Ugh. UGH! School is kicking my ass again. I just don't really anymore you know. I wanted to get this series done but it's actually a lot harder to let these characters go. Only a few more chapters until we have to say goodbye. I'll try to get these chapters up faster than my lazy ass has in the past. I've also been working on my original ideas and trying to shy away from FanFiction. I'll still write FanFiction, but not as much as I use to. Thank you for your patience with me. I love all of you so much.

Queen Astrid: Yeah, I guess it's a little predictable she would go back home, but everything happens for a reason;) I know! Maybe that's why I'm dragging my ass on this series cause I really don't want to let them go, or I'm just lazy. Most likely both.

Vanillophie: Sorry, uh cliffhangers are kinda my thing. I love them so much.

Just a Fan: Don't you worry, I saw all of your reviews. All of them made my day and made me smile. I don't have a set schedule for my updates, because then I just get burned out. But I'll try to get the updates more regular. Thank you for making artwork for my story, I wish I could see them! I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Stay Perfect!~

Hiccup should have ran after her. He was selfish, he never realized that. As he laid in bed a few hours after Camicazi left, he looked over at Astrid's side of the bed. He hated that it was empty. He hated that he could still smell her stupid scent on the sheets. Toothless was trying to make him feel better, Hiccup knew that but he needed to be alone right now. He needed to sulk.

Something was playing on the TV in their room, but Hiccup wasn't paying attention. His leg was on the floor and there was a fair of amount of bottles around him.

This is stupid. Hiccup didn't know why Astrid left. Okay, that isn't true. He knew why she left, but it wasn't like he kept it from her. He told her about it. He didn't lie to her.

Hiccup sank into his mattress and cradled a bottle of Jack Daniels to his stomach.

"She left and she's pregnant with my baby." He thought, before putting the bottle to his lips. Toothless whimpered, pawing Hiccup's arm. "She left. She fucking left."

It was like she didn't care. Is this how she felt when he left all those years ago.

Still, these ninety-nine hours, forty-six minutes and thirty-seven seconds without his blonde warrior have been torture.

There was a swift knock at the door and Hiccup groaned. He rolled off of his bed, falling on his face because he's an idiot who forgot to put on his leg.

Or he was just too drunk to put it on.

"Fuck me." He whispered, grabbed his leg and strapped it on. He stumbled down the hallway, then the eight steps down into the kitchen to the front door. He swung it open and saw Scarlett standing there with a glare on her face.

"My God Hiccup are you drunk?"

"Who are you, my mother?" Hiccup slurred "Oh, look at that. I am drunk."

Scarlett shook her head and stomped into the house. "Who the hell are you? Because this person in front of me; this isn't Hiccup." Scarlett crossed her arms.

"Ugh. I hate that nickname. It reminds me of high school and the way I was bullied. They called me that to spite me."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You know, I was kinda fucking depressed in high school. Then I met Astrid," Hiccup let out a bitter laugh. "I always seemed to need her more than she needed me. I wanted to be her hero, but I ended up becoming the person I never wanted to be." Hiccup stumbled into a bar stool and Scarlett grabbed his arm.

"What are you talking about? Of course Astrid needs you."

"THEN WHY DID SHE LEAVE!?" Hiccup shouted, tears pooling into his bloodshot eyes. His usually lively green eyes were dull and lifeless.

Scarlett wasn't sure who the person was in front of her. Obviously this break is hard on both of them, but they were both so stubborn.

"Because you really hurt her, Hiccup." Scarlett whispered and Hiccup winced.

"I hate that I hurt her." Hell, it wasn't even that. He was ashamed that he hurt her. Hiccup did the one thing he promised himself when he was seventeen. From the second he found out about Sam hurting Astrid. "She just needs time, right. That's why you're here. To tell me not to call her anymore."

"I came over to tell you you're being an asshole, but hey that works too." Scarlett sat next to him. She rubbed her best friends shoulder

"We've been together for five years, and on and off for eight. Do you think it's time to let go? Because every time we're close to being perfect, it all goes to shit. Like, an unknown force always bring the drama."

Scarlett rolled her eyes. These two are perfect for each other, both thinking that there's some force breaking them up. "Jesus, there is no force breaking you up. It's your own stupidity doing this. Why the hell didn't you follow her, Hiccup?"

Why didn't Hiccup follow Astrid? He needed space, but isn't four days enough space? "I don't know." Hiccup whispered "I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't do anything without her. Why doesn't she need me like I need her?" Hiccup sobbed, covering his face.

"Of course she needs you, Hiccup. God, you both are idiots." Scarlett rolled her eyes. "Now, I want you to sober up, think about everything while I go. Okay, I'm done being an mediator between you two." Scarlett shook her head and walked out.

Hiccup took a breath, stood up and poured the rest of the bottle out into the sink. He needed his Astrid back.

Astrid was only eating because she was pregnant. It had been five days since she last saw Hiccup, her heart was slowly breaking. She missed him more than anything in the world. Her heart was telling her to go back, but her head, her goddamn head, was telling her not to. Hiccup had practically cheated on her. She didn't care if Cami kissed Hiccup, he let it happen.

Being back in her childhood room brought back memories she tried to forget. It was hard for her to be back here, even though she knows she has to. It was time to be a big girl. She was tired of people rescuing of her.

Astrid stared at her naked body, her stomach slowly growing bigger everyday. Some of the deeper cuts she knew would never go away. Her fresh cuts on her arms made her feel ashamed.

She put on some sweats and a shirt, and walked downstairs. Her parents were watching TV and she walked over to them.

"I need help." She sobbed, before the dam broke.

"So, Astrid, why don't you tell me what's going on?" The therapist asked. Astrid was sitting across from her, looking at her hands. The twenty-six year old woman picked at the side of her thumb.

"It started in freshman year." Astrid started. She had tried to get help in the past, but she always felt she didn't need it. She had Hiccup to help her. But now, she realized that she truly needed help and she needed to help herself.

"I uh… Sam was the most popular guy in school, so when he paid attention to me, it felt amazing. I was just a normal girl, average I guess. I never had a boyfriend before him, so I didn't see the signs."

"Signs?" Dr. Lovejoy asked

"He pulled me away from my friends, isolated me from my family. Then he started calling me names. And being the impressionable fourteen year old I was, he believe them. Then one day, I stole my dad's razor and looked at myself in the mirror, stark naked, and saw everything Sam called me. I was fat, ugly and useless. So I took the razor, and cut my wrist. I realized that cutting made everything Sam said a little less…"

"It made it hurt a little less." Dr. Lovejoy finished and Astrid nodded. "Cutting typically distracts the cutter from pain they feel. In your case, I don't think you were doing it for attention."

Astrid scoffed "No one noticed it for almost four years until one day… I met Henry Haddock. The boy who changed everything. He came into my life stumbling around and forced himself into my life. Hiccup always noticed me, it seemed like he knew what Sam did to me and tried to get me to leave, but I didn't. Until, I realized I loved him. He saved my life and lost his leg in the process." Astrid realized then that she never really told anyone the whole story about her and Hiccup. It still made her smile, thinking of little, scrawny Hiccup. "It was perfect, and I don't use that word loosely. Until he got a job offer, to help children in a situation like him. But I didn't want him to leave, I needed him. More than I needed anything in my life, he was my saving grace. I gave him everything, and then he was gone."

"So… Hiccup was the first person you trusted with your heart and he basically stomped on it."

Astrid nodded "I get why he did it. I just wish… I wish he would have asked me to come. One day he was here, and then I woke up and he was gone, he left a note and a t-shirt. I went after him. I ran after him, exposing my scars and cuts and when I got there, he still left." Jesus, it was like that one Friends episode but with a sadder ending.

"So that was it? Hiccup ended it because he needed to do something with his life."

"When you put it like that, it sounds a little better."

"But it still left a mark on your heart, Astrid. Don't downgrade it because someone else makes it seem less. So… what happened next?"

Astrid looked up at her, tears in her broken blue eyes "I got pregnant and lost the baby. And I really wanted that baby." Astrid sobbed and covered her face. It was stupid, crying over something that happened eight years ago. But no matter how old she was at the time, she thought she was bringing a person into the world who could love her no matter how broken she was.

"Astrid, I'm so sorry about that. That must have been really hard on you." Astrid only nodded, wiping her tears "Why don't we stop there for the day, and I'm going to ask you to come back next week. Will you be okay?"

Astrid rubbed her stomach and looked at Dr. Lovejoy "Yeah, I think so…" Well, she hoped she would be okay.

I know, I know. Please don't freak out; I know it was a whole, perviously on The Perfect Series sort of thing, but just trust me. I have a plan. I own nothing.