked, but I won't deny the jealousy that I know will appear at Elsa basically living my dream, but maybe...maybe this is a good thing? Somehow. I don't know exactly how, but...somehow.

"Sounds to me," says my aunt, who I completely forgot was with us, "that he has a crush on my niece." She raises an eyebrow in question towards Kristoff, silently asking him if she's correct.

Kristoff chuckles and politely says, "That's what everyone believes."

"Well, I mean," I start, remembering our time at the Fair, "he did almost kiss her on the Ferris Wheel."

My aunt's eyes land on me next, wide as salad plates. "He did what?"

Oh crap. Elsa doesn't know I saw her and Jack. I've been wanting to talk with her about what I saw all week, but I kept forgetting to bring it up. So much has happened since Fall Break started. I mean we spent every day at the Fair. Of course I'm going to be distracted and forget. And now that Arianna knows, she might mention it to Elsa.

"Don't tell her that I saw!" I blurt out, panicked.

"That depends on what it was you exactly saw," says my aunt as she crosses her arms and gives me a stern look, pausing to let me speak.

"It happened during our first day at the Fair," I begin, hoping that I wouldn't get my sister in trouble, which I don't see could be possible. Arianna loves love. Just like me. Why would she be mad that Elsa experienced her first kiss? Or what I think is her first kiss. "We were on the Ferris Wheel behind Jack and Elsa's cart, and we saw what looked like Jack leaning in for a kiss, but a kiss never happened, which I honestly don't know why. I mean, the setting was so romantic and perfect-"

"Not the point, Anna," Kristoff interrupts, and I poke his ribs.

"Don't interrupt," going back to my aunt, " Anyway, while they didn't kiss, Elsa did rest her head on Jack's shoulder and he rested his head on top of hers-Wait! I actually have pictures! I sent them to Rapunzel. I was going to send them to the other girls, but somebody," I gesture to Kristoff, "told me not to gossip, which it wasn't by the way. It's just sharing information. That's all. He even managed to convince Rapunzel and Flynn not to say anything either because apparently they saw it too-"

"You're rambling," Kristoff interrupts again and keeps going, only he's talking to my aunt now. "I just felt it was something that shouldn't have been addressed with the whole group and even with Jack and Elsa. It's their business alone that no one else," he's gesturing to me now, "needs to be a part of."

I roll my eyes at this. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever you say Mr. Love Expert. Which you are not-"

"Neither are you," he interrupts again, "But I know real love experts, I live with them, so my word is of higher value."

I open my mouth to retort back, but finally Arianna cuts in. "Okay, I feel like if I don't stop your bickering, Anna's claws are going to come out soon."

I smirk as I examine my nails, painted magenta and royal blue to match my Halloween costume that I wore two days ago, and say: "If it were to come to that, he'd be fine. We're in a hospital after all."

"Oh ha ha," Kristoff says, sarcastically and I grin.

Until I remember why we're in the hospital to begin with.

All because of Hans.

And that instantly brought my mood down again. I didn't even realize that quarreling with Kristoff had lifted my mood until it was brought down again at the thought of my...my ex. Calling my boyfriend was already strange, but calling him my ex now? Even weirder. And while he's now my ex, he's also known as my sister's attacker. That's what he'll always be to her, and I...I feel like I could have prevented it somehow.

Would we still have ended up here if I never gave Hans a chance? If I hadn't have formed that instant crush on him and said no to his proposal for marriage and his proposal to date him? If I had listened to my sister would we still end up where we are now? Would we still have gotten here if I was a better girlfriend? What was it that I did wrong?

If he was unsatisfied with the lack of affection that's all on him! I wanted to kiss him so badly, but he was so insistent that we wait. I don't know why, maybe he was already seeing Lara or whoever and felt guilty, I don't know...but if that's his reasoning then it's total bullshit!

The elevator reaches our floor, opening up with a ding, and the three of us step out. "So before we get to the room," says my aunt, slowing down her walking, "Should I expect my niece and Jack to be in a lip-locked embrace?"

I giggle at the romantic image. "As much as I'd like to see that, I doubt it. Elsa is a private person. She would never kiss him in front of Rapunzel and Frederick. And while I'm 99.9% sure she has a crush on Jack and vice versa, there's a chance there really isn't any romantic feelings at all. Which I don't believe, but you never know."

Compared to the other boys, she's more lively when she's with him, and yes I do ship them hardcore and would die if they got together, but Elsa is kind of hard to read. From the way she's been acting around him these last few weeks, which is completely different from how she was around him in the beginning, one would get the idea that she's crushing on him for sure. Not expressively, but not exactly secretly either. It's kind of obvious when she stares at him that she feels something.

But like I said, she's hard to read. What I see as a potential romance could quite possibly just be friendship. I hope not, but if I were to use logic, logic would tell me that Jack isn't Elsa's type. Elsa is the complete opposite from Jack, she would never go for someone so...childish. Which there is totally nothing wrong with. I'm childish myself; it's a trait I respect deep within my core.

But does Elsa respect that trait? I sure hope they have an opposites attract kind of love.

Kristoff nudges me with his elbow and says, "See? You're finally learning."

I nudge him back. "Shut up, Mountain Man." I look back at my aunt. "We may find Jack caressing Elsa's cheek though. He did that at the Fair too before we got on the Ferris Wheel. Elsa's face was super red!"

That was one of the moments that started to make me suspicious.

But of course Kristoff couldn't agree. "He didn't necessarily caress her cheek. He brushed some hair on her face away. There's a difference."

I scoff at his ridiculousness. "Um I'm pretty sure I saw him caress her cheek. Either way involves his hand gently touching her face."

Aunt Arianna chuckles as she shakes her head. "Okay, well I suppose I should expect the unexpected, and I promise I won't say a word of my knowledge of Elsa's possible crush. It's like Kristoff said, it's their business alone."

I glance at Kristoff, expecting him to display a prideful smile, and sure enough he was. He was also already looking at me when my eyes landed on him, as though he was expecting me to look at him in annoyance. Perhaps we're already at the friendship level where we know how the other is going to react.

"You are absolutely right, Mrs. Corona," Kristoff says as he looks away from me.

"Oh please," says my aunt with a laugh, "call me Arianna. Or Ari if you'd like. Anna was named loosely after me, so it's easier if you address me as Ari. But Arianna is fine too. Whichever you prefer, dear."

Kristoff nods. "Of course, Ari. "

My aunt smiles and pats his shoulder. "Good, let's hurry on then. I need to speak with my husband before anything else."

And I knew it was so she could ask if he contacted the police. I stop in my tracks at the thought, causing my friend and aunt to stop too.

"Anna-" Arianna starts but I cut her off.

"I'm sorry auntie, but…" I look away, ashamed of myself. "I...can I...not be present when you and Frederick talk about...you know. I'm embarrassed to confront Elsa too. I just...can I…" I stopped talking altogether, blushing in embarrassment at not even being able to form a complete sentence.

And maybe that's because Kristoff's eyes are on me.

My aunt's worried eyes soften in understanding. She walks over to me and hugs me tightly. "Take as much time as you need. Just don't leave the hospital, okay?"

I nod against her shoulder and say: "Yes, ma'am." She releases me then and turns to Kristoff, saying: "Will you stay with her?"

I wanted to retort, to tell her that I don't need a babysitter, especially Kristoff, but I didn't have the energy to. "Of course," he says and comes to my side.

When he makes it to me, Arianna gives my hand a squeeze, smiles weakly, and walks away. I watch as she walks down the rest of the hall, and didn't leave until I see her turn the corner into the next corridor. I didn't even wait for Kristoff. I spun around and took off, my heart wanting to leave, my stomach wanting to eat, and my brain knowing exactly where to go.

"So where are we going?" Kristoff asks, which is not what I thought he was going to say. I thought he was going to tell me to slow down or ask me what's troubling me.

"The cafeteria," I answer. "Are you hungry? I have money. I don't mind paying for anything you want." Wait why did I ask that? I want to be left alone for a while. Or do I? I guess subconsciously I really don't. After all...no one wants to be alone. Even when people think that's what they want.

Kristoff nods. "Sure, I can eat. Thanks."

"You're welcome."

No other words were exchanged at all after that. Our walk to the elevator, the ride downstairs, and the walk to the cafeteria was all done in silence and surprisingly it wasn't uncomfortable. It was...peaceful. Calming. But then it got to the point where my curiosity couldn't take it anymore.

"Okay, I'm curious," I finally say, breaking the silence between us as we stood in line. "You obviously must know or have a feeling that something is up, so why haven't you asked?"

He was eyeing the menu when I asked this and not once did his eyes leave the screen. "Not my business, but since you brought it up...what's happening?"

And of course, I can't find myself to answer.

Kristoff looks over at me when he's greeted with silence and says, "Shit is it that bad? You told my grandpa that Elsa is fine. What's-"

"Not here," I interrupt as I look around, looking for any people who looked like they were eavesdropping. "I'll tell you when we sit down."

Kristoff nods and opens his mouth to say more, but the person behind the counter finally comes to us, and my eyes widen at the sight.

A chubby, snow white face, painted with freckles, and hatted with brown curly hair stared at me with pretty brown eyes and buck teeth. A face I haven't seen in ages.

"Hi there guys! What can I get for ya?" He says, still as bubbly as ever. Oh my goodness he hasn't changed at all!

And only one word managed to come out of my agaped mouth.

"Olaf?!"