Anna's POV
Well, today at work sucked. My hair is still sticky, even though I already took a shower. I'm home in my apartment, but I feel as lonely as ever. My neighbor seems to be having a really good time. They've got their radio blaring loud, and I can hear it in every part of my apartment. I don't mind, it's kinda nice. I know all the songs, so I instinctively sing along.
As I'm walking (more like dancing) to the couch, I trip over my shoes, making myself crash into my small coffee table. While doing so, I create quite a ruckus. I try to stand up, but my leg... It feels like I can't move it at all without cringing in pain.
The music next door stops, and I hear hurried foot steps, the opening and closing of a door, and a knock on my door.
"Come in!" I say as tears prick my eyes from the pain coming from my leg.
"Are you okay? I hea- Anna?"
I open my eyes and I wipe away my tears. "K- Kristoff?" I attempt to move out of the fetal position I had curled up in, but I cringe in pain.
"What happened?!" He runs to my side and looks me over, eyes full of concern.
"I tripped and crashed into my coffee table. I'm sure I'll be fine..." I take a deep breath in and bite my lip, trying to contain the pain.
"Anna, you need to go to the hospital. Your leg is probably broken." He reaches down and touches my leg where I'm holding it (aka, my tibia bone, where it hurts the most). I gasp in pain and squeeze my eyes shut. "C'mon, let's get you to the hospital." I feel two strong muscular arms slowly lifting me off the ground, bridal style. I nod my head, and he carries me out of my apartment.
A/N: Sorry for such a short chapter! I'll have the next chapter up ASAP.
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