Chapter 16:
Hiccup's POV
Everything hurts. I can't move my body as a rush of colors flood my vision.
" Jesus! What happened to him?!" Somebody shouts.
" This kid got severely beaten. That's what!" A woman shouts.
I slightly open my eyes to find people rushing around some bright place and looking at me in worry and disbelief. Is this heaven? Because it looks very disturbing.
" Hey!" A woman shouts at me. " Do you know where you're at?!"
" I'm hurt." I responded.
" Yes! You are hurt. But can you tell me your name?" She asks.
" I don't want to." I moan. " I hate that name so much."
" Please tell me! Please tell me young man." The woman begged.
" She's a girl!" Some guy shouts in disbelief.
" A girl?" The woman looks at the guy in skeptical.
" I'm a boy." I denied despite the pain I'm in.
" Ok. You're a boy!" She says in a fast pace manner. I think it's more that she's freaking out. But I'm glad someone has acknowledge me as a boy. I wanted that so much.
" We need to take her to the OR!" Another woman shouts. " We detect hemorrhaging in her abdomen from the ultrasound!" So that's what cold feeling on my stomach was.
I see a rush of more colors as I am being moved in some miraculous way. I don't know how they able to move me like that. I feel like I am on a magic carpet.
" Please tell me your name. Even if you don't like it!" She begs me.
" Henrietta Haddock." I groan as I go through steel doors. " I hate that name so much."
" It doesn't suit you." The woman agrees as she disappears.
I'm lifted from the magic carpet to a very cold table. People in the color yellow come in and surround me like bees in a hive.
A dark skin guy with some plastic mask comes over to me.
" We're going to put you to sleep now honey." He says.
" My Dad used to call me and mom honey." I said as I see the mask being placed over my mouth and nose. I'm surprised how fast at I feel warm and very sleep from the intensive sweet smell. I close my eyes and drift off.
Gobber's POV
The last time I was sitting in the waiting room of the hospital was when Hiccup was being born. I bought Stoick cigars for the arrival of his new baby and he was so busy crying in happiness that he didn't care about them. I didn't blame him for his crying, nor did I blame him for his crying when I had to tell him over the phone that his daughter was brutally beaten tonight and is now in surgery.
What's worse is that the doctor didn't give us anything on whether she was going to make it. That's not a good sign. I know that because I got the same reaction when I nearly blown into pieces back in the Afghanistan war five years ago. Although I was strong enough to survive. for Hiccup I don't know.
A nurse from the operating room came out after several hours.
" She's not…" I started in worry and with my heart on the edge of stopping.
She shook her head. " It's a mess. She's hemorrhaged in her abdomen, but we managed to control it. Her left leg is broken and she has a concussion. She might fall into a coma. I don't understand who would do this to her."
" I know it's Dagny." Astrid clenches her fist in anger. " She just couldn't handle someone standing up to her. She did this."
" Lass. I know how you feel, but we need evidence." I told her. Even though I would believe that Dagny would be responsible.
" I have to back in there." The nurse says. " I will try and give you more updates on her condition."
She then leaves me and Astrid in the waiting. Silent and hoping the Hiccup is going to make it. I want her to be as strong as me when I was on the thread of death and even then I barely made it through.
After an hour, I hear Astrid talk.
" Remember when Mr. Kieser said that Hiccup came out of the men's room." Astrid suddenly asks out of nowhere.
" Hm? Umm… Yes. But she may have made a mistake or something." I mumbled. Though it did baffle me.
" It confirmed everything about what I knew about her…. no… him." She said.
" Him?" I blinked my eyes. " What do you mean by him?"
" I mean.." She started but I focus on my attention on something else. A big red bearded man running into the E.R. Stoick.
" Where is she?! Where is she?!" Stoick yells.
" Stoick!" I call out.
" Gobber! My daughter!.." He stresses out. I can't blame him.
" In surgery. She hemorrhaged…. but they managed to control it. That's all I know." I tell my friend.
" Oh gods!" He puts his head in hands and sobs. " My little girl. I want those monsters who did this to her found!"
" The police are on it." I assured him on that.
" I don't want them arrested! I want to beat them up bloody for what they did!" He shouts.
" Do you want to be arrested yourself? Do you want your daughter to wake up to find out that you're in jail?" I try to get him to calm down. But he's a father, he has every right to be angry.
" I don't care! I want justice for my daughter!" He collapses onto the waiting chair. Sobbing.
" They will be found and brought to justice for this. Right now you need to focus on your kid." I tell him. " She's gonna need you when she wakes up."
Her nods in understanding and starts to calm down.
" Mr. Haddock?" I hear the doctor. She comes towards us as she takes off her surgical gloves and face mask. " I'm Dr. Arnold. I'd lead your daughter's surgery."
" How is she?" He asks.
" She's stable. She had severe hemorrhaging in her abdomen. Her bruised ribs became broken and we had to strap them to keep them in place. Luckily it didn't puncture either of her lungs. She has a has facial damage. There may be permanent damage to her left eye and ear. We don't know that for sure until she wakes up. Her left leg is broken and we had to put screws in it. It was a very bad fracture I'm afraid. We don't know if she will retain full function of the leg. We just had her moved into the intensive care unit. I'll take you guys up to see her now."
My friend nods and all three of us follow the doctor down the hallway to a large room where several patients are in. One of them was in a body cast and that made my heart sink. The doctor pulls back a curtain near the back of the place to reveal the poor lass.
Her face was unrecognizable. She has an oxygen tube down her throat as she breathes steadily. The left side of her face was black and blue with her upper lip split. She was in a yellow hospital gown. Her leg was elevated and in a cast. An IV line is hooked in her right arm.
" We have to give her some oxygen to help her breath with her ribs broken. We'll take it out depending when she wakes up and how she's doing. She's already been through hell." Dr. Arnold said. " I have other patients I need to tend to. Let me know when she wakes up."
" Right doctor." Stoick says in sad manner. I can tell this is not how he wants to see his only child at all.
The doctor leaves us in the room and we just stare at the young girl.
Stoick sits in the chair besides his daughter and takes the girl's hand with his own. Just like he did when he saw his wife after the plane crash.
" Henrietta. I know you're sleeping, but your dad wants you to wake up. Can you wake up for me?" He asks her unconscious form. " Please Henrietta. I beg you."
She just continues to sleep peacefully. At least she's not in pain from the looks of her expression.
I felt like dishing out another chapter in this story. Luckily my school got canceled due to a matter of security. I don't know what the hell is going on. That's what you get when you live in small town. I guess. I decided to use this day to write and post this chapter.
I so can't wait for school to be over for the winter break. Even though it's only two weeks I seriously want it more than anything right now.
I hope I didn't overdo the injuries. I tried to make it seem more realistic to what a beaten would look like. I'm not sure if I want to do the amputation though. It's a transgender story. Hiccup's already going to go through a lot of changes. I'm still thinking about it. Tell me if you want the amputation to happen because I left it as an open suggestion.
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