Accidental Fiancé

31: The last straw

Thirty One: The last straw

Head snapping up, Hiccup scrambled to his feet in utter shock at the woman standing in the doorway. Bella inspected him, a little smile on her plump pink lips, her hands on her hips.

"Well?" she smirked. "Haven't you got anything to say to your girlfriend?"

"B-Bella...what are you doing here?" he managed to gabble. She advanced a pace, a knowing smirk on her face.

"Silly boy-I live here," she told him. "Honestly, Hiccup-you haven't got any less stupid since you set me up..."

"I know you live on Berk but what are you doing here? In this house?" he asked her desperately.

"I came to see you," she said as if it was obvious.

"Bella-there is a restraining order against you," he told her carefully. "You're not allowed to come within a mile of me."

"But you came back," she said reasonably.

"To Berk," he cut in. "Not to you..."

"DON'T CONTRADICT ME!" Bella shouted and he flinched. He backed up a pace, breathing heavily because he could read the look in her eyes that he had learned to fear. But you don't need to fear her any more. She has no hold over you now. So he lifted his chin and stared into her eyes.

"Bella-you can't be in here," he said. "I want you to go. Now."

"You don't tell me what to do!" she snarled. "Where's that woman now? Oh, I forgot-you left her because you're so pathetic you couldn't cope with her lifestyle. I told you that she wasn't for you. Why do you persist in ignoring me, Hiccup? You really aren't able to cope on your own."

"I think that's my decision, Bella," he said firmly. "And I want you to leave."

"What are you going to do?" she sneered. "Throw me out? How do you think that will play to the cops, a man attacking a small, innocent girl...?" He stared into her wide blue eyes, reading the callous cunning and forced her to glare back.

"I think the fact that most people in the Archipelago saw you attack me on live TV would make it very plausible when I tell them you broke in and threatened me," he told her, reaching for his phone. "Not to mention there's a restraining order and you are not permitted to come within a mile of this house. And how did you get in here...?"

"You Bastard!" she yelled and slashed out with the kitchen knife she had grabbed from downstairs. The edge sliced across his wrist and he dropped the phone, scrambling away to try to keep out of range, eyes wide with shock. She deliberately walked forward and slammed her heel onto his phone. "I've been wanting to do that for years," she snarled. He gaped and staggered back, eyeing the knife edged with his blood, his hand clamped onto the shallow cut.

"Bella-please leave!" he said firmly and she just laughed at him.

"You know-I always said you were a disappointment-but you were even a disappointment as a runaway," she sneered. "You came back. You gave up your way out and came back to Berk. Did you think I would let you get away with humiliating me, with getting me arrested and charged with assault? With stealing what should have been mine anyway? You owe me for giving your scrawny ass the time of day and you think that Astrid Hofferson wanted you? That engagement was fake, staged. You think I don't know that? And now you end it when you have everything you want in your grasp? It's all a sham...and I won't let you get away with making a fool of me..."

"You really don't need any help with that," Hiccup told her, seeing her eyes flatten with fury. "If you leave now, I won't press charges for breaching your restraining order..."