HTTYD: You Don't Know the Meaning of "Nice"? (Hiccstrid)

Chapter 48

Astrid's P.O.V.

When Hiccup's gone, I drag myself out of the blankets and trudge to the bathroom. I let the hot water run and let the bathroom steam up as I take off my shirt and start to unwrap my shoulder. I threw the wrap on the counter and look at the bullet wound in the mirror; a bunch of little threads tickling my finger tip as I stroked it. The skin around it was still stained with blood and the wound itself was pink with infection. Well, duh, it needs oxygen and a good wash. I climbed into the tube and let the warm liquid trickle over my body. After I'm washed and relaxed, I climb out and wring my hair out in the sink before wrapping it in a towel. I gently dab my shoulder dry before moving to the rest of my body. I wrapped myself in the towel before walking out with the wrap I had on my shoulder. Suddenly, a knock sounds at the door.

"Astrid? Are you up yet?" Hiccup calls.

"Just getting out of the shower," I replied as I moved to my bed.

"Ooh! Me likey!" his voice cheered.

"Stop, it!" I snapped before he broke out in laughter.

"Okay, bring a brush down and I'll braid your hair for you," he says before his foot steps fade down the hall. I put on some PJ shorts and a bra before taking the wrap and attempting to put it around my shoulder. The doctor told me to only take it off when showering. After fumbling with it for eternity, I grumble in frustration before looking at the clock to see that it was well past ten. "Astrid, you're really taking a while, is everything okay?" Hiccup asks.

"I need help," I'm surprised to hear my voice crack as a small lump forms in my throat. He walks in and his ears turn bright red as he smiled sadly at me. He came over and took the wrap from me before gently wrapping my shoulder, weaving it under my bra straps. When he's finished, he plants a lingering kiss on my forehead. "Okay, this time I'll be down in one minute. Time me," I say as I walked to my closet.

"Time starts now," he chuckles as I went through my shirts. I grabbed a random one and ran to the bathroom for a brush. I then ran downstairs before tripping on the last step, sending me flying into unfamiliar arms. I look up to see Snotlout looking at me with laughter in his eyes.

"You okay, clutz?" he asks, holding back a snicker.

"Call my fist that again, I dare you," I say as I find my footing. He laughed nervously as I went to the living room, where Hiccup was waiting on the couch.

"How's your shoulder?" Snotlout asks as Hiccup gestures for me to sit on the floor, between his legs.

"Aching. How's your life?" I ask blankly as Hiccup starts brushing my hair. I sensed a feeling of tension between the cousins and felt like I was close to starting something.

"It's been fine," Snotlout said as he sat in the recliner.

"I still can't believe they didn't shut school down," Hiccup commented as he divided my hair.

"Yeah, a shooter and raper in one, and they keep it up and running. Insane," Snotlout says.

"Can we not talk about this?" I butt in as Hiccup's about to reply. He leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on my temple before weaving my hair into a braid.

"Hey, I know what'll make you feel better," Snotlout says before pulling something from his bag, next to the recliner. "Doin' my homework!" he cheered as he held it out to me. I took it from him and looked at the folder.

"Nah. What would make me feel better is this," I say before throwing it so that the corner collided with his eye.

"Ow!" He whined, rubbing his eye in pain.

"Serves you right. She's got her own homework to do," Hiccup says, tying my hair.

"No, I don't," I say matter-of-factly.

"What do you mean? You've been gone for two days, of course you have homework to do," Hiccup says.

"No, I don't. I'm not going back to school," I say as I push myself to my feet and walk to the kitchen.

"Yes you are," Hiccup called after me.

"No, I'm not!" I replied, an edge to my voice.

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes."

"No!" I scream as I slam the cabinet shut, which I had opened to get some chips. Hiccup was standing in the door way to the kitchen, staring at me with a strange expression. I throw the bag of chips onto the island and go to the sink before letting the cold water run. I cup my hands under the stream before splashing it onto my face. I do it a few more times before holding my wet hands to my face with a sigh.

"Astrid, why don't you want to go to school?" Hiccup asks.

"Uh, try It's humiliating for 500," I say, turning to face him.

"Why?" he asks.

"I got raped in the commons. I got shot and almost bled out...in the commons. I might be pregnant, Hiccup! Do you know what kind of stuff they'll call me if I am?! I'll tell you one thing: It ain't gon' be good!" I scream, tears starting down my face as I propped myself up on the island top. "I can't take that again," this time my voice was barely loud enough to hear. Suddenly, Hiccup turned me to face him.

"Astrid, I want you to listen to my next words, and I want you to listen good. If...if, you are pregnant, you can trust me to take care of you. Got it? I've stayed by you this long, what makes you think I'll abandon you now? And everyone at school is going to support you. They know you could be pregnant, okay? They know already. Heather's been worried sick about you, Fishlegs and the twins want to hunt down the bastard, and Snotlout's been pounding anyone who even snickered at the sound of your name. And those are just the people you know. They've started raising money to support you if you need it. All this happened in two short days. Now I want you to stop worrying about all this crap that's going on in your life and relax. And I have something in the other room that might help," he finishes. I paused, looking into his eyes for some sign that he was just trying to get me to shut up. I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face in his chest. "Two weeks," he said, stroking my hair, "Two weeks and we'll get you a pregnancy test. After that...it'll be out of your hands." Out of my hands. I wasn't unfamiliar to the phrase, but it sounded like something I've never heard before when he said it.