Chapter 2- Healers
Astrid stood outside the Healers' cabin while they worked on Hiccup throughout the night. She was pacing back and forth, her Deadly Nadder watching her intently. Astrid's clothing was stained with Hiccup's blood, though she pretended not to notice. They had managed to arrive in record time. She showed up at the Healer's doorstep, banging on the front door and screaming with a half-dead boy in her arms: Help me, you have to save Hiccup.
An hour had to of passed by this point, and they were still working! She was practically going insane out here. It was freezing, her braid was tangled painfully and pulling on her scalp, the nail on her index finger was bent back, and she had a cut down the side of her face; despite all that, she hardly noticed it at all. She didn't care. She was too busy worrying about the freckled boy – the screw up – the Chief's son – she was worried about Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III. She never thought she'd find herself thinking those thoughts. She never thought she would be hyperventilating at the possibility she would never see him again. She had never been this scared before in her life.
Finally, one of the healers stepped outside. Astrid snapped her attention away from the ground and to the Healer, her neck audibly popped at the movement. The Healer had a small smile on his face, which calmed Astrid's uneven heartbeat. "We got him stable, now. He's going to be alright," the Healer told her, softly. Astrid sighed, loudly, and very much unlike herself. She wanted to see him, more than anything in the world. She would give up every second of sleep that she sincerely and quite obviously needed. Sensing this, the Healer answered her thoughts, "he's not awake; but you can see him."
Astrid nearly knocked the Healer down as she ran past him and into the cottage. The room was incredibly tense. The air was heavy and stunk of that sickly metallic stench she recognized as blood. Their instruments were sitting on dirtied rags on an old table. She stepped past them, searching for the Haddock boy.
When she caught sight of his russet hair, she swiftly walked over to him. The tears that she had struggled to hold back finally broke free from her eyes. She didn't sob, able to choke back all sounds for the time being, while the tears poured out of her eyes like waterfalls.
Astrid sat down in the stool beside Hiccup, eyeing him curiously. He looked peaceful, actually peaceful on that very uncomfortable bed. His chest was slightly rising and falling as he breathed. She leaned in and pressed her lips against his cheek. Tears fell across her cheeks and onto his face as she sloppily kissed him, desperately preying she didn't let out a cry. He was alive; everything was going to be alright.
So that the chapter 2! Remember to Review guys! If you like I will post Chapter 3 soon. Let me know!
Heidi x