I don't own How To Train Your Dragon, only my OC
Well it seems that everyone is thinking that Astrid likes Hiccup, in fact she does, but more of a friendly way, I'm thinking of paring Hiccup with Heather and Astrid with Snoutlout-
Snoutlout: HAH yeah that's me. Snoutlout, Snoutlout, Snoutlout, OY, OY, OY!
*Machine gun fire* *Snoutlout dodged the bullets*
Snoutlout: what was that for?
SHUT THE F*** UP, SNOUT FACE, I still haven't decided if you keep her or not and with this little stun ya made now… I'm starting to think of pairing her with your cousin. Ya want the girl? So shut. The. F***. Up!
*Snoutlout flee away from the author section in the story*
That's better *sigh* well if ANYONE *glares towards where Snoutlout ran* wants to pair Hiccup with another girl, feel free to leave your opinion, via PM or review as it pleases you
Chapter 3: Heartbreak
Astrid POV (early in the morning)
I woke up very early in the morning the following day; I still have to give Hiccup's journal back, so I went out of my room through the window, making as little noise as possible. Once I was outside, I sprinted towards Hiccup's house, silently climbed the window of his room and placed his journal in his desk, which conventionally is right in front of the window so I don't need to enter his room.
Once I made sure no one in the Haddock house heard me, I went back to my home and back to my room without waking my parents up, I decided it was better get a few practice throws before hunting Snoutlout later on the day.
Today I gonna make that half-troll son knows what I think of him and his disgusting flirting
Hiccup POV (Actual time)
Today is really weird; first my journal was back to my room this morning. Which is strange since I normally see it in back by nighttime, second: usually my father would be yelling at me to get down and head to the forge, but he wasn't home right now, probably went off to work. Not that I care, but it's weird. I opened the last page I put my entry in and, to my surprise, there was an answer from my mysterious reader 'sharp-head', it would be nice to see him/her one day if possibly.
Then in my way to the forge, normally people would be whispering behind my back or glaring hatefully at me, but everyone was so warped in a conversation of their own that I thought they were ignoring me. Again, I don't care, but it's weird. Now I'm just doing my job without anyone yelling at me yet
This time when Astrid came to have her axe sharpened, she was eying me weirdly, not the same way everyone does, but she was looking to me with… I don't know… pity maybe? Yeah, that's right. She was looking to me with pity in her eyes, I didn't even looked straight to her, just averted my eyes and stretched my hand so she could hand me the axe to be sharpened.
After sharpening it I looked at the blade, shining and sharp. That reminded me that I was wanting to cut again, but I have to resist the urge or else everyone would know and would want to 'help me' with the cutting
"HEY!" I heard someone shouting
When I made eye contact with the voice's owner, I groaned in anger, it was Snoutlout.
He shoved me to the ground taking Astrid's axe out of my hands "What did I told you yesterday, Useless. If I ever, EVER saw you touching my princess' axe again I would-"
What happened next shocked me beyond believe, Astrid took her axe out of Snoutlout's hands and she hit him hard in the face by using the blunt part of her axe and kicked his stomach
"Listen to me now Snoutlout; I gave my axe to Hiccup so he would sharp it for me. I did the same thing yesterday and when you, came taking it away, it was still blunt because of you"
She poked her axe at him whenever she said me, you, I or even my name
"Also, I overheard a few conversations here and there, that you were claiming me as yours. Now care to explain to me why is that happening?" she so beyond angry now, if I was someone else, I would feel pity for Snoutlout. Too bad… for him that I don't feel anything except a bit of anger towards him
Snoutlout looked towards me, but not mad or angry, his expression was priceless. When he looked back at her, I swear to Odin, he was on verge of crying out of fear "Babe, come on how can we trust Useless to do anything ri-"
Ouch, that must hurt; his nose is starting to bleed now. This is quite a show to see.
"One: I am not you babe; second: he is the blacksmith apprentice and third: if I ever wanted to be protected, I wouldn't be a shieldmaiden, would I?"
Snoutlout just left the forge in silence, only glancing back a few times before running
I turned back to my current work, without looking back to Astrid
"Thank you" I froze, for unknown reasons my heart suddenly started racing with what I heard.
When I turned back to see who said that, I saw no one, only Astrid walking away with her axe in hand
'it couldn't be…' but the voice sounded just like Astrid's
I passed the rest of the morning repairing and forging new weapons. By the time of closing the forge I was already taking the thought of dating Astrid out of my head
"Hiccup?" 'I probably am hearing things' I heard that voice again, that Astrid-like voice "Hiccup"
I chuckled to myself, now I am going to hear Astrid's voice in my head until I get completely crazy
"Woah! Hey what is it this-" I stopped mid-sentence seeing who turned me around "Astrid?"
"Hey, how are you doing?" my eyes were wide and threating to get out of their socks, was Astrid Hofferson, talking to me?
"I-I-I'm f-f-f-fine, you need to sharp your axe again?" I stammered and remembered I didn't have a crush over her anymore, I was just being me and not trying to win her over
"No, I was just passing nearby and decided to come here and talk to you" she said in a weird way… how was it called again… friendly! Yes that's the word 'friendly', it feels so foreign to me to say it
"I~ kinda need to close the shop now, so maybe later ok?"
"I'll help if you want" Ok… this is getting bizarre by the second
"No, no, no, seriously I can do this, if you want you can wait outside, I'm just finishing this" I mentally slapped myself 'idiot, idiot, idiot! Just tell her that you'll go to the great hall for dinner and head home, before Snout face decides to get his daily beat up'
"Ok, I'll wait" she answered and went outside
I stood there blinking for what seems like years, but actually it was no more than three seconds.
'WHAT IN THE NAME OF VAHALLA IS GOING ON? This is some sort of joke to the gods, it can only be' I thought as I was finishing closing the shop
When I went out
"*gasp*…" I gasped at the scene in front of me
Snoutlout was kissing Astrid; Snoutlout's face obscuring Astrid's face and when they parted he looked to me with a smug grin in his face
"Liked what you saw, Useless?" he asked in a taunting tone "I know Astrid liked ever single bit of it, that's why she wanted to me to show you"
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…
…
I felt hot tears running down my eyes, my heart shattering, my whole body screaming in sadness.
'Why?'
'Why does the gods love seeing me suffer?'
'Why my father does neglects me so much?'
'Why does my village, my tribe loves to see me suffer?'
I ran from there I ran as fast as I could and didn't looked behind myself, I couldn't bare to see that again.
When I got home, my father was there making stew, he saw my puffy red eyes and sighed disappointed
"What did you do this time?" that's it? That's it? You're going to think I did something wrong? "Hiccup, what happened? Speak boy!"
"Snoutlout is dating Astrid" I said, barely above a whisper, but he heard me nonetheless
"What does that have to do with this and did you congratulated them?" he asked not understanding what I meant, while he was poking the fire
"Do you bother anything I tell you?" I whispered
"Excuse me?" he asked in a low but menacing tone
"Do you bother anything I tell you!" I yelled this time, with more tears falling from my eyes
"LOWER YOUR VOICE WHEN YOU TALK TO ME BOY! I'M YOU FATHER AND YOU SHALL SHOW ME RESPECT!"
"don't come commanding me for respect when you never listen to me and just go around shoving me aside!"
Then I fell with my back, felling my cheek aching, I looked up to see my father with his arm stretched and his fist closed, exactly where I was standing before
My father's eyes turned away, with him turning his back to me "Get out of my sight"
"I'll kill myself if that's what you want!" I threatened, somewhere inside of me I was hoping he would take back what he said and change even if a little
"Go for all that you want, you're not getting back at this house with that attitude" he said going to his room and slamming the door
"…" I ran from him and went straight; tears falling with such a strength that I was feeling pain from crying
I grabbed my journal and my charcoal pencil and started writing
My friend, today it was the last straw to me…
First: my cousin Snoutlout spat in my face that he was dating the girl I love and he did that by kissing her right in front of me!
Second: My father didn't even understood that I loved that girl…
and now I lost her… forever…
but when I lost my calm and yelled at him, he punched me, without any remorse or nothing
I can't bare this life anymore, I wished I could have meet you before… but now this is it for me
I am going to kill myself
I wished I didn't have to do this… but there's no exit for me now
Everyone in my tribe hates me and wishes to see me dead, I know none of them will miss me
Maybe Gobber, but I know he's through with my inventions and my stupid ideas
I gonna make this easy for everyone and kill myself inside the forest, so that way they don't have to worry about a body, leave it to the wolfs to get rid of it
I'm leaving this book in the entrance of the forest, if you ever find it, know that you're the friend I wished to have at my side right now, to stop me
Thank you for liking my inventions sharp-head, keep them for yourself or do something better with them
Goodbye World… Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third….
I let a few more tears fall and went to my wardrobe, opening to doors I picked up a rope I hid in the bottom of it along with my set of cutting knifes. I opened the box, there were several knifes, from the shortest to knife-like longest. There was on in the middle, it wasn't the longest or the shortest of them, but was my favorite. The handle had a red rag, red of my blood, and the blade was shining. Almost white and I could see my reflection in it.
Taking on last breath, I grabbed both my favorite knife and the rope I hid. I made on last note, but this one was for my 'father', if I can even call him that.
Once I finished the note I took the knife I had in my belt and stuck it to the wall with the note
Tonight I'm going into the forest… to never come back again… never
