How Did Hiccup's Dad Died Novels & Stories

I yelled, what a joke my dad who hugged me, before I left for the airport two days ago, here they are telling me bullshits. "He is dead Andrea believe it or not." Gertrude announced without sugar coating her word. I didn't feel any remorse coming from that voice. I glared at her, tears threatening to spill out of my eyes, they did it! am finally breaking down. "He died of a brain tumor." I didn't care anymore, I felt like fainting. "What did you do to him?" my gaze was fierce, my dad couldn't just die like that, He is a strong and a wise man.

Charles (voice cracking): “He’s… he’s gone, Dad. He passed away this morning. The hospital said… cardiac arrest.” There was a pause. Dad (roaring): “WHAT? What do you mean gone?! Charles—stop talking nonsense! We saw him yesterday—he was fine!” Charles: “I’m at the hospital. I saw him. He’s cold, Dad…” A deep, guttural wail escaped from the other end. The line went dead. Within an hour, the whole family began arriving at the hospital. The Hospital Scene The corridor outside the ICU was flooded with confusion, sobs, and disbelief. Nurses tried to maintain order, but the tension was electric.

"Matt your dad had a heart attack." I immediately returned home and went to the hospital where Dad was taken. As soon as I heard what my uncle said, I didn't think twice about going to see him. "Matt!" Mama called me while her eyes were puffy. I approached him with a heavy step. My whole body seemed to be softening and weak from the sudden event. He hugged me tightly and that's when I heard Mama's loud crying. Dad is still almost in the ICU and the doctor told us that there is a chance that his whole body will be paralyzed.

They had uncertain looks on their faces, not sure of what happened. "Uncle, let me explain. Actually, my dad suddenly falling into a coma wasn't because of his old illness. Instead, he was attacked by Harold and Daisy."

But, one by one, bad things happened to our family. It started with my dad, who died in an accident the night he returned from the inauguration of our family’s new company in Greenmore. Not long after that, my grandpa died of heart disease, even though he had always practiced a healthy lifestyle, exercised diligently, and had regular health check-ups. All that time, the doctors declared him to be in good health.

*** I remember a year ago, I was still visiting my dad before my graduation- hoping and praying he'd make it. I had gotten a call from the hospital that had made my heart stop. "Hello?" "Hello miss, we're calling from the-" "Did something happened to my dad? Is he okay? Is he alright- what happened?" "He has responded miss," I freeze. My lips curling up. "But," my smile instantly falls. I hated that word. "unfortunately he had a seizure at 16:02," Right after I graduated. "and he fell into an unexpected coma. Ms Williams," the doctor sighs. "the chances of him living are slim. We don't know if he'll actually wake up-" I slowly removed the phone from my ear.

“You okay? You look sad.” “Sorry. This is all just a lot.” I blink all my doubts away and smile at him. “Um, you were saying something about camping?” “Yeah, well anyway, we went camping, and I asked Lucas what Dad was like. He told me that before Uncle Ansel died, he and Dad felt, like, everything the other felt. Uncle Ansel didn’t die in an accident like they told us when we were little. He died of a very intentional overdose. It almost killed Dad too. It’s some sort of curse or something on Dad’s family.”

I stare at Dad’s face, taking in all the lines and scars. All my life, he’s looked like this. Old. Tired. Stressed from all the lies, he's been telling all his life. Bubbles form around his mouth, some floating into the air. Suddenly, he begins to convulse, and his eyes roll back into his head. Staring at the white of his eyeballs is freaky as fuck, and I pinch my eyes shut. When I open them again, dad is gone. Instead, Paula is lying beside me.

“He deserved it.” “No argument from me,” says mum. Dad nods, “I just wanted to be the one to do it.” “Snooze you lose. Hey, what happened to Whiro?” I ask curiously. “He’s dead. Trauma brought on by the explosion,” says my father.

she couldn't say the words, but Vicky's eyes remained wide with anticipation. “My dad killed her parents.” Vicky gasped, immediately cupping her mouth. “What!?” “Hush!” Charlene pleaded. “I'm sorry.. but what!?” “Yeah,” she nodded, “he killed them, and then fled. Unfortunately, his plane crashed and my mom died two months after from a disease. I was on my own from then on.” Vicky's face twisted in confusion. “I don't get it, what does any of these have to do with you? I saw a photograph of you and Mrs Janice inside a club, what was that about?”