Is It True? (Kristanna) EDITING

Chapter 9

As soon as the lecture was over, I dashed into the hallway, not even bothering to say goodbye to Kristoff or... Hans. Hate and heartbreak overpower all of my other emotions as I silently begin to cry. I had tried to contain my grief, but to no avail. Tears streamed down my face, but I was quick to wipe them away to keep anyone from noticing.

Due to the thirty minute gap between geography and history, I'm able to head back to my shared dorm room to freshen up and let out all of my pent up emotions. My hurried steps get me "home" quicker than normal and I'm soon engulfed by the comforting silence of being totally alone.

My back hits the door as soon as it's closed and I put a hand over my mouth in an attempt to muffle my cries, but it's useless. I drop my things on the ground and don't even bother to move myself away from the door before breaking down into hysterical sobs.

How could I be so clueless?

Why did I have to be so naive?

Why him, of all people?

Why didn't I just listen to Elsa?

I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket, but choose to ignore it. Who ever it is, they surely can-

The ringtone assigned to Elsa's contact begins playing, and I begrudgingly take my phone out and answer the call, attempting to sound cheerful. "Hello?"

"Yo, where are you? We normally meet early for History..." I could hear the total normality of her voice with a touch of concern and curiosity.

"Oh, I just needed to grab something from the dorm. I'll be there in a sec."

"Awesome sauce. I'll see ya soon!" She hangs up before I could say anything else, just like normal.

I pull my phone away from my face, and I'm about to set it down when a text makes it vibrate in my hand. Since the end of class, I had gotten 14 notifications... 3 of which are texts from Hans.

"Hey, where'd you go?"

"Anna?"

"I'm going to assume you went to your dorm... I'm coming over."

No.

No, no.

Oh, hell no.

I rapidly unlock my phone, open messages, and type a hurried reply to him.

"No need. I'm on my way out right now. Meet you in class?"

I wait with baited breath for his reply. I just want to get rid of him, right now... but I can't bring myself to do or say anything. I'm terrified of what he might say or do. I've always been someone who put others needs in front of their own... so the thought of breaking up with Hans almost seemed selfish in my mind...

"K, see ya"

A breath, that I didn't even know I was holding in, escapes my lungs in a sigh of relief. I don't want to have to see him... but I just... I can't explain it. I feel like I'm the guilty one here. Like I should be the one in trouble for snooping into Hans's private life. But another part of me is just itching to get my hands on that bastard and strangle him to death.

I decided to check my other notifications, hoping to calm myself down before cleaning my tear stained face.

5 snapchats.

2 notifications from Instagram.

1 text from... Kristoff.

A small smile was brought to my face as I thought of my dorky blond haired friend. I opened the message from him to see something that made me smile even more.

"What do you get when you drop a piano down a mine shaft?"

I begin racking my brain for the answer to the joke, but I can't think of anything. Thus my response of, "what?", shows him exactly that.

"A-flat minor."

After reading the pun, a small laugh manages to sneak out of me...

Thank God for friends like Kristoff.

~•~•~•~short time skip~•~•~•~

"You're not being honest with me." Hans stops me in the hall, grabbing my shoulder, forcing me to face him. "Please, tell me what's wrong or I'll make you." His tone was slightly threatening towards the end of his statement.

We had been walking for a while now, and he had asked me multiple times if I was okay or if something was bothering me. Each time, I responded with some form of the simple lie, "I'm okay." Sadly, since we had been spending so much time together recently, he was quick to see through my lies. He wouldn't stop probing me for the truth, which I wasn't going to give him.

"I said I'm-" My sentence was roughly cut off by Hans smashing his lips against mine. It was easy to resist kissing him back at first, but memories of past kisses, sweet nothings, warm hugs, singing duets... it was almost as if he was a drug. He numbed my sense of reason, making it difficult to refuse him. I wanted so badly to push him away and tell him to stay out of my life, but I couldn't. I don't know why, I just couldn't.

He soon removes himself from me, a small smile gracing his (disgustingly) handsome face. "So, I'll ask once more... what's wrong?"

"Are you cheating on me?" The sudden boldness of my words shocks even me, but the look of shock on Hans's face is one I'll never forget. I'm asking this because if he's honest, then that's a little better... easier for me to drop him. If he lies, everything becomes much more messy...

I can see him faking innocence, and it's making me sick. "Anna, you know I'd never do something like that." He places a gentle kiss on my forehead, and I have to refrain from punching him right then and there.

Liar. I stated plainly in my head. I opened my mouth to make a comment, only to be cut off for the hundredth time today.

"Anna!" Elsa's excited voice interrupts the rude words about to start flowing from my mouth, and it's probably better that she did. "There you are." She smiles as she jogs over to where Hans and I are standing. "Are y'all ready to head to History now?"

I bite my tongue in order to restrain myself from shouting all sorts of horrible things at the stupidly handsome man standing next to me. "Yup." My terse reply was all it took for Elsa to notice something wasn't quite right.

She gave me a look that seemed to say, 'what went wrong?'

All I can do is mouth, 'later'. Hoping she'll understand and have some patience with me.