alright so i really have no idea what the hell i was thinking when i wrote this.
Hiccup arrived at his apartment a complete wreck. Sighing heavily, he dropped his books on the kitchen counter and sat at the table. Why..why am I like this? Hiccup thought. Sobbing, he abruptly brought his hand down to the table harshly. Receiving a loud THUD sound he got up and went to the couch. Hiccup turned on the radio, hoping to distract him, and lied face first on the couch. He stayed like that for an hour or so, till he couldn't take it anymore. No longer crying, he stood, and made his way into his bedroom. Hiccup searched for the little box, a red necklace box he stole from his mother years ago. Sighing he found it and set in front of him on the bed. Pulling the blue comforter up around him, Hiccup opened the red box. There was no going back now. He saw the miniature weapons. This was it. Grabbing his weapon of choice, a small sharpener razor, he starred at it in his hand. Moving the edge of it up his thumb, he created a small cut. It didn't bleed, he knew it wouldn't. He always did this before he started. It was Hiccup's way of promising that it wouldn't hurt forever. Internal pain, and external. Bringing up the sleeve of his jacket, he barred his already scarred arm. Lightly moving the razor around the inside of his arm, he started listening to the music in his living room. Ed Sheeran singing Skinny love was playing. Of course Hiccup thought, smirking. He slowly began to dig deeper into his skin.
"come on skinny love what happened here" Hiccup whispered. This song always brought him comfort. This and what he was currently doing. The song ended and he silently made five more bloody cuts, each one deeper than the last. The next song was 'naked as we came' by iron and wine. Hiccup loved this song. It didn't exactly help him and his situation but he connected with it. It made him feel almost like it was made just for him. He thought he was done, after the song ended, and was about to put the razor back in the little box when he stopped.
"i could do it." Hiccup thought out-loud. He could bring the small razor to his skin and make a deep long cut, all the way up his arm; ending everything.
Hiccup really thought about it. He brought the razor back to his skin, pushing slightly. Who would really care? He thought. Its not like I have friends. I mean, Astrid, and Snot...they don't really count as friends. They're more like acquaintances. They wouldn't blink an eye if I never showed back up to class.
My brother could get on without me right? he barely knows me as it is.. And my Dad..i haven't spoke to my Dad since..that day. he probably would be glad his only son finally realized what a failure he was. he would be glad that i was dead.
Hiccup pushed a bit more. This time earning a thin line of blood to run down into the palm of his hand.
Suppressing a terrified sob, Hiccup tried to make the razor move quickly.
"do it. God please, let me do it."
suddenly his phone went off, inside his jacket pocket. Jumping, Hiccup snatched the cellphone out and starred incredulously at the small device. He didn't know the number. After debating for a moment, he decided to just answer it.
"he- hello?" Hiccup tried to hide the pain in his voice, but failed miserably.
"Hiccup? Thank god. Um this is Jack. You seemed kinda out of it today? is..is it because of the project?" Jack whispered the last part.
"I'm fine." replied Hiccup simply.
"you sure? You sound like you just..never mind. Well look I think we should get a good start on this assignment, I remembered what you said about going to the library tomorrow but all my filming stuff is in my apartment, so I figured you could just come over to my place and we could work here."
"sure" Hiccup was looking at the many beads of blood rolling down his arm and onto the blue comforter.
"cool." Jack paused for a second.
"look, uh I know we don't really know each other very well, but if you need to talk to anybody, just know I'm here. Okay?'
"yeah, sure. Thanks."
"mmhm. Bye."
"bye"
Hiccup put the phone down, away from the blood soaked blanket. He had put the razor on the white sheets, away from him, while he was talking, and now reached for it again.
"maybe another time." Hiccup sighed putting the razor back into the little red box.
Hiccup woke up that morning with one of the worst headaches he's ever had. Rolling on to his side, he flung the thin green knitted blanket he'd found in his closet off of him and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Hissing painfully at the throbbing in his forehead, Hiccup slowly made his way into the kitchen. After a minute of searching, he found what he was looking for: the Advil bottle that was hiding in one of the drawers. Popping three into his mouth he grabbed a mt. Dew. From the fridge, and chugging almost half the can, walked into the living room and fell onto the couch. Hiccup lied on the couch, feet propped up on the back, for quite some time. Sometimes sleeping, other times starring at the chipped eggplant colored- paint on the ceiling. He didn't bother to tend to any of the small wounds on his arm last night, so they stung horribly today. Tracing them once again, Hiccup began to think about the day he was going to have today.
"i wonder if he knows..." Hiccup thought out loud.
No, no Jack couldn't. He'd just met him..Jack couldn't possibly think...
Taking a deep breath, Hiccup pushed the thoughts from his mind, and got up from the couch.
"better start the day. not like Jack'll let me sleep today anyway."
Jack woke up at 9:27am. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, he untangled his legs from the black sheets, and fell off the mattress. Landing on the carpeted floor, he grinned for the umpteenth time, happy to have chosen to put his mattress on the ground instead of on a box spring. Jack lied on the ground for a bit more, willing himself to officially wake up, and finally dragged himself out of his room and into the bathroom.
"damn I'd hate to be the girl to have to wake up to this mess."
groaning loudly, Jack removed his blue boxers and stepped into the shower. Even though he turned the hot water on first Jack was pelted with freezing water. Cursing loudly, he waited till it began to turn, and slowly turned the cold on.
After Jack had spent a good 45 minutes in the shower, he stepped out, and- with a towel wrapped around his middle- went to get a cold coffee from the fridge.
He stayed in the towel for a while, sitting on his couch with his coffee.
"UGH. I probably should clean the house before Hiccup gets here..." Jack thought.
Frowning at having to finally start the day, Jack went to get changed and clean his apartment.
Hiccup hissed as the hot water poured over his arm. He new it would hurt, but it still surprised him.
Showering as quickly as possible, Hiccup stepped out into the rest of the foggy bathroom.
"i look like I'm in high school again." Hiccup noted as he watched the purple bags under his eyes.
"why did I have to take this stupid class anyway? Hmmph! I cant even skip out on it because jack'll fail if I do! Fucking idiot. God! If he'd just listened to his gut like everyone else and stayed away from me I wouldn't even BE ALIVE right now!" Hiccup Ranted. With dark green boxers on, he slowly walked into his room to find that he had two unread texts. Groaning, Hiccup picked up his phone.
The first text was from Jack, telling him where he lived. The other text was from his brother, toothless.
Smiling at the memory of how toothless nickname came to be, Hiccup read the text.
"~ dude Berk sucks! I totally understand why you left, but you need to come visit! I know you and dad aren't on the greatest terms and I know this isn't very manly of me but I miss you bro!"
Grinning, Hiccup replied as honestly as he could. "~ I miss you to but I cant just fly all the way from Oregon to new york. And I doubt dad would let me stay anyway. You know how he is."
Very unsatisfied at having to tell his brother that, hiccup got dressed and texted Jack to tell him he was on his way.
Hiccup arrived at a slightly run-down apartment building. Pushing the button, He was buzzed in and ended up at apartment 4-C. Jack was at the door immediately. Grinning, Jack lead Hiccup in, and sat down on the couch.
"So! I figured since we really don't know each other very well, and it'll be a lot easier to talk about the project if we know each other, that today instead of working we could go somewhere. Sound good? I mean, if you wanna work we can but..." Jack trailed off.
Mentally cursing Hiccup replied smoothly "no we can go somewhere. It would be hard to work together if we didn't know each other. Where we going?"
"Oh, uh..well." Jack answered, grinning.
"I was thinking we could go to a bar actually."
closing his eyes for a split second, Hiccup willed himself to accept the boys invitation. Smiling now, Hiccup opened his eyes.
"sure"
"Great! So the bar doesnt open till 5 and its 2 now, so I guess I could show you my filming stuff."
Jack and Hiccup arrived some time later at 'Johnny's bar'. Hiccup had relaxed earlier, deciding a couple drinks would be good for him, and Jack was practically jumping out of his skin- excited.
They both sat at the bar, beers in hand and chatted about mostly nothing. Hiccup was on his third beer now, and being a lightweight, was quite buzzed at the moment.
"no no no! Jack you idiot! I'm pretty sure if you get frostbite on your nose the whole middle of you face would fall off! Not just your nose!" Hiccup laughed again at the pure stupidity of their conversation.
"they could save your cheeks and everything! But your nose is what sticks out the most so it would get the worst of it! Don't question me hiccup I know my stuff."
"Just because your names Jack doesn't mean your jack frost!" Hiccup cried, taking another swig of his beer.
"you don't know that! Maybe I am the real jack frost! My last name is FROST anyway!"
they continued to stare at each other for a while longer before bursting into a fit of booming laughter.
"your a idiot, Jack!"
"you already said that!"
the night continued like that, both getting extremely drunk, till Hiccup had a oh-so Brilliant idea.
"Hey! Jack! C'mere!"
"What Hic! I was having fun with that girl!" Jack Pointed sloppily to a girl that was now grinding on someone else.
"no I know but we should walk! Its waarmm!"
Jack thought about that for a while, a smile gradually forming on his lips.
"we should! C'mon hic!" Jack grabbed Hiccups hand, and noisily made there way out of the bar.
"where we going hic?" asked jack after a while of walking.
" where ya wanna go?"
Jack gasped. "We can go to my place! We can make pizza! I have a pizza in my freezer!"
"where are we though?" asked Hiccup, slightly scared now.
They walked on for a bit longer till Jack spotted a coffee shop he recognized. Gasping, Jack grabbed Hiccups arm and Turned Left, onto his apartment street.
They finally got to Jacks apartment, and both crashed down onto his couch.
"damn.." was the last thing Hiccup remembered saying before they both passed out.
its horrible i know!
I'm sorry!
don't hurt me.. D;