hiccup pollock 2

Now it turns out they both hate me? A twenty-minute lockdown and they already feel betrayed? Hiccup pulled hard on a leather buckle, almost tearing it off. "Hey!" I protested, taking a step toward him. Are you going to keep ignoring me? Nothing. "Hiccup," I said more firmly, "Are you going to stay on this childish plan much longer?" And then... he turned around. Not abruptly, not with unbridled rage, but with such a contained tension that I felt the air around us drop in temperature, his eyes burned, not just from anger, there was something else, something that made me swallow. His steps took him straight into my personal space and he stopped inches from my face, I froze. "Are you trying to provoke me, Alice?" he whispered, his voice deep, tempered with something much heavier than simple anger. I stood still, waiting for him to say something else, but he didn't immediately. Instead, he raised a hand... and held my face. His fingers rested firmly on my jaw, holding my face with a controlled pressure that didn't hurt... but wasn't gentle either. His eyes locked with mine, and for a second, the world went dark. The wind, the dragons, Kaelen, the forest—everything was erased. It was just him and me. His thumb barely touched the line of my cheekbone, there was no tenderness, there was determination, fire, a contained scream about to explode. -Pretend you don't know me again... he said through his teeth, with that intensity that is felt more than heard - and I will do something that will prevent you from ever forgetting me.