Astrid's P.O.V.
I stared at my mother-oh, sorry- Ingrid, in shock. She looked horrible and in need of help. "What are you doing here?" I stutter.
"I'm so sorry, my baby!" She cried before wrapping me in her arms. "I'm sorry I called you a b****! I'm sorry I insulted you! I'm sorry I harmed you!" she wept, soaking my hair with her tears. She was apologizing?! I slowly wrap my arms around her and a few tears find their way out of my eyes and down my cheeks.
"I-It-It's okay...mom," I say, not knowing how to react.
"Oh, are you okay?! How long have you been on your own?" she asks.
"A few days. I'm fine. Are you okay?" I ask worriedly.
"I'm fine. I've stopped drinking. I'll never hurt you again," she says and I tighten my grip on her, both of us in an all out sobbing party. I feel something soft come up between us, followed by the shy meow of Stormfly. We pull apart and I pick her up before my mom goes to pet her and she hisses. "Who is this?" my mom chuckles as Stormfly crawls onto my shoulders.
"This is Stormfly, I found her in last nights storm," I tell her.
One week later
Mom started living with me, filling the guest room and helping me pay the rent. I got all three jobs and was constantly filling out paper work at school. I had little free time and any time I got to myself, Hiccup tried to take up while I tried to ignore him. All guys are the same, that's why I stopped dating. The principal gave me back my music when he saw that my grades were already taking a toll and now they were back up. What can I say? I'm a Hollerkey and music makes us focus. I'd talked to my mom about it and she agreed to go by the name Hollerkey in case Dad got arrested. I know what you might be thinking. Why are you still calling them mom and dad if you're adopted? Because they're the only family I have. No cousins, that are alive, no living grandparents or aunts and uncles. I'm the only one that can carry out our bloodline and I'm not really planning to. When my mom gets in a deadly crash, and she will at some point, and my dad dies from drug withdraw, I will be the last of the Hoffersons. And not even....I might be the last of my real name, though. Either way, I might be the last of my bloodline and I won't be able to continue it.
"Astrid!" I jump as the aggravated voice reaches my ears and the class laughs at me. I look at the teacher to see him holding his hand out for my music.
"I-...It's not the music sir," I say, quietly defending myself. His hand doesn't move and I slowly take my ear bud out before fixing my beanie so that it covered my ear. I hand him my phone and look at my desk before a slip of paper is slipped onto my desk.
'Is everything okay? -H' I look at Hiccup to see him glance at me from the corner of his eye as he faced the front.
'It's nothing. Leave me alone. -A'
'If it's nothing, why don't you tell me? -H'
'Because it's not something you need to know. -A'
'I think it is. -H'
'Since when do you care? -A'
'Since you moved into my building. And since that woman moved in with you, you've been kinda isolated. I'll ask again: Is everything okay? -H'
'Leave me alone. -A'
'Not until you tell me.-H'
'Nothing's wrong! -A'
'The fact that you got defensive tells me other wise. If you don't tell me, I'm gonna have to keep bugging you. -H'
'Nothing. Is. Wrong! -A'
'I know that's a lie Astrid so stop it! -H' I storm to the corner of the room and throw the note away. When I come back to my desk, there are like ten note cards piled on top of it. I read them and they all said 'Tell me.' I take one and write no in all caps with ten '!' behind it before slamming it on his desk, accidentally drawing the attention of the teacher who walked toward us. He picks up the note before looking at us in confusion.
"Tell Hiccup what?" he asks.
"None of your business!" I snap, burying my head in my arms.
Time skip
I crossed my arms as I slouched in the chair, Hiccup sitting next to me and resting his head on his fist. "We wouldn't be here if you had just told me what's going on so I can help," he says and I roll my eyes.
"Maybe I don't want help, you ever think of that?" I ask under my breath.
"Just because you don't want it doesn't mean you don't need it. Don't think I don't know about your jobs," he says.
"Stalker," I grumble. If he heard me he didn't show it. Soon, the principal comes in and sits at his desk.
"So, someone wanna tell me what happened?" he asks, "You're both fairly good students, I trust you'll tell me the truth."
"Maybe his version of the truth," I snarl.
"My side of the truth," Hiccup corrects me.
"Only," I add.
"Who says?" he asks, looking at me.
"Every school I've ever gone to...which is a lot," I tell him.
"And why's that?" he questions.
"None of your business!" I snap.
"That's enough!" the principal shouts and we look at him, "I will hear both sides of the story. Now, here's what I was told happened. You two were passing notes in class, Hiccup bugging Astrid to tell him what's going on in her life. Astrid got frustrated and slammed a 'no' note on Hiccup's desk before snapping at the teacher. Am I missing something? Hiccup."
"I was only trying to help her-" I cut him off.
"By nagging me to no en-" this time I get cut off my by the principal.
"Astrid," he warns, "Go ahead, Hiccup."
"I was only trying to get her to tell me why she had so many jobs and who the woman that moved in with her was so I could help her if she needed it," he says and I sigh.
"And how do you know of the jobs she possess, and of a woman moving in with her? Who was she living with before?" Principal asks.
"Do not answer that," I growl at Hiccup.
"Hiccup," Principal orders and Hiccup looks from me to him and back again.
"She...."
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