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Chapter 6Jack
The front doors burst open allowing in the cold breeze and a voice screaming, "That's my date!" I snapped out of the fantasy of Rapunzel in my arms and we jump away from each other.
"S-sorry," Rapunzel mumbles and she scurries to the door. The anger on her face is easier to read than a children's book. She walked up to the door and began to speak to the person there. Great now she is scared or creeped out at me, I think.
"Snotlout listen!" I hear her say to Snotlout, I stand up and go to the door ready to defend anything she has to say. I look in time to see the pervert pull her to the door.
He slurs, "You was th' one whooooo, who d-danced wit' tha'… idiot." Rapunzel makes a face and smacks him as hard as possible. He garbs her full on and I step in.
"Stop it you pervert!" Snotlout pushes her away, Rapunzel seethes and the drunk staggers to where I stand.
"Yah wan' tah do dis Frosty?" He smirks and breaths alcohol tainted air to me.
I smirk and roll up a sleeve, "Bring it." Before I can even get the words out of my mouth, a fist flies to me and I duck to avoid a hit. When I stand up, another punch flies my way and another. I'm preoccupied with a left hand when the right hits me in the jaw. My teeth clap together and I taste irony blood.
While Snotlout laughs at my slowly growing bruise, I hit him in the stomach and the cheek. Too drunk off his ass to stay balanced, he crashes to the floor and Rapunzel gasps.
"You little bastard," Snotlout climbs to his feet, but before he can swing another arm, I feel a humongous hand on my shoulder, pushing me away from Snotlout.
A deep voice echoes through the hall, "Okay guys you've hit each other a few times already. I think it is time to stop." I look up and see Ralph, a football player that I rather know. His normal overalls and plaid shirt have been swapped with a gray tuxedo. Rapunzel is staring shocked in the corner of the hall, her dress ripped in the back from her confrontation with Snotlout.
"You okay, Rapunzel?" Ralph asks. She shakes her head and smiles at Ralph.
She nods, "Yeah I'm fine." Snotlout glares at the three of us and walks unsteadily out the door, Rapunzel watches worriedly. "I should really drive him home."
I sigh but nod, "I'll… uh… see you tomorrow… right?" She nods and races out the door after Snotlout, again for the second time tonight. Ralph pulls his hand off my shoulder and walks away.
I hear a Scottish voice behind me, "Where did tha' lass go to?" I turn and see Merida Dunbroach behind me, her brilliant red hair tamed somewhat.
"She just left," I say.
The redhead nods, "Ah knew she would do tha', she always disappears 'afore I can talk to 'er." She huffs and struts back to the dance where guys swarm on her immediately.
I make my way outside and sit on a bench right in front of the parking lot. Why did Rapunzel jerk away like that? Why did I jerk away like that? With all these thoughts running through my brain, I barely heard Kelsey speaking to herself. When I did, I ran to the Lexus and climbed in, hoping that she did not go into crazy teenager in love zombie mode and try to suck my brain out by kissing me.
I decided then that since this dance was pretty much done for me that I may as well go home. Turning on my car, I began the longest ride home ever.
Rapunzel
With Snotlout giving directions, I maneuvered his red truck to his house. Each time he tried to touch me, I would pull over and smack him.
"Now turn l-left her' and the fifth trailer down is mmmine," I tried hard to understand his slurs but I got him to the fifth mobile home and parked his truck. When I got out, he got close, too close. His alcohol breath spiked my fear.
"What are you-" I started. Snotlout leaned in close and I realized a second too late what he was doing. His mouth on mine, I insanely tried to keep my food down. He pulled his mouth off and I rubbed at my face, trying to get the spit off. My stomach was still turning from that disgusting kiss.
"Isn' tha' wha' you wanted? A g-good nigh' kisses," He slurred. I shook my head and I turned away. He staggered up the steps and into the trailer, shouting, "Honey, I'm ho-ome!"
I walked to the road and called a cab, more than ready to go home and sleep. Thankfully, a cab came quick and I got home in less than fifteen minutes. In the cab ride, my braided up do came down and I just let it hang down my back and my knees.
When I got inside, Mother was waiting for me, "Why did I just get a call from Mrs. Jorgenson? She said that you stood by while Snotlout got punched in the face and stomach by Jack Frost!" She yelled. I roll my eyes and set my purse on the counter.
"Did she tell you that Snotlout was drunk?" I counter. "Or that he left me in the street." I glare at Mother.
Mother seethes, "That's not the point!"
My cheeks redden and I yell, "It is. He was drunk and DUI. It's no wonder that he didn't start a fight sooner." Mother glares and then grabs her purse and walks to the door.
"When I get home, you are in for the punishment of the century," She slams the door, leaving me home alone. A picture from the movie Home Alone enters my brain of the kid with his hands on his cheeks and mouth an "o". I want to laugh, but I cannot I'm too irritated.
When I reach the kitchen, I see an empty wine bottle. So that's why, I think. Without my allowance, an image from Jack and I's conversation a few days ago hits me. Why is it that I look nothing like my mother? I think of her appearance and mine, we both do not look anything alike. I walk to our old dell computer and turn it on. Time for some research.
Jack
After I left the dance, I went straight home, hoping that Kelsey was too drunk to notice my insane, two wheel, Fast and Furious driving. By the time I had gotten home, I noticed Rapunzel's mother getting into a car and driving off. When I waved to her, because she did see me, she just pursed her lips and drove off.
Looking through Rapunzel's front window, I noticed her on the computer. Her eyebrows were furrowed together cutely. I smiled at her but then turned to the house. All the lights were off and no sound of a game echoed through the windows. Normally Manny stays up to at least midnight and I right beside him. I check my phone; it's only 9:34.
I check my pockets for keys. After some rummaging, I only come up with the car keys. I pull on the door to find it locked and I ring the doorbell. I sit on the bench outside and wait for Manny to come open the door but after ten minutes, I realize that he's not home. Figures, I think to myself. Where can I stay until Manny gets back from wherever he is? I look over at Rapunzel's house. Still I do not want to inconvenience her. I step into the Lexus and I drive out to Misery Meridian road. I stop in front of the beaten down mailbox that says "Haddock". I step out of the car, hoping that Hiccup is home already.
When I knock on the door, I half expect his burly Greenlandic father come out but instead Hiccup answers the door.
"Oh," Hiccup says. "Jack, what's up?" He leans against the doorframe. "My dad's not home, he went to drink with some buddies."
I sigh, "My dad disappeared for the night and I don't have a house key. Can I stay here?"
"Sure," Hiccup moves out of the doorway and into the dark house. I leave my sports jacket on a coat hanger and follow Hiccup upstairs to his bedroom.
He sits on the bed and I sit on the desk chair, "So how was the dance?" Hiccup asks.
I huff, "You were there, and I think you know." I turn to the desk wall where tons of crudely drawn pictures are, a dragon, a hummingbird, a puppy. Despite the rushed lines, he is good. I am too preoccupied to hear Hiccup's answer.
"What?" I ask.
Hiccup sighs, "My dad called me and told me that I had to come home. When I got home he got mad at me and started yelling about how I should set my sight on," Hiccup changes his accent to more Greenlandic, "'A better life thahn thes. I dropped oiut of collehege too earleh. Ah don' wan' tah' ter happen to you.'"
I nod, "Harsh."
"Also, he thinks I'm a failure," He changes his accent again with a cough. "'Excuuse meh, bar maid, Ah'm afrehd you brought meh th' wrong offspring. I ordered ehn extra large boy with beefy arms," He grips his arm for dramatization, "Extra guts an' glory on th' side. Thes here, thes es a talkin' fesh bone." He grips the air then looks down in defeat.
"Hic, I'm sure your dad loves and wants you to have a good life," I say.
Hiccup just rolls his eyes, "Whatever."
I am about to say something but I hear a howl from the backyard. It draws out eerily but Hiccup seems only mildly worried about it.
"What the hell was that?" I say.
The brunette shrugs, "Just Toothless."
"Uh… who?"
Hiccup smiles excitedly and looks at me, "Come on! You've not had the chance to meet the best pet in the world!"
He runs down the stairs and I follow to the backyard.
Hey guys! As you can obviously tell, Toothless is a dog but what breed? I have not decided between three:
Great Dane
Husky
Newfoundland
So there you go. Vote as you will and do not start fights please. I am a bit of a pacifist. So thank you all for the reviews and I'll try to minimize my comments on the reviews to five. So see you by next sundayish!
P.S. I know I did six reviews this time, but I felt the need :).