Disclamer: I don't own the characters of How to train your dragon, or Una, or Boden
A.N. I decided while writing this chapter to change the settings from Viking times to the modern city of Dragon City, and I'm to lazy to go back and change chapter 1. So deal with it, but if enough people bug me about it, I'll change it.
Stoick drove to the hospital, when he arrived he kicked the door open, yelling for help, his voice slightly hoarse from the screaming. "HELP, DAMNIT!" a nurse stared horrified at Hiccup, and then quickly urged Stoick to lay him on a bed while everyone rushed to get what they needed to save his life.
This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong
Who would have guessed it
I will not leave alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like it's not too late
It's never too late
Stoick never left his son's side. He didn't notice the dozens of nurses and doctors scurrying around him, struggling to save Hiccup. Transfusions, blood everywhere. Stoick didn't notice anything but the paleness of Hiccup's skin, how his hand felt cold. Stoick kept his tears back, unwilling to cry, even if his son was nearly dead. He felt both angry, yet sad at the same time. He was angry that Hiccup had done something so stupid, that Hiccup was so willing to die. And yet, Stoick was caught in a vortex of sorrow, which swirled around the questions 'Why didn't I notice? Why couldn't I tell something was wrong? Why didn't he tell me?'
Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late
It seemed like forever, although it was only 15 minutes. They had rushed to save Hiccup's life, and finally he was stable. Well, as stable as he could be. They left Stoick where he was, gripping Hiccup's hand, and watching him breathe. It looked as if Stoick was worried that the next breath wouldn't come. Luckily, it did, and Stoick could relax until the worry for the next breath came. Stoick held Hiccup's hand to his face, wishing that it wasn't so cold. He fought with his tears. An leader needed to be strong, he couldn't be weak now. Especially when Hiccup needed his strength. He called Valka and told her what had happened. She said she would be right over with there other son and daughter.
Later:
Una burst in tears flowing from her eyes. "BIG BROTHER!"
No one will ever see
This side reflected
And if there's something wrong
Who would have guessed it
And I have left alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like
It's not too late
It's never too late
He was always smiling. He was always kind, and cordial. He rarely lost his temper, and he had so much compassion. You would never know it from looking at him, that Hiccup Haddock was suicidal. He had certainly fooled his family. After all, with hiccup always so happy and caring towards one and all how could anyone figure that Hiccup wanted to kill himself? Valka stroked the back of Hiccup's hand, while Una sobbed by his side. Boden sat their stunned unable to grasp the fact that his brother was on the brink of death.
Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late
It was a couple of hours, before Hiccup woke up. Everyone was already asleep, but Stoick was awake. He had been waiting for Hiccup to wake up. Waiting to see his green eyes open again. Hiccup's eyes slowly opened. He painfully pulled himself up, and he sighed and looked sorrowfully at his wrists. Only, it didn't look as if he was sad because he did it, but sad that it didn't work. Stoick touched his son's arm. "Hiccup." Hiccup looked at him in shock. " Dad…"
The world we knew
Won't come back
The time we've lost
Can't get back
The life we had
Won't bleed us again
This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong
Allen looked away quickly. "Dad…. I'm.."
"Stupid." Stoick finished. Hiccup looked up. "Excuse me?"
"You're stupid… How could you have done that? How could you be that stupid?" Stoick asked, grabbing Hiccup's arm. Hiccup blinked, then looked away again. " You wouldn't understand." Stoick glared darkly, growling lightly. "I… wouldn't understand.. Is that what you just said? " Hiccup didn't look back, and didn't say anything. Stoick forced Hiccup to look at him. "Son…. Of course I don't understand. You never said anything. Never even gave me a hint that something was wrong. I want to understand. Why can't you just tell me?"
"Because it wasn't your burden to bear."
Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late
Maybe we'll turn it around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late (It's never too late)
It's not too late
It's never too late
Hiccp gasped in surprise when Stoick embraced him, holding him closely. " Stupid. It doesn't have to be just your burden. I can help you. Just let me." He whispered quietly. Hiccup couldn't fight back the tears as he clutched to his dad, unable to do anything but hide his face in Stoick's surprisingly warm form. Stoick held Hiccup as his eldest son sobbed into his chest, revealing a pain that he had hidden for so long. They stood like that long after Hiccup had finally stopped sobbing, and had fallen asleep again. Stoick allowed one tear to fall.
".. HIccup."