little talks
CHAPTER 06
healing[before this chapter starts: tbh i didn't think this book would get over 25 reads and would only have like 5 votes from Emily or somethin.. but we're way over that now and i'd like to thank you guys for sticking with this book because im trying to update weekly and i hope im updating enough so that to at least remember the plot (btw i didn't think this book would get up to chappie 6 either so)]
WARNING: hardcore angst, (but it lightens up) just a warning to anyone sensitive to suicide or self-harm
Hiccup felt a gentle, cool cloth against his forehead. The fabric ran over his eyelids and down to his neck, where it stayed at his pulse-point. The cloth was quickly replaced with two fingers, feeling his rapid heartbeat slowing down toーhopefully not a stop. His eyes didn't flicker, but slowly batted open, as if a butterfly was trying out its wings after emerging from the chrysalis. Tears stained the corners of his eyes and some dribbled down his cheekbone onto the armrest of the pearly white couch he was laying on.
He glanced up to meet Elsa's eyes, that quickly widened as she spotted the salty water droplets. "Oh- Hiccup are you okay?"
He cocked an eyebrow, then felt his cheekbone. He quickly wiped the pointless tears away, "Yeah, why?"
She shrugged, "I thought you were crying..." Elsa bit her lip, then sighed and shook her head, "I should have never forced you to go out thereー"
"You had good intentions," Hiccup groaned, sitting up. "That's all that matters." He brought his knees to his chest and wrapped his arms around his shins. The brunette rested his forehead upon his knees and shook his head, "Can you get me some tea or something?"
"Yeah, of course." Elsa set the cloth back into the bowl of cold water and got up from sitting on the coffee table. "What kind do you want?" She questioned, striding over to the Teavana tea kettle and filling it with water from the spring water jug.
"Something..." He paused, "Something that'll put me to sleep, I guess."
Elsa froze at that comment, the tea kettle beginning to overfill and luckily run down the sides and into the sink she held it over. She blinked and stopped herself, setting the water jug back down on the counter, putting a couple teaspoons of Youthberry tea leaves inside the kettle, and sealing it with the lid. "Hiccup..."
"Hm?"
"Do you ever feel like you want to kill yourself?" She hesitantly asked, setting the kettle on the stove and turning on the gas flame. She stared at the clock, trying not to look back and return Hiccup's confused gaze. 3 am.
He shook his head, "No, no I don't. It's not like I cut myself or anythingーlike some people." A beat. "Like some people." Another beat. "Elsaー"
The blonde hurriedly looked down at her arms, to see that she had mistakenly rolled up the sleeves of her baby-blue sweater in order not to get the sleeves dirty while trying to wake Hiccup up with the soaked cloth. "Shit!" She spat out, and her hands immediately pulled at the strands of her hair by her temples. "Hiccup it's nothing," She stammered, "It's nothing, it's nothing, it's nothing."
"Let me see them." Hiccup said, getting to his feet. His leather boots landed on the floor, the gold zippers making small clinking sounds as he strode towards Elsa, and that seemed to be all she could hear. The little clinking sounds of those tiny little zippers ringing in her ears.
She suddenly felt his gentle hands rest on her wrists. He slowly turned her around, her breath shaking as she stared down at the scars that reminded her of those nights... those nights of razors dragging across her porcelain flesh and the bright red blood that was illuminated by her computer screen. It seemed to glow in the dark on its own, anyway.
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Little Talks {NON/DISNEY AU}
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