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Entry 58
It's been days, and my head still hurts.
When I finally got home, Dad was already in bed. So, I did my best to check for injuries myself, and I think I'm fine… well, mostly. I don't know why my headache won't go away…
But that's besides the point. When Dad did see me the next day, he asked what happened. I didn't give much detail, just that I had a run in with Snotlout. And my dad… sighed.
"Why are you always getting in trouble with that boy?"
"'That boy' has an out for me," I grumbled.
"Really, Hiccup. Why can't you stand up for yourself? Real Vikings don't let others walk all over them."
I don't know if it was my headache or something else, but something in me broke. "Real Vikings don't hurt their own people!"
"If that's the truth, then you're no one to talk," he fired back.
"I didn't do anything on purpose!" I yelled. "I NEVER do anything on purpose!"
"Yet somehow disaster is never far behind!"
"It's not like I asked for any of this!" I stood up, a fire of rage hitting like it never had before. How could he say that? How could he not see that I was trying? How could he not see that I WANTED to be better? "It's not my fault I'm not like you!"
"But you're not even trying, Hiccup. All you do is endanger my people!"
"YOUR people? Thanks for summing THAT up!"
"Oh, for Thor's sake-"
"No! Tell me! Tell me how you feel! What's it like having such a failure of a son?" I yelled, and he went silent. "That's what I thought." I went toward the door.
"Hiccup-"
"I need some time!" Without another word, I left, slamming the door behind me. And, just as I predicted, he didn't try to follow.
Now, I'm sitting in the woods, still furious. To think… he couldn't even LIE. He couldn't even put in the effort to make something up. To tell me that I'm not a failure. To tell me he really DID care. He couldn't even give me false hope, like back then. He's… he's completely given up on me.
And I don't know how to feel about that.
What did I do? Where did it all go wrong? We've been at odds for three years now, but… now…
Now I feel as though we've crossed a line. A line that there's no going back from. And if I can't do SOMETHING to make him see me differently… I'll lose him forever.
My dad is the only real family I have left. If he weren't see me as his own anymore… then what would I have? I can't let it get to that point. I have to stop it, right here. I have to kill a dragon.
I just hope that, for once in my life… the gods will be on my side.
Until next time…
-H
Foreshadowing mwahahaha
