Hey guys! Here we go, chapter 3!
The next chapter will also have the younger version of Jack and Hiccup, but the chapter after that will magically time jump about ten years later.
Thanks for all the reviews! It means a ton!
Hiccup looked down, his feet tapping against the wooden chair leg. The room was silent, except Jack's shaky intake of breaths and other background noises. Hiccup lifted his head and glanced around the room. He hated the machines with wires the nurses hung up on Jack at the hospital. The occasional beeping noises they made and red lights that flashed on and off always made him nervous. The bandages wrapped around his best friends head wasn't too comforting, either. Even so, he hadn't left Jacks side ever since the accident.
The accident.
It was all a blur to him. A blur of colorful lights, tree climbing, and a blur of blood.
Hiccup hadn't slept for hours. He was too busy worrying over Jack's condition. His eyelids fluttered with drowsiness, but he willed himself to stay awake. The young third graders hand was wrapped around Jacks, and he refused to let go.
"Jack," Hiccup whispered, clutching his sweaty fingers. "Wake up." He passed for a moment."Please."
He was answered with silence and a soft beep of a machine.
Hiccup's green eyes threatened to spill tears. He reached out his other hand and clutched Jack's pale, cold fingers tightly. His stomach twisted in regret.
"I'm sorry, Jack. This is all my fault. We should have never gone to see the lights, I'm so sorry…"
The room filled with silence, except for the momentary beeping and the soft murmurs of the doctor next door, talking to Jack's parents. At first he had been interested at their conversation, but they used so many words he didn't understand, so eventually he learned to ignore them.
"It's unfortunate, really." Hiccup could hear the soft murmuring of the doctor voice as his eyelids drooped. His head leaned forward and dropped onto the soft blankets laying over Jacks bed. "Its not all too serious, though. There's probably something that'll help him, something special to him that'll trigger all the memories back…"
Hiccup fell asleep to the doctor soft mumbles.
"Hiccup, wake up."
Hiccup drowsily opened his eyes. His mother was smiling down at him, and grabbed his hand. "Hiccup, we have to go."
"What?" Hiccups eyes snapped open. He glanced over at the Jack, who still hadn't woken up. "B-But Jack…" His voice trailed off as he grabbed his friends hand, which he must of let go of while he was sleeping. Hiccup worriedly looked up at his mother.
"Jack'll be fine, I promise." His mother reassured, and Hiccup hesitantly let go of Jacks hand. He stood up, walking along beside his mother, and looked behind his shoulder at Jack for the last time.
"Mom?" Hiccup asked after a long period of quietness in the car. His mother nodded, raising her eyebrows. Her fingers tapped a beat on the driving wheel from the music blaring from the radio. She reached out and turned a knob. and the music softened. "Yes, Hiccup?"
"What does 'amnesia' mean?" Hiccup questioned, fumbling around with his fingers, looking down at the ground. It was one of the many terms the doctor had said back at the hospital in the conversation he was eavesdropping on that he didn't know the meaning to.
His mothers eyes widened as she gave a small, weak smile, and turned around in her seat to face her son.
"It doesn't mean anything important, Hiccup. Don't worry about it."
She quickly turned up the radio before Hiccup could ask anything else.
Hehehe, little plot twist there.
Gah, sorry that this chapter is so short and sucky. I'm such lazy person. :P
Special thanks to my friend Jinyi for reading this and editing it. You rule. :)
