Healing Hearts

Rated; M for Mature

Pairing; HunterXAmy(HiccupXAstrid)

Author; Nightstar Fury

Disclaimer; I do not own anything HTTYD related-not the movies, shows, shorts, or series. I also don't own any of the songs that I may or may not use in the story. Everything belongs to it's original artist or creator!

4; His Baby

{Normal POV}

It had been a month since that day where Hunter left as soon as the bell rang from music class after telling everyone that his girlfriend, or former now, had killed herself back when he was sixteen and he had walked into her bedroom to find her hanging by a beam already dead. For a small group he was always in class with, they were beginning to feel like Amy had been right from that day-more specifically at lunch when she said that there was more to Hunter than they were seeing. In the last month, all the really saw was him falling into random attacks, taking a smoke break every class for a minute or two, he always sat alone at lunch and didn't say a word to anyone. Even getting to answer in class was a chore, he always looked pissed off and ready to kill if it could be said that way. However, the guy did turn in his assignments on time and usually scored in the A or B range. Only a month and he had a high grade in every class than even Flynn, who originally had the highest with a B average.

Something else they noticed was the he always looked tired, like he hadn't slept in days. They tried to ask a few times if he was okay-but he ignored it and went about his business with his loyal wolf dog at his side. With it being November now, they knew he was eighteen today. In honesty, they wondered if his mood would be any better given it was his birthday. For Hunter, he didn't care so much. He was only turning eighteen-what did that matter. Another year older, another reminder of the years he lost because of his father. The time this morning was 6:25am, just over half and hour until school started, his mother Vivian Ostberg was already starting her celebrations for him.

"Happy birthday son!" his mother exclaimed as she placed down a plate of pancakes in front of him with a one and eight candle lit on the top. Hunter rolled his eyes and gave a smile, at least she was trying to make him feel better. Birthdays for him since turning fifteen were just the reminder of his fifteenth birthday when his father did something unforgivable and it was part of the reason currently that he hated the man and refused to use the last name anymore. Even his mother went back to her maiden name: Ostberg. Hunter used it now too, he wanted no connection to his father. What he did three years ago was something Hunter would never forget or forgive him for.

"Thanks, Mom..." Hunter gave a small smile as he blew out the candles and his mother removed them while Hunter began to eat.

"I can't believe my little boy is eighteen today!" Vivian exclaimed as she hugged him from the side. "We're going out for dinner tonight. Anywhere you want to go or we can order take out?" she asked him.

"It doesn't matter to me, Mom...I just wanna get though school," Hunter stated taking another bite, he wasn't all that hungry-but that was probably due to the fact he'd been drinking last night. His mother knew he drank, just not how hard the alcohol was. Vivian had said she didn't mind as long as he wasn't doing anything illegal like before and didn't do it outside of the house by himself. Now that he was eighteen, he could go drinking at bars.

"Well, you think about it and let me know when I come pick you up at 3pm." Vivian smiled as she kissed the top of his head as she went about cleaning up the house while Hunter ate his breakfast. At 6:50am, the two and Toothless got into the SUV and headed to the school, Hunter only telling himself: here we go again. Only six months left of this and that was it. He honestly couldn't wait.

(Berk Isle High)

Hunter reached the school, went to his locker first, got his books for the first few classes of the day: Algebra, Science, Language Arts, Health, and of Study Hall. There was no book for Health, so just the first three subjects of the day. Hunter went to the bathroom after that-threw up once or twice from the hang over. Thankfully he remembered to bring a few pieces of bread with him, and a can of sprite-his hangover cure. Hunter ate one piece of bread and drank the can of sprite down a minute before the bell rang, he got to class just before the door was closed.

"Cutting it pretty close there, Mr. Ostberg..." said Mrs. Sevmar.

"Sorry. Mom's car wouldn't start this morning, had to get a jump from the neighbors...won't happen again." Hunter stated while taking his seat, Toothless beside him. After that, class began with a pop quiz then a new lesson for them to work on. Hours passed bringing the time to 10am, health class. Hunter groaned a bit, his headache wasn't fading like it normally did-maybe he'd go to the nurse and get an aspirin for it if it didn't stop by lunch time rolled around. Hunter turned the corner to get to G-1 when he heard someone call to him.

"Hunter?" he turned quickly and saw a large man standing there. Hunter recognized him right away and scoffed as he closed his eyes and continued walking. Vince, Sonny, Randy, Travis, Flynn, Amy, and Roxanne weren't far behind him when they saw the quick encounter. The man was the truancy officer, his job was to make sure no one left during school hours or wasted time in the hallways-how did he know Hunter who supposedly just moved to Berk a month ago? Something seemed...off all of a sudden. The man briskly walked after Hunter, trying to get past the mass of students making their way to their next class before the bell rang. "Hunter!" he called again.

Hunter reached his class and sighed heavily, angrily almost. 'Why the hell is he here?!' Hunter thought to himself as he saw the others enter class and behind them was the man again.

"Hunter!" he tried quieter, this time Hunter's eyes narrowed.

"I'm sorry, do we know each other?" Hunter asked casually.

"Hunter please, we need to talk about things..." the man said again. Toothless didn't like him this close to Hunter so he stood between the two, growing at the large man before Hunter-he knew who he was and didn't like him.

"Hunter...is there a problem between you and the truancy officer?" asked Mr. Wood.

"No, not at all." Hunter responded calmly with his arms over his chest. "I've never met this man before, I clearly just remind him of someone he knows,"

"Oh come on, you can't still be mad at me. You've been ignoring me since the day of your fifteenth birthday," the man said.

"Hunter...how do you and the truancy officer know one another?" Mr. Wood questioned.

"Hunter is my son..." the man said as Hunter sighed heavily hearing the gasps in the room.

"WAS your son. You stopped being my father the day you did what you did. I've been ignoring you for good reason, now leave me alone," Hunter demanded.

"No, Hunter. We need to talk. I'm still your father whether you like me or not...What are you doing in Berk? Where's your mother?" his father said quickly.

"Like you or not? That doesn't even brace the surface of what I feel for you-I HATE you. You don't even know half the shit I went through because of your stupid choice! I was fifteen years old! Fifteen when you forced me to do what you did! You want to see your fine work? Hm, want to see what your choice did to me?" Hunter asked him as the man fell quiet now, stepping back once at his son's rage towards him. Hiccup lifted his pant leg up and showed his father, Stewart Haddock, his fake leg. The man stepped back again, eyes widening in shock.

"You...lost your leg in-" Stewert began.

"Yes, I did. Lost it in the place you forced me to be in. It took three months to heal and me be able to walk right again and don't even get me started on the rest of my life the last year." Hunter said angrily.

"Hunter...what's going on. You said your father was dead..." Amy reminded.

"You've been telling people I'm dead?" Stewart asked.

"You are to me." Hunter remarked coldly. "You're interrupting my class time, so leave me alone. It makes me sick to my stomach to know I'm related to you and standing in the same room as you. The agreement was fifty feet away from me-you lost the right to call yourself my father on my fifteenth birthday. I hate you and I will never forgive you for what you did to me. Understand? Never forgive you." Hunter stated firmly.

"Hunter please, just come talk to-" this time, Hunter threw his fists down and glared hard.

"NO!" he yelled, Stewart stepped back quickly again. "The only reason you're being the way you are right now is because you saw the damage you caused. You only care now because there are others around-you damn well know if we were alone you'd be scolding me and asking why I'm not still there. You don't care about me, you never have and you never fucking will. You don't know me, you don't know my life the last three years because it's always been about you! It's never been about Hunter, the son you claim to care about! Where the hell were you the whole last year of my life?" Hunter asked.

"What do you mean, Hunter?" Stewart said now.

"You wanna know my life since losing my leg? Wanna know how well I've been doing since that? Alright, I'll tell you. I got expelled from Archi Academy after being there for four months because I hospitalized another student because he wouldn't leave me alone and kicking Toothless. I was pulled off him by two police officers, handcuffed, and arrested-then bailed out by Mom. My life was hell for two months after that because I slipped so far into a depression that I started doing a bunch of illegal things and got arrested again, and charged that time. I was sentenced to three months in juvenile detention for everything. I was there a month before shit got real bad and the judge pulled me out. Gave me a second chance, he said all he asked of me to expunge my record is to graduate high school and not end up in cuffs again. Mom and I moved to Berk, been here for a month. Now you friggen know, so leave me alone." Hunter stated-it shocked his father, and the students to hear.

"What is going on in here?" came Darren Bludvist's voice.

"The truancy officer is Hunter's father," Mr. Wood stated, still in a bit of surprise at everything he'd heard.

"How are they father and son?" Darren asked. "They don't even have the same last-"

"I don't use his last name anymore, I want nothing to do with him and there's a court order in affect that says he can't be within fifty feet of me," Hunter stated firmly.

"I don't assume you have an documentation on that order, do you?" Darren asked curiously.

"It's all at home, I'll have my mom bring it." Hunter said as he pulled out his phone and dialed his mother. "Mom. I need you to bring those court documents to the school." he said, then there was a pause. "The principal needs to see them in order to keep him away from me before I snap because he's standing right in front of me." another brief pause, "See you soon then." then he hung it up and crossed his arms over his chest. The next ten minutes, there was nothing and then his mother arrived panting hard holding the folder in her hand-giving it to the principal.

The man looked through the folder quickly and sighed, "I'm afraid, Stew, that these aren't fake and you aren't allowed near your son. You have to leave him alone, wherever Hunter is-you need to be opposite side of the school from him to keep to the agreement." Darren explained to him.

"Yes, Mr. Bludvist..." Stewart said calmly with a sigh, "Hunter...I'm sorry...for everything."

"Save it for someone who cares because I stopped caring about a word you have to say three years ago. I meant what I said: I hate you and I will never forgive you for what you did to me, for what I still suffer because of your choice. You are dead to me, Stewart. Stay out of my life, you've fucked it up enough. And for the record because I know you're curious...I made it farther than you ever would of dreamed I would. I even surpassed you," Hunter said coldly. Unable to say anything else, Stewart walked away.

"Are you alright son?" Vivian asked gently as she ran her fingers through his auburn hair.

"I'm fine, Mom. Thanks. I just want to finish off my classes today and get home so I can sleep a little..." Hunter told her calmly.

"I understand. I need to go have a word with your...well, you know. I won't say it because I know it triggers you. I'll see you at 3pm, okay?" Vivian stated, Hunter nodded as she kissed his cheek and exited the room and Mr. Bludvist right behind her. Hunter closed his eyes and took his seat, the room's silence was irritating.

"Okay, can we not just sit here and silence while staring me in shock or confusion about how fucked up my life was a year ago. Yeah, I got into a lot of trouble and made really bad choices." Hunter said as Toothless laid his head in Hunter's lap.

"What...did your dad force you to do?" Amy asked.

"None of your business-it's done and over with now...Just start the lesson, Mr. Wood..." Hunter sighed some, the teacher nodded and slowly began the lesson. Everyone left Hunter alone after that-no one had ever seen him that cold or mad before. Hunter just sat at his desk, his arms over his chest and eyes closed-the distinct look of irritation written over his face. However, everyone who heard the argument wanted to know what it was about. What had Hunter's father possibly forced him to do that would result in him losing his leg and getting into all that trouble he talked about. They couldn't believe it when they heard him say he'd been arrested twice and sent to juvy once. That wasn't something you just announced-but Hunter clearly didn't care who found out because he was so mad.

The rest of the day through lunch, history, and music-Hunter didn't say a word. And it appeared the Mr. Bludvist warned the other teachers not to both him for the rest of the day-to just let him sit there and learn his own way. Sure enough, he was left alone. When the end of the day came, Hunter like all the other times was out before everyone else with Toothless trailing closely behind his owner. He made it outside and waited for his mother-who shockingly wasn't there yet. Hunter sighed heavily as he just sat down on the pavement against the building, Toothless beside him and laying his head in his lap while Hunter rubbed his head gently and the wolf dog remained settled.

"Hey, are you okay?" Amy asked coming outside now and seeing him there.

Hunter looked up and over at her now, he narrowed his eyes a bit. "What do you care?" he replies.

"Well, I know you got pretty made earlier, pretty much told the whole class about your last year..." Amy responds calmly.

"That doesn't answer my question. Why do you care? It's nothing that concerns you or any of your friends. Why are you worried if I'm okay or not?" Hunter asked.

"Seems like you went through a lot is all. I know you don't want any friends-but...maybe just someone to talk to?" Amy offered to him.

"Look, you couldn't possibly understand what I've been through. I appreciate you trying to help-but this just something I gotta deal with, Amy." Hunter said, Amy gasped a bit, "What?"

"You...said my name." Amy replied now as Hunter glanced over at her-why would that shock her? "No one...really calls me my name but the teachers and my mom. Everyone else just says: hey you or girl with the blond hair and blue eyes." she added.

"Those people you hang out with, they aren't your friends. Are they?" Hunter asks curiously.

Amy shook her head to him. "We just stay in a group because Flynn and I always get stuck helping them on assignments they don't get. And we have all the same classes so I guess they keep us around so they don't fail. Randy and Vince are brothers, Randy is older by a year. They are kind of the main bullies in the school, Sonny and Travis stick to them for popularity and to look like big and bad. Roxy, well, I think she has a thing for Sonny. Flynn and I are...I guess friends? Not sure but he's nice to talk to." Amy explains.

"You could tell them no," Hunter remarked.

"It's just easier to do it so they don't pick on and bully us..." Amy shrugged.

"They bully you?" Hunter arches a brow now.

"Well, with words to me. They used to shove Flynn around-but ever since some project pairing last year they've left us alone since they know we can help them keep their decent grades. Not the best arrangement, I know..." Amy sighed.

"Just stop being around them then. They're using you, that's the same as bullying. You live in fear that if you stop they will bully you again," Hunter stated to her.

"I suppose I am," Amy sighed a bit. Hunter rolled his eyes, "I've never really had friends-it's nice to have people around even...they are using Flynn and I to keep their grades up..."

"That's a pretty stupid reason to stick around them," Hunter remarked.

"I know. That's what my dad tells me-that I'm just a stupid little girl and I'll never amount to anything in life..." Amy looked down some as Hunter looked over at her.

"You ain't the only one. My father used to the same about me, 'bout never amounting to anything, being stupid and weak..." Hunter replied. "One of the reasons I hate him." he added.

"And he did something unforgivable like my dad did?" Amy asked slowly while holding her arms. Hunter noticed how afraid she was suddenly.

"Regardless of all that, you don't want to be friends with me, Amy. You heard what I said earlier. I'm not the best person to be around, Amy. I've done a lot of things I'm not proud of," Hunter told her.

"Well, that was your past. You were only seventeen-everyone...makes mistakes when their growing up, Hunter..." Amy tried, Hunter saw his mother's SUV coming down the road and stood up to brush himself off and then offered his hand to her to help her up too.

"The past makes you into your present and future, Amy. Look. I'm bad company, Amy. I've been arrested twice, and served four weeks in juvenile detention. I'm better off alone-people can't get hurt if there's no one around me to hurt. I chose to do those things and people got hurt because of it." he paused a moment, "For your situation though-you don't need those guys, if anything, they need you. That's not how friendship works, you should ditch them. And don't let your dad get you down. I rose above mine, you can rise above yours." Hunter said.

"It's not that...simple, Hunter. Your dad...didn't do to you what mind did to me...least I hope he didn't." Amy said quietly, her eyes moved to the parking lot and saw her father's car there. Hunter noticed the terror resting in her blue eyes, Hunter took a pen from his pocket and took her hand-the wrote a number on her palm.

"Not sure what's going on at your place-but I know fear when I see it. If you need someone to talk to, I'll listen. And if you are in some kind of trouble at home and need help, call me. Don't give that number to anyone else, and don't tell anyone I gave it to you." Hunter told her, she nodded to him as he hurried Toothless over to his mother's car and they got in. Astrid got to her father's car and sat in the backseat quietly.

"Who was the boy you were talking to?" her father demanded harshly.

"H-he is just...a project partner, father. I-it's something for health..." Amy replied as calmly as she could to him.

"Whatever. I don't want him over the house. Understand?" her father said firmly as they drove down the road, Amy nodded to him. "No one will ever have you, remember that." he added. Amy held strong against crying, she wanted to get away-but didn't know how to. Amy looked down at her palm and saw Hunter's number on her palm-she quickly jotted it down in her phone contacts to save it then put her head back on the seat, trying to relax. She already knew how this night would go.

(Hunter & His Mother's Apartment)

"I have a present for you, son." Vivian smiled gently as she pulled up into the driveway, Hunter glanced at her curiously now. "It's out back on the porch," she added. Hunter got out of the SUV with Toothless and walked to the backyard, right away, he saw his present from his mother.

"Are you serious?" he asked with a little shock.

"I've been having it fixed up for you. Spent the morning at the DMV getting it registered, insured, and inspected. You remember what the judge told you? That when you turned eighteen, you could have your license back and drive again. Well, I took care of that too." Vivian told him as she handed him his license back-originally they'd taken it from him and filed it away.

"So I can...drive myself to school now?" Hunter asked.

"You certainly can-but..." she paused firmly now, "No leaving this house between the hours of midnight or 5am, and certainly not if you're drinking. It'll break your parole-you know that." she reminded.

"I...can totally accept that, Mom. Thank you-I've missed having it." Hunter smiled for the first time all day seeing the beauty before him. His motorcycle: a Speed Fury eight thousand. All black with a scale like pattern consisting of dark gray, two neon blue flame decals on the sides. Two side bags, one on each. Black leather with silver handles. His helmet watched the black scale and blue flame decals. His riding jacket rested over the seat, he'd definitely missed wearing it. There was even a small rise on the second seat for Toothless. Of course his wolf dog rode on it with him, Toothless had excellent balance when Hunter rode it. Okay, now his birthday was turning around to be better than he expected. Hunter couldn't wait for school tomorrow when he showed up with his baby.