Stone Cold

4: The Truth

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I never really planned to reveal something this early, but I really can't read Hecate being so hurt.

-heatherofkade.♡

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"H- Hecate?" The blonde witch brought her hand on the dark-haired witch's shoulder, making her stiff and jumpy.

Hecate wiped her tears harshly, trying to hide the evidence of her breaking down and her vulnerability.

"What are you doing in here?! You didn't even knock! You just invited yourself here without my consent!" The blonde witch took a step back, she didn't expect Hecate to snap at her like this.

'I should've remembered what she left in that letter that night. Right, this is a bad decision.' Pippa thought to herself. 

"I- am sorry." The blonde witch bit her lip as hardly as she could as she takes herself into the door, breathing unsteadily as she suppresses her tears.

Hecate saw the pain in the blonde witch's eyes, she closed her eyes tightly as she thinks of what to do.

'Follow her, idiot. You should tell her everything before it's too late, no, it's already too late.'

She followed the blonde witch, but was shock when she saw the woman outside her chambers. Knelt in front of a wall, sobbing quietly.

'You messed up, foolish.'  Hecate harshly thought.

She knelt behind the blonde witch, trying not to make a sound, wanting to avoid being noticed.

"I am sorry, Pippa." As she said the words, she hugged the blonde witch tightly in her arms. Transferring them inside her chambers, in her bed.

"It's fine, you're right, I shouldn't be in here. I should be away from you, I shouldn't be here in Cackle's. I am sorry I had forgotten what you wrote in your letter that night." Pippa sobbed as she recalls what was written on the letter Hecate left her after spending their night in each other's arms, after having a heated night.

"I know that when you read this letter, I am back already in Cackle's. This night was a mistake for both of us, I am sorry. Don't try to visit me or go in Cackle's or try to contact me because I don't want anything to do with you unless it's all pure work.

-Hardbroom."

"No, shh. Pippa." She cupped the blonde witch's face, but Pippa only avoided her gaze. Scared of knowing that Hecate really meant what was written on that piece of paper, that she's naive for clinging at the possibility that they weren't completely true.

"Look at my eyes, please?" The blonde witch shook her head in disagreement as she closed her eyes. She doesn't want to know what Hecate had truly feel, felt.

But instead of hearing Hecate's voice, trying to make her look in the dark-haired witch, she felt a pair of soft lips in hers.

She froze as she feels Hecate's lips on her. Hecate's eyes staring directly at hers.

Hecate knew that her kiss would make the blonde witch open her eyes and look at her, "I am sorry for that night." She can feel her tears starting to form at the edge of her eyes, again.

"Why did you kiss me?" Hecate's gaze fell upon the blonde witch's lips, with some smudge of her own red lipstick. Hecate's lipstick.

"I am not sorry for kissing you though..." Hecate swallowed, suppressing her tears before continuing to speak, "I must be ready for your wife's wrath." Even though in tears, Pippa stared at her before she started laughing.

"Wife? I don't have any wife." The tension earlier faded as Pippa was still laughing at Hecate's words.

The pain in Hecate's heart faded too. She now knew that she still has the chance.

"But I- uhm thought that you have. Then who's Henriette's other mom?" Pippa froze before snapping out of it, she cleared her throat, she smiled at Hecate warmly.

"I am not yet married because I want to focus on Henriette." Hecate felt the side of her lips rising, the corner of her lips curling into a smile.

"So, I still have a chance?" Hecate didn't know how to control herself anymore, those words came out of her lips uncontrollably. She blushed, embarrassed and ashamed of what she said.

Pippa just watched her with sparkling eyes, and a soft, warm and sweet smile in her lips.

"I've missed you, Hiccup." Hearing her the nickname only Pipp calls her, makes Hecate's heartbeat faster. Faster than she thought heart can beat, it's as if it is in a race in a flying broomstick competition.

"I am sorry, I am late." As she lowered her gaze, she tried to hold Pippa's hands in hers. The blonde witch gave it to her without second guessing. She never knew how the blonde witch almost cried again, but this time, in joy.

"Late for what, Hecate?" The voice of the blonde cracked. The agony of pain and the number of tears she cried that night was worth it with how soft and delicate Hecate's hands in her hands now proves it all.

"I am late, too late to tell you how much I really love you. I know you knew that already and you thought that I was lying that night when I told you that I do, all those things written on that piece of paper before I left you alone, in your room, was all lies. I always treasured that night I spent with you." Hecate intertwined their hands, she'll probably never know what goes on inside the mind of the blonde witch.

"You aren't late, Hiccup. I've waited for you." Hecate looked at Pippa's eyes, her eyes swelled up with tears seeing the sparkle of the blonde witch's eyes.

"I am. You already have Henriette. I am years late." Hecate's tears fall again, remembering how painful that night. How that night changed her whole life. How painful it was to leave the person she loves because of things that weren't meant to be.

"We, Hecate. We already have Henriette." Confusion was now written on the dark-haired witch's face, a giggle escaped the blonde witch's lips. "I can't believe how dense you are, Hiccup. She's a spitting image of you and yet you didn't even realize she is yours too?" Hecate's jaw dropped as she remembered the somehow small slip of difference she showed to Henriette, because the girl reminds her of her younger version, because she is a spitting image of her. "That's also the reason why I came here, to tell you. I don't want to keep the truth from you because you deserve to know the truth."

Hecate shook her head, the high hope that keeps on building inside of her are fading a little.

"No! That's impossible, after I left that night... We've never seen each other." Pippa laughed at Hecate, the blonde witch can't really believe how silly her love was.

'A great potion mistress yet an idiot, my great idiot Potion Mistress.'

"That night, we made love, right? Something happened between us. And after you left, I spent my weeks working but I somehow gets tired so easily, I have daily morning nausea. I then realize that I may be carrying our child, but then when I've learned the truth, I can't tell you, so I raised her alone." Hecate brushed the tears that managed to escape Pippa's eyes using her thumbs. Hugging the blonde witch in her arms, tightly.

"Sorry, I wasn't there with you. I'm sorry." The only words that escaped from her lips as she also cried in Pippa's shoulders.

"It's fine, Hiccup. It's fine, but don't tell her yet.  Please?" Hecate was confused of why she can't tell her daughter yet, but she knows that she needs to trust Pippa for now. "She will be shocked, but we will tell her, in Yule's." Hecate nodded as she broke the hug and kissed the pink clad witch's lips. Whom she once had to let go and lost, but still happily accepted her back in her arms again. And she would never ever let go of her, again.

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I know it's boring, but I feel so lazy to add details.

-heatherofkade.♡