Chapter 5

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The Next day...

"This is quite possibly the worst thing that has ever happened to me." I cried out, pacing back and forth in front of Hiccup's hospital room.

Last night, I had taken Hiccup back to his room, and slept with him just in case something we're to happen. Just my luck, he stopped breathing in the middle of the night. We've been here since 2AM waiting to get clearance on what was going on. By we, I mean me and Jack.

"What if I lose him? What if he's dead!" I flinched at the thought. Even my heart started to speed up thinking of the possibility of losing the one I loved. All of this was just too much for me.

I looked up to see Jack sitting on the arm of the chair that was set adjacent to the door. His expression was blank as he watched me whilst I ranted.

All I needed right now was some comfort. Sadly, Jack hasn't spoken since the day I freed him. Actually the only thing I heard him say from that day was 'Thank you'.

I sighed, leaning my back against the door and sliding into a sitting position. "This is all your fault."

My body acted on its own, releasing all the tears I had tried to hard not to let go of tonight. I was just fed up and lost. As if a chunk of my heart was yanked out. I felt empty.

"If Hiccup doesn't come back, I honestly don't know what I'm gonna do anymore." I whispered, gripping my shorts in my shaking fingers.

"Please, can someone just give me a reason to live." I sniffed, tightening the grip I had on my legs. I already knew no one was gonna help me, so why do I even bother.

The words I had said a little before I got my powers came rushing back to me. It was as if they were on a constant loop in my head. Like some kind of broken record.

My head shot up when I heard shifting. Jack was getting up from his seat and walking towards me. His face was cold and held no emotion when he held out his hand towards me. I carefully watched it, questioning myself on whether or not I wanted to take his hand.

Screw it.

I reached out and took his hand in mine, allowing him to pull me up to my feet.

"It's okay Elsa." A deep voice assured. My eyes widened upon realising that the voice belonged to none other than Jack. "Whatever happens won't break you. Your strong enough to fight." He promised.

I blinked, taking a moment to take in what he had said. My heart wanted to believe him, but my mind refused to cope.

"Jack I don't need you to reassure me. I'm fine on my own." I said firmly, pulling my hand back. At that moment, a streak of white disturbed the vision in my right eye. Chase?

I looked up to see him standing at the end of the hall, his streak also fully prominent.

"Elsa are you okay?! Are you hurt?!" Chase ran towards me. His eyes quickly scanned me before he reconnected them with mine.

"I'm fine." I assured him. My voice flat whilst I glared at Jack who glared right back. Chase turned to see what I was glaring at, confused. I already knew no one could see Jack but me, so I wasn't surprised when he questioned me.

"What were you looking at?"

"I was just glancing at someone walking bye." I lied, shrugging my shoulders. Chase nodded while we moved to sit on the chair.

"So why are you at a hospital? Who's hurt?" Chase asked, breaking our few minutes of silence. I sighed, resting my chin in my palm.

"Hiccup. He's in there and he could be dying." I forced out, feeling my fingers grip my chin. Chase watched me sadly for a second, until he bent over and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. I froze, no one has ever hugged me like this other than Anna, Hiccup, and his family...

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