AN: Hey guys! This is my first fanfiction so don't judge me too horribly if my story is not good! Also, If there are any typos, I'm sorry, because I am writing this on my phone, and auto correct does not like me! Also, my OTP in this story and in general is Hijack, so if you don't like that's stuff, then don't read. Thank you and enjoy!

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Hiccup's POV

I walked forlornly through the streets of Berk, earning hateful glares and disapproving glances from other Vikings. All though I was used to this kind of treatment, it still hurt me deeply. I stare ahead, trying not look at the cruel eyes of the village people. I was walking back from Gobber's workshop, after a long day at the iron works. Gobber was the only friend I truly had, aside from Toothless, my Night Fury. No one knew about Toothless except for me, and I intended to keep it that way. Even though no one would listen to 'Hiccup the Weak', as I would sometimes be called, it was best not raise suspicion that the Chief's son was affiliated with dragons, Berk's long time enemy. As I arrived home, in an unpleasant mood (all though, there was nothing unusual there), I couldn't help but be hopeful that maybe my father wasn't there. I took a breath as I opened the creaky door, letting the noon day light, leak into the room.
"Oh," boomed a deep voice, that could only be recognized as Hiccup's fathers. "I didn't expect you home so early, son."
Stoick stood, and walked towards his son, and Hiccup couldn't help but notice the pained look in his fathers green eyes as they rested upon his son.
"Uh, yeah" I respond, a little hurt that my dad sounded disappointed. "Gobber said that he needed to get some more materials for the shop and told me it might be best if I head home."
"I see."
After waiting next to the still open door, in awkward silence, I shut he door and say," Well, if you need me, I'll be in my room."
At this, my father sighed. "Son, why do you always shut yourself in your room?"
I took this by surprise, as my father usually never took interested in my social life.
"Uhh... Why?" I respond, getting a little angry." You've never cared before, so why do you care now? I mean, you never see happy to see me, never! And now suddenly your wondering what I do by myself, alone." I take a breath, deciding it was probably better not to continue, in fear of angering my father.
Unfortunately I already did that. "Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, you NEVER take that tone with me! I am your father and-"
"Then start acting like it!" I shout before I can stop myself. This seems to take the large man back. My father got over his shock quickly enough though.
"You... Weak boy," Stoick says coldly, giving me an even colder look."Go to your room and do not come out until your the son I wish I had."
With that remark and tears filling my green eyes, I run past my father, up the stairs, and into my room. I let all the horrible words the people whispered while they thought I wasn't listening seep into my mind. I sobbed silently into my arms, drenching the sleeves in salty tears. My ears still ring from my fathers venomous words.
I'm useless. I think to myself. I'm stupid and weak and useless and I will NEVER amount to anything. They were right, all of them. All of the others words about me, were right. I don't, deserve to live. Everything is my fault. Everything.
I soon forget my planned visit to Toothless as I cry myself into an early slumber. I let my own sadness and despair take me into a sleep, and the last thing I remembered was the darkness and silence surrounding me.

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AN: So! How was that? If you have any advice, then please do share! I'm always open to hear it! That you guys for listening! Your the best! Until next time! Oh! And I forgot o mention this in the beginning, but, I own nothing! It's all dream works stuff! The only thing I own is the story! Sorry if you have read anything like this, but I haven't, so this is all from my imagination! That you guys SO much! Okay, seriously now, until next time!