Chapter Nine
Punished
I woke up, with Killian's back turned against me.
"Killian," I whispered. But, he turned. His face wasn't Killian's though. It was Bailey's. I screamed. When I woke up, I was panting and screaming. "Emma, what's wrong? Are you alright?" Killian asked. His left hand, hook, was lying against my lower back, while his other hand was rubbing my face, trying to comfort me.
"Nothing." I whispered.
"Emma, this is the third night in a row where you screamed yourself awake." He whispered. I looked towards him, and tried to put on the best smile I could.
"You know, I know you well enough now to tell when you are lying." He said, he was coming closer to me. "Oh, really?" I asked, trying to sound surprised.
"Really. You will tell me," He said, kissing my neck.
I smiled. "Oh, really, I'd like to see you try." I laughed. He smiled, and turned me over onto my back. He kissed me on the mouth a couple of times. "Tell me, what did you dream about?" He asked.
I smiled, lightly.
"I will never tell." I whispered.
Just then, there was a banging on the door. "Captain! There's a storm a'coming!" someone shouted.
"Oh no!" Killian cried, he got out of the bed, and quickly got dressed.
"Stay down here!"
I sat up, suddenly forgetting about my dream. I rose to my feet and got dressed.
I headed out the door, and went straight for the deck's stairs. I looked up at the sky…it was turning dark grey. The wind was strong, and I almost got pulled away. "Emma, come here!" Mary replied. I climbed down. "We were told to remain down here." She said.
"Yeah, but what if they need our help?" I asked.
"They would tell us." Mary whispered.
I sighed. I then, started down the hall. Passed Killian's and my room, to where the hall went completely dark. "You know, who's down there." Mary warned. "I know. I just want to speak with her." I said. I walked down the hall. The walls, turned into bars. Almost like a jail cell.
"You." She said. I turned, she was lying on the floor. Her pale pink dress dirty. "Are you okay?" I asked.
She smiled, then it turned to laughing. "Okay? You think that I'm okay?!" She demanded. "You're still alive!"
"Aurora, what's wrong?" I asked.
"What's wrong is, you killed my first husband. Then you go and steal my potential husband." She whispered.
"I didn't steal anyone." I said.
"Yeah," she muttered.
"Listen, if you loved your husband …the way that you said you do, do you think he'd be proud you loving someone else, and then trying to murder someone?" I asked.
She looked up at me. Glaring with full fury.
"I'm not afraid of you, once I'm released .I will kill you." She whispered. "You can try…but I'm sorry, it might not work." I whispered.
"Hey!" a guard shouted. I turned to find him walking closer to me.
"Bye, Aurora." I whispered, before walking away in the other direction.
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"What were you doing down there?" Killian demanded
"I was just trying to talk to her. You threw in the prison, before she could explain herself." I said.
"You think she deserved explaining, after what she did to you?" He asked.
"Well, you have not traveled with her before…you wouldn't know that her behavior is weird." I said.
He sighed, and leaned against the dresser. His arms folded.
"I forbid you to go back there." He said, through clenched teeth. I smiled, and shook my head.
"You can't make me do that." I said. "Yes, I can." He said. "Mary,"
Mary Margaret walked in, her hands folded across her chest. "I'm sorry, Emma, but I agree with Hook…you can't go back there."
"I'm twenty-eight years old," I said.
"I'm telling you for your safety, Emma." She said. I just rolled my eyes. "I've gotta get back up there…try to slow the ship down, keep an eye on her for me?" He asked my mother. I turned my back. I can't believe I was being treated like a child.
"Of course." I heard my mother whisper.
