Change Of Heart

by Nightstar Fury

Bullied since he was nine, Hector Haddock snaps resulting in a downward spiral; ending up in juvie and rehab. After he's out, his family moves to Berk to give him a fresh start. Tragedy strikes and his past catches up with him. Unable to cope with it all, he returns to his old life. However, what happens when someone he begins to care for ends up in the middle of a gang war?

11. Not Again

Change Of Heart

Pairing; Hector & Briana(Hiccup X OC)

Rating; M for Mature

Disclaimer; I do not own HTTYD or the songs I might use.

11. Not Again

{Normal POV}

=December 2016=

It was official. Nobody knew what to make of Hector Haddock anymore. The auburn-haired male with emerald green eyes could change moods at the snap of a finger, and he had no internal filter either. Hector didn't care who he was talking to either; the teachers were annoyed, and immensely disliked the disrespect that Hector gave them. However, Hector was a straight-A student. Hector had only been attending Berk Isle High School for a month, and he had a 4.0 average. There were only a few students with that mark and struggled to maintain it. Hector, though, didn't have trouble and managed to earn such a rank in so little time. Truthfully, the students who worked hard to keep their grade point average were not thrilled that Hector just came in and seemed to be a star student even though he had an attitude and an endless arsenal of sarcastic, and snappy comebacks. The only person that Hector was seen conversating with was Sylvia Solberg. Everyone had their suspicions about the two, saying that they were friends with benefits, but nothing could be confirmed. People thought that because Hector and Sylvia were seen sneaking off together, with her giggling. Again, nothing could be proven, but the assumptions were present.

Recently though, the theory was that not even Sylvia was immune to his cold demeanor. During lunch just a week ago, Hector opted to sit by himself, and when Sylvia tried to convince him otherwise, he told her to fuck off and leave him alone. Sylvia was a bit shocked to be told that since she was Queen Bee for the Senior students, and she was used to having everyone want to be around her because she thought she was irresistible, not to mention that Sylvia was loaded. Everyone wanted to be associated with her, but it appeared she kept a very reserved list of people she would accept in her life. In class, Hector would sit quietly as close to the back window as he could, and always be zoned off. However, even if the teachers called on him, Hector could instantly know where they were. Hector never used a calculator in Algebra and was rarely seen taking notes in any of the courses. Hector was a very reserved guy and barely spoke unless addressed. The only class Hector seemed to make an effort in was TechEd, the course that his Godfather/Unofficial Uncle was the teacher for. But even there, Hector didn't talk, and when Glenn Forger tried, Hector told him he was busy working. It appeared that there were no exceptions to his coldness.

Sylvia's friends were probably the most curious about Hector, as they had every single class with him. The small group often wondered what it was about Hector to make him the way he was. The only reason they thought something happened to make him this way was that Sylvia mentioned on Hector's first day after he left the parking lot that Hector has been through a lot. The big question was what had he been through? The friends all lived in the same neighborhood, and had for as long as they could remember; they were friends from the time they started Kindergarten and had learned rather quickly that Hector moved into their cul-de-sac because they saw the mailbox labeled; Haddock. Today was one where Sylvia hadn't rounded them all up, and they were relaxing at Briana's house.

"I think we should just try talking to him," Alexia Jorgenson suggested.

"No chance. It will be no different outside of school than it would be in," Harper Bazirk retorted.

"Well, we could always address the obvious question?" Rylee Thorston offered.

"And that would be?" Shane Jorgenson asked.

"Why is he attending Berk Isle?" TJ Thorston said.

"We know why; he moved to Berk from the city," Alyssa Hofferson remarked.

"But why in November? Why transfer in the middle of the year? That's what we wonder," Flynn Ingerman sighed. "They could have moved over the summer, why last month would this family just pick up and move to Berk? Another thing to consider is what Hector said to Mr. Forger on his first day; that Hector's father wanted the man to keep an eye on Hector,"

"Hm, that is true. Maybe Hector got expelled from the other school? I mean, with that attitude; it's possible. I heard Archian High is a top school, so maybe they don't tolerate that type of behavior?" Harper shrugged.

"Perhaps it had something to with a job promotion. What do his parents do?" Briana Grayson finally spoke up.

"I've seen a squad car in the driveway. Perhaps the mom or dad is an officer?" Rylee pointed out.

"It's gotta be the father because I've seen his mother leaving her car wearing scrubs, with animals on them. I think she might be a vet," Alyssa pointed out. "What I wanna know is his connection to Sylvia? I mean they can't be friends because Hector's way of greeting her was to snap her bra strap, and her anger melted away when she saw him,"

"I'm telling you, they are fuck buddies. Come on, Sylvia is the most popular girl in our grade, and she's smokin' hot too. Everyone wants her," Shane huffed.

"That doesn't prove they are having sex," Briana sighed.

"No, but seeing her car at his house does," TJ stated while stroking his pet corn snake that he named Belch. Yes, they all had their pets together. Rylee had a ball python named Barf. Alyssa and Alexia both had parrots. Alyssa's was a female Macaw named Stormfly, and Alexia's was also female, an African Gray called Graythorn. Shane had a male Rottweiler named Hookfang. Harper's pet was a Blue Russian, which was a cat she named Windshear. Flynn had a female French Bulldog he named Meatlug. Thaxter had a Siberian Husky called Killer, and Cassandra Boggs had a Bengal Cat named Leo. Finally, Briana had a female Savannah F1 cat, big, and named Sava. Thankfully, all the pets got along with one another.

"Wait, when was this!?" the friends shouted in shock of TJ's claim.

"Hector's first day at Berk Isle; I saw Syl's car in his driveway, and she was in there for a good twenty or so minutes, then came out while reapplying her lipstick, trying to fix her hair, and adjust her skirt. Hector poked his head out, and they shared another kiss before she left," TJ informed.

"Oh, my Gods. They are fucking," Harper said, her eyes blinking in surprise.

"Maybe they were, but have you noticed that Hector barely glances at her now? Like, maybe they had a fight or something?" Cassandra offered gently.

"Well, I doubt either one of them is going to tell us. And it's none of our business, though, I'm wondering why Sylvia wanted to know this long story that Hector insisted he had. You know? The one he said he would tell her? It's gotta have something to do with why he's had it rough," Thazter informed.

"Maybe we can look him up? On the computer, just search his name and see what happens?" Briana suggested. The friends nodded as she got her laptop, hooking it up to her TV, then opening the web browser. Briana typed in his name; Hector Haddock. That's all they knew about him, so what else was there to use.

"There's not much on him. Hector H. Haddock. Birthday is February 29, 2000. Parents are Stephen and Valarie Haddock. Godfather is Glenn Forger. Stephen is a Police Officer, and Valarie is a Veterinarian. Glenn used to work for an auto-shop. Says that Hector spent a lot of his summers working with his unofficial uncle when he was younger since his parents had to work. Hector was a former Junior Year student from Archian High School as of May 2016. Hector was a straight-A, model student. Very respectful to his peers and teachers, generally quiet, but a happy person," Flynn read off.

"Pfft, are we looking up the same person?" Shane remarked. "There's no way that the Hector we go to school with is the kid they're talking about," he added.

"But the profile fits with what Sylvia told us; that Hector has been through a lot. So, this says he is a former student to Archian High as of May 2016, that was when he was still a Junior, so how did he stop going there, then suddenly move, and start at our school as a Senior?" Alyssa questioned. "Hector is still a straight-A, model student, grade-wise at least,"

"Hey, guys. Might wanna take a look at this video headline," TJ directed their attention to a video on the screen with the label; Archian High bullied teen snaps on the bully, then floors the principal!

"It says in the description that it's between Junior bully and mayor's son, Marcus Knight and bullied Hector Haddock," Briana read off. Instantly, she clicked play as the group of friends were able to see the day Hector snapped and tore into the guy who had been bullying him. According to the argument, Marcus had been bullying Hector since he was nine, and though Hector took it to teachers and the principal, they did nothing to help the situation. The video played through, until the end when it showed Hector walking out, and leaving a very stunned principal where she stood.

"Well, can't say I blame the guy for snapping," Harper frowned. "Bullied seven years straight by the same people, I'd flip out too. But this video is dated over a year ago. So what happened between November 2015 and May 2016 for Hector to no longer be a student there? He must have gotten expelled," she added.

"I don't think it matters. Hector got bullied because of his slim figure, and the middle name. Hiccup, in Viking Ancestry, means runt of the litter. I assume that means Hector must have been born early and had a late puberty or something. Look how different Hector looks in that video compared to now. It's only been a year, and it seems like he's grown a few inches, and filled out some in the upper body region," Alyssa said.

Well, there's nothing else listed about him. No pictures, information, nothing," Briana stated as she closed down the search, the put her laptop away on the desk after unhooking it. "Honest opinion. I think him snapping that day must have changed him, turning him into what he hated; a bully. Maybe he doesn't pick on anyone, but it seems like he shut down, closed himself off so he looked tough, and nobody would mess with him anymore. You don't see a lot of people approaching him in the halls, and he doesn't say a word unless he needs too,"

"I guess we'll never really know," Rylee shrugged her shoulders as the rest sighed, nodding. "I think he's like us. An outcast, even though we hang with Sylvia. Nobody cared about us until then,"

"I think you might be right, sister," TJ nodded.

"But there's nothing we can do; we don't know him well enough to make that call, and I don't think he wants anyone to know him well," Briana frowned. The friends agreed and then went about enjoying their hanging out time, as it was a Saturday, and four weeks until Christmas when they'd get their inevitable week off.

=Three Weeks Til Christmas=

Hector lost his desire just to have sex with Sylvia whenever he wanted to get off. Going to school with her, seeing her every single day took away from the fun it was to hang out when he had the gang. Before the bust happened, it was interesting not to know when they'd get to see one another, and then when it occurred they ended up in the same place, they could enjoy the sex. But now, having it available whenever, it lost the interesting flare is used to have, so Hector wasn't into it. However, Sylvia wasn't pleased when Hector kept turning her down, and finally, he'd told her to fuck off and leave him alone because he wasn't in the mood.

/Flashback; One Week Earlier/

Hector tossed his books into his locker, then closed the door, spinning the lock and walking away. Hector moved into the cafeteria and choosing a table to sit at by himself because he wasn't in the mood to deal with people today. Hector started eating his sandwich, taking sips off of his soda bottle. Sylvia strolled in, smiling and hugging him from behind with a smile. Hector shrugged her off of him.

"Go away," Hector told her.

"Awe, what's the matter, baby?" Sylvia asked innocently.

"None of your business," Hector stated.

"You're tense, and stressed out, Hector. Come with me, and we'll fix that. You know you want this," Sylvia tempted. Hector got up and pushed her back.

"Are you fucking deaf? I said go away," Hector glared. Sylvia, who was taken aback by the sudden anger crossed her arms over one another, then huffed at him.

"Excuse me? I think you've forgotten who you're talking to," Sylvia retorted.

"Oh, I know who I'm talking to. A spoiled brat who thinks she runs this school," Hector informed as a few people gasped, some snorted while trying to withhold their laughter at the comment. "You think you can just call me, and I'll come like a puppy to its master? It was cute when you acted innocent, but now that you think you can have me whenever you want just because you have money and that body, which ain't that good. I've had better in my bed with girls who got triple what you have. Newsflash, sweetheart; I don't respond to a bitch that thinks she owns me," he continued. Hector smirked, "Odin knows this hurts you because you know that when I'm done fucking you, you can't even move for a good twenty minutes. Sorry, Princess, but you don't do it for me anymore," the room gasped in shock. "Now, I'm not in the mood to deal with your lustful, whore-ish behavior. Try it with one of these other foolish boys who will do anything you say just to bury their cock inside you, but I'm no one's fuck boy. I get it when I want it, not the other way around. Fuck off, and leave me alone,"

/End Flashback/

It left Sylvia fuming with anger and embarrassment as Hector walked away from her, and the cafeteria began to snicker and laugh at her expense of someone finally not giving into her. Sylvia stomped away after what Hector said to her, and since then, no one has bothered Hector because they weren't sure what to make of him. It was clear he's had sex before, and can get it when he wants. However, rumors had begun to float around about. Worse ones other than who else has he slept with. It started after Hector said what he did to Sylvia, and Hector had become very annoyed with it all. Hector came to school the next day, and silence fell upon the hallways as he walked through to his locker. Hector heard the whispers but paid no mind at first. However, here they were a week later, and things were getting worse, an all too familiar feeling from Archian High. Hector made his reports as Harry had asked if this sort of thing happened, but once again, nothing was getting down because it kept happening.

Today, Hector was in the main area where the four entrances to the hallways were, and as it had for a week now, it went quiet while he walked through.

"I heard he got expelled from Archian High for beating someone up,"

"Rumor has it that he pulverized the mayor's son!"

"Heard his middle name is Hiccup; no wonder he's such a runt,"

"See how skinny he is? I bet it's because he does drugs,"

"Sylvia said that he tricked her into taking ecstasy, then slept with her," As soon as Hector heard that one, he knew who started the rumors, and he was pissed. Hector scoped her out, finding her with her friends near the wall with a pretty proud look on her face.

"Hey, Hector. Decided you wanted me back?" Sylvia remarked.

"Can't have something you never had," Hector glared. "What the fuck is your problem? You're spreading rumors that I gave you X and slept with you?!"

"What's the matter? You seem upset that I told everyone what you're really like," Sylvia informed calmly.

"You mean telling them lies to cover your ass?" Hector countered, taking her by surprise. "Come on, we both know how that night went. You're the one who pulled me away from the party, remember? The pool house on the lawn chair? You slipped me a pill, and gave me a blowjob, then proceeded to have sex with me. Don't know why you're telling people otherwise," he continued, then leaned in close to her with narrowed eyes. "I wonder if it's because you don't want them knowing that you had sex with a minor when he was too drunk and drugged up to consent to it?" Sylvia froze as Hector smirked. "You're not seventeen; you're nearing nineteen because you stayed back a year. We had sex when I just turned seventeen, which means you were eighteen, making you an adult. That's first-degree statutory rape, Princess. And have you forgotten that my father is a cop, so by all means," he pulled away now, hands in his pockets casually. "Keep pushing me, and I'll report it because the law says I can report such a crime as long as it's within a five-year timeline,"

"Y-You wouldn't. I'd go to prison!" Sylvia began to tear up.

"I will do it if you keep pushing me. You're being a cunt because I refused to sleep with you, then out you in front of the cafeteria as nothing more than a snobby, stuck-up, sexual deviant who thinks she's big and bad because her daddy is Chief of the Arc Isle Police. It's bullshit that some people are favored because of who their parents are. Wouldn't he like to know all the times you hung with the gang, and took illegal narcotics like the rest of us. Do not push me, bitch. I already dealt with that shit once, and I refuse to do it again. Back off or I will ruin your life," Hector warned coldly.

"Hector," Glenn's voice cut through the noise as he stood next to Hector now. "Don't do this, come on, you're better than that,"

"Am I?" Hector asked while stepping back from them. "Why'd you do it, Sylvia? All because I wouldn't sleep with you?" he inquired now.

"You wouldn't tell me what happened!" Sylvia yelled at him. "Months, Hector! You disappeared for months, and you promised to tell me!"

"What is going on?!" Harry Andersen's voice called. "Hector, you promised that you wouldn't cause trouble in my school,"

Hector scoffed with his eyes closed. "I'll deal with you in a minute," he said, which made Harry angry. "So everyone here wants to know if the rumors are true about me? Congratulations, you've successfully pushed me far enough to stop caring who knows. I didn't get expelled from Archian High, but I did beat the shit out of the mayor's son for being a bully to me for seven years. My middle name is Hiccup, and if anyone feels like giving me shit about that, I'll be happy to show you what I did to Marcus Knight by doing it to you. I joined a gang; I started drinking, smoking, and doing drugs. Not more than six months ago, I was addicted to alcohol, cocaine, and heroin. I was smoking weed, and having the time of my life while my grades slowly squandered from straight-A's to D's. That what everyone wanted to know was true? There ya go," Hector informed.

"You wanna know what happened so bad, Syl?" he turned his attention to Sylvia now. "I got arrested in May during a bust and sentenced to five months in Juvenile Detention. I was court-ordered to rehab, counseling, and anger management courses. I spent the entire first two weeks in the infirmary, to get monitored while I went through drug withdrawal detox. While I was in there, I finished my Junior Year and started Senior. I just got out in November before starting here, and I just finished anger management, which is why I'm not flying off the handle in a fit of rage like I have every right to do. I'm still in counseling, and I've been working my ass off to get my eighty hours of Community Service done, plus I have to report to my parole officer every Sunday. I have a 9 pm curfew, which is watched and tracked with this," Hector lifted the right pant leg up, showing an ankle bracelet in place. I'm on probation right now, until I'm eighteen, and one wrong fucking move, then I'll end up back in cuffs and serving more time, that if overlaps after I turn eighteen, I finish serving in prison. So excuse fucking me if I'm not risking my ass to see you just so you can get laid,"

"And as for you," Hector faced Harry. "You have zero right to get pissed at me for doing what I'm doing. This has been going on for a while; people are talking about me behind my back, pushing me around, and giving me a hard time. An entire week of bullying that I have reported to you as you told me I should and nothing got done. Just like at Archian High, and what you swore to me wouldn't happen here, Mr. Andersen. You want someone to blame for all this; you can blame that selfish cunt for starting the rumors that caused the bullying to start because I wouldn't fuck her on the school campus as she wanted. And you can blame yourself for not doing anything to stop it when you were well informed that it was going on. Fuck ALL of you!"

After that, Hector walked past them, ignoring the silence. Glenn chased him. "Hector! Please, don't go! Sit with me in the TechEd room, but don't drive off angry. It's dangerous! Your parents will kill me if anything happens to you! You remember what happened last time! You're lucky to be alive after all that!"

Hector stopped. "Sorry, Uncle Gobber. Last time should have killed me, and it only ended with me in a three-week coma and losing my left leg. You're right, I'm lucky to be alive, but I wish I weren't if this is the life that was spared I must keep living. Don't take that as a suicide threat, and don't call my father. I just need to get out of here and clear my head, so I don't snap and decide that killing myself might be the only way out of this fucking hell I'm supposed to call a life. I'll be home later," Hector exited the doors, jumped on his bike, slipped on his helmet, and was gone before anyone else could stop him. Hector refused to deal with it; not again.