Hey guys! since most of you guys wanted a part two to this, so I did for guys cause I love you so much :) It won't be as long but it will be good I promise! This wil be the last chapter, so sorry not so sorry, hope you understand.

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Warning this chapter contains father and son fluff! If you do not like that then don't fucking read it bitch!

Spare Me Your Judgement

Chapter Two

I Own Nothing

Stoick's P.O.V

I held my son in my arms as he released his last breaths. I ran my fingers through his hair, his face was still pale from the large amount of blood lose. His green eyes were red and puffy from all the screaming and crying. I wasn't going to let him go, not for a long time.

What have I done to my baby?

My mind kept replaying when I found him, he was laying on the ground as blood was pouring out of him like a river. Tears were rolling down my eyes as I looked down at him, I thought he was dead when I got to him, I thought he had bleed out, I kept yelling at him to wake up, then I saw his eyes roll to the back his head. I saw his wrist, they were all cut up and scarred up.

My heart dropped, I thought he was dead, then I placed my head on his chest. I heard a heartbeat, I could jumped for joy right then and there.

Getting him back to Berk wasn't easy, I had ride on Toothless while SkullCrusher had to ride without me, but that wasn't the hard part, the hard part was trying to keep Hiccup awake, I couldn't let him go into shock. I kept talking to him, telling to hold on.

Odin that had to be one of the worse things I had ever gone through. I thought him killing the Red Death was bad, but this...just took it to a new level. My own son, tried taking on Alvin the Treacherous and he some how by the gods succeeded, him and almost all of the outcast are dead.

My little boy had taken out one of my enemies on his own, why? because he didn't feel loved or respected by me or by the others. I overheard me and Gobber talking about him, calling him weak and defenceless, I regret every word I said. Nothing but guilt is consuming me now, for the last fifteen years I haven't been a father to Hiccup, all I have been is a horrible father. Hiccup would cause himself pain so he could escape from his troubles, so he didn't have to feel shame or pain from me.

I was never home, I was always busy with the village. I never put my son first when I should have, but I was too blind to see that. There were times where I started to forget I even had a son, was so caught up in my own things, I just started to forget who I was.

I looked down at my little boy, he was so small so frail. I did this to him, I broke him down and pushed him away. He wanted to die because of me and everyone else that has pushed him away, all the years of neglect and abuse have come back to haunt me. He felt so alone and unloved that he wanted to die.

Then I heard the door open. It was Gobber.

"How is he?" He asked.

I sighed shaking my head at him, trying to hold back my emotions.

"That bad huh?"

"You have no idea, Gobber." I said softly as looked down at Hiccup, he was fast asleep.

Gobber sat on the edge of his bed looking at him."Poor lad has been through a lot." Looking at him with worried eyes."I can't believe he did that." referring to what had happened earlier with Alvin.

"This is all my fault." I whispered, while I ran my fingers through Hiccup's soft brown hair, causing him to stir in his sleep.

"No it isn't."

"YES...it is." I said sternly at him."I did this to him."

Gobber looked at me sadly."Stoick..." he trailed off.

"He over heard us at the Mead Hall," I said gravely."He overheard us talking about him, Hiccup was planning to take out Alvin on his own." Guilt was taking over my voice with each word I said made me want to scream."He knew what he was doing Gobber...he went on and killed him and tried killing himself." I could feel the tears coming from the corner of my eyes.

"I tried to be a good father and I failed." I choked out.

"You didn't fail him Stoick." he sighed." A lot of things have been happening lately, you were just trying your best." He said trying to comfort me the best way he could, but it wasn't working one bit. Just because I was trying to protect Hiccup, doesn't mean I wasn't being a good parent. For god's sake I drove my own baby to suicide...Suicide! What kind of a parent does that!

What would Val say? she would be ashamed of me if she could see us now. Valka is looking down at me full of nothing but anger and shame, I wouldn't blame her one bit for being angry at me. I felt so sick to my stomach right now.

"That still isn't an excuse." I glared at him while clutching Hiccup in my arms, then he stirred a bit more, I hushed him softly to got to sleep. Watching Hiccup suffering from the pain made me want it to take it all away. But I couldn't, if I could I would, gods why was this happening?

We both waited in silence until Gobber cleared his throat." I better go." He got up."Let me know when he wakes up, ya?" I nodded as he left the house.

I sighed, resting my large hand on Hiccups frail cheek. He's been asleep for almost an hour now, he's going to need all the sleep he can get.

Hiccup's P.O.V

I had been asleep for hours, my mind had drifted in my fathers arms after my yelling match with him. He grabbed me and cuddle me in his arms, he was angry with me he just wanted me to be safe and loved. But of course I had to be the stubborn one here and scream at him.

My started to open slowly, I looked around. I was down stairs right next to the fire place, I guess my dad moved me so I get warm, I wasn't in his arms no more, just wrapped up in a few fur blankets. Toothless was fast asleep already in the corner. I propped myself up, sitting up all the way, I searched the room for my dad but he was no where to be seen.

I laid back down because of my wounds, they were still throbbing with pain.

I ran my hand over my sighed, my mind kept replaying the scene from outcast island, Toothless setting the entire place up in smoke, me killing Alvin so I could feel redemption for myself. I wanted to make my father proud of me, but all I did was make things worse for him, all I am is a burden to my father. I didn't want to be a problem for him, I was already a problem from the start and always will be.

All I wanted from him, was love and to be loved. But I won't get it from him.

My father pities me for my weakness, he held me in his arms as I wept for his forgivness. He must think I am pathetic, that I'm nothing but a runt to him.

Then I heard something I looked up and saw my father.

He knelt down next to me, slowly picking me up in his arms, I snuggled right next to his shoulder, resting my head on him.'How are you?" He asked with worried eyes.

"I'm okay." I whispered.

"You sure?" He asked again.

I winced again at the stab wound on my hip and shoulder, it would hurt like hell to move at times.

"Easy son, easy." He said softly as he arched me lower on his lap.

W both sat there in silence for a few moments, until I looked up at him with my green eyes.

"I'm so sorry." I choked out to him, trying so hard to hold back the tears from him, but I failed as they flooded from my eyes like a river.

"Hiccup shhh." he hushed me by wiping my tears away." I already told you, you have nothing to be sorry for." He cuddle me closely."This is my fault Hiccup, if you want to blame someone, then please...just blame me."

I shook my head."Dad...I-" He cut me off.

"No Hiccup." He said sternly to me."I'm the reason your like this, and I'm going to do everything in my power to help you, okay?"

I nodded.

"Everything is going to be alright." He said as a tear slipped from his eye."I'm here now." He pressed me against his large chest.

"I love you Hiccup."

"I love you too dad." I whispered.