Hey guys! chapter 7 enjoy!
Getting up in the morning and going to work, an everyday routine for Stoick. But today was entirely different, this day changed his life.
And it was all down to the news.
A middle-age woman wearing a black suit and her brown hair tied up in a bun had appeared on the screen. "We received some terrible news of a boy who is injured after being hit by a car. Witnesses stated that the boy had pushed his sister out the way to protect her and taken the damage for himself"
Stoick filled his coffee up from the machine; he thought nothing of the crash. People died all the time, it was a phenomenon.
But the woman had not finished speaking.
"The girl named Hicca, aside from being in shock has a broken wrist and leg, but her brother Hiccup is critically injured and suffered severe blood loss. They are both taken to the nearest hospital".
The cup had slipped out of his hand, the coffee spreading over the laminate flooring of the cafeteria. He could feel his heart palpitating getting louder and louder, blocking out the muttering of the other residents in the café. His fingers were trembling and his legs were like jelly. He defiantly did not want to accept that his children names were the ones mention on the screen.
But then he started running, his huge body exiting the building making his way to the car. His hands were sweating due to the hold of the steering wheel, as he swerved past the cars to get to the hospital. His eyes were wide and his breathing was uncontrollable. Stoick's thoughts were solely on his son and daughter.
After parking he went through the automatic doors towards the reception desk. "Miss, my son and daughter Hiccup and Hicca, are they alright".
Stoick said the statement so fast the woman had to recap to herself realising what he just said.
"Are you their father?" she said politely but showing boredom as she did this all the time.
"Yes please tell me what happened?"
She opened her mouth but closed it when a man wearing a white coat appeared. He held a clip board in his right hand. His hair was short and black sticking to his neck and light brown eyes covered by thin-framed glasses.
"Judging by what I heard you are the father correct? My name is Mr. Reynolds. Please follow me I'll show you to their room".
Stoick followed the doctor into a lift up to the third floor. They only turned the corner but for him it felt like forever, walking down the long corridor before finally reaching a white door with a number plate saying 310.
The doctor looked at Stoick with a stern, serious expression.
"I must warn you Mr Haddock-"
"Please call me Stoick".
"Alright then Stoick, I must warn you that your daughter Hicca is awake but still a little shocked by what has happened. So just be careful how you speak to her".
Mr. Reynolds continued when he nodded in understanding.
"And your son I'm afraid it is not good news. Right now your son is in the emergency care unit. He had suffered a serious blow to the head but thankfully no blood clots in the brain. His left elbow has fractured and three broken ribs, which is placing a strain on his lungs so he will be on an oxygen tube. But are main concern is his left leg".
Stoick was literally trying to stay…well stoic. But the information was unendurable especially the last part.
"What do you mean his leg?" The doctor pushed up his glasses, his eyes filled with sympathy as he spoke.
"Hiccup leg is badly damaged. We believe that the tyre had crushed his leg not to mention the pavement. We are doing what we can to save it but there is an infection, so I'm afraid we have to do the alternative"
Stoick's voice began to quiver "What are you saying?"
"To save his life we have to amputate his leg".
The ice enclosed around his heart had shattered. His emotions set free leaving the poor bulk of a man to lean against the wall for support. "No" the word barely spoken from his mouth.
The doctor sighing running a hair through his hair. "I am sorry Stoick but this is for the best. Can I have your permission to follow through this?"
Stoick's hand clenched and unclenched, his voice stuck inside his throat. He was angry that it came to this, his only boy losing a limb, because some man had lost control of his automobile.
But it was the only option; he wanted his only son to live.
With a solemn voice Stoick replied with a yes.
He didn't see the man walk away when he got the confirmation. He just thought of son's reaction when founding out his foot is missing.
Not waiting another second Stoick opened the door, immediately he saw his brown-haired daughter looking out the window. Her arm below the elbow was in a red cast and her leg lifted up from the bed was also red. She had an IV drip in her right forearm to keep her dehydrated.
"Hicca" it was quiet but she heard it. Her head whipped round so fast it was surprising she didn't click her neck.
To see her astounded expression at the fact her own father was at the door made him flinch.
He took a step forward calling his daughter's name again.
Hicca's face began to crumble. Her blue eyes were watery. A single tear falling down her face, another and then another. Soon the girl was sobbing.
The unexpected reaction cause Stoick to halt, his daughter crying. Regrettably he couldn't remember the last time he heard her cry. Albeit with the horrendous experience that had taken place only today, no wonder his girl was in a bawling state.
His face started to mimic hers. The unshed tears ready to cascade down his own face.
The stiff posture of his daughter shouldn't have shocked him when he hugged her but it did. He tighten his hold rocking her gently, lifting his hand to her hair stroking it up and down. She started to relax fitting her arms around half of his large frame.
"I'm here Hicca, I'm here". The sobs subsiding as she sank deeper into her father's arm.
The smile when Stoick kissed her forehead was enough to prove that she was truly loved.
Aww I am happy with the development of stoick and hicca so far...well hope you like it as well!