Chapter 8
Killian POV:

I yell "Swan!" And she turn to face me just a few feet away. Trying to hold back tears I ask, "Did you ever love me? Not Captain Hook the pirate, but just me, Killian Jones?"

I look into her eyes as she looks back at me "I never loved you. If I did, do you really think I would leave you like this?" She turns again and walks away.

I stand there, tears now falling. How could this have happened? Yesterday was the most amazing day of my 250 years he's been alive, that he can recall. What changed between now and last night?

The rain starts to come down even harder as the thunder claps again. He is completely soaked through his leather jacket now. He turns the opposite direction that Emma went.

I walk into Granny's and order myself a drink and sit there. Still soaking wet, dripping water onto the floor. I keep rethinking what just happened. I sit there for maybe thirty minutes knocking back shot after shot. I can feel the liquor numbing my mind but the heart ache is still lingering. I'm six shots in when I order another.

"I think you've had enough" Granny says.

Now I can't have a drink to drown my heart break? "Can't a pirate get drunk in this god forsaken town?!" I yell!

Now everyone in the diner is looking at me. Robin gets out of the booth he was sitting in and walks up to me. "Look there is no need to get upset. Granny just wants you to get home safely." He puts his hand on my shoulder.

"I control my own destiny. No one tells me what I can and cannot do. If I want another drink, I bloody well will have one!" I yell and shake his hand off.

"What's this about, mate?" He asks.

"Why does there have to be a reason?" I retort back at him.

"Because you're not acting like yourself." He states.

"I've always been like this. I was just distracted by a pretty lass that clearly wasn't my time." I say angrily

"So it's about Emma. I thought things were going well. Did you ask her to move into that house you found?" Robin continues to ask, "Did she turn you down?!" I see the pity in his eyes and it makes me feel worse.

"I never even asked her. It doesn't matter now. She doesn't want to have anything to do with me." I explain as I swipe the bottle from the counter when granny wasn't looking and start to walk out of the diner.

"Wait!" Robin raises his voice and follows me out the door. "What happened?"

I turn to face him, "She broke it off with me. I have no clue as to why." I think for a moment then I continue, "I guess I'm just not good enough for a princess."

I continue to walk towards my ship but I notice Robin stops following me after that. It's not very far from Granny's, the dock where my ship is. I go down to my cabin and fall back onto my bed and take a swig from the rum bottle I stole.

I pick up the photographs that we took at our date yesterday and look at them. They both look so happy together. Truth be told he was happy. He thought she was too. I guess looks can be deceiving. He rips the strip of photos in half tosses them onto the floor of his cabin.

"To hell with love! To hell with happy endings!" He says out loud but knows no one will hear him.

I falls asleep, dropping the rum bottle on the floor. When he wakes up he hears people walking aboard his ship. He walks up to the brig and sees David and Mary Margaret. It's daylight so he must have slept all night, he presumed.

David walks up to me and punches me in the face, "How could you?!" I hold the side of my face where he just hit me and look at him.

"Once a pirate always a pirate! I knew I should have kept you from our daughter!" He continues, then Mary Margaret grabs his arm attempting to pull him away from me.

"Aye, I am a pirate and the captain of this vessel. Now that you've just hit me, I think it's time you get off my ship!" I yell

They don't move. Instead they continue to interrogate me. "How could you break her heart?" Mary Margaret asks as she tries to hold David back

Now I'm confused. "I did no such thing. If anyone's heart was crushed, it was my own." I reply.

I pause for a moment seeing there confusion. I don't really want to know but I ask anyway. "Why? What did she tell you I did?"

Mary Margaret replies, "She said she broke up with you but we thought she was lying to us. We thought she made that up so we wouldn't hate you." She looks over at David. "She told us the truth. She broke up with him!" Gesturing at me.

"Well I think you owe me an apology, mate." I say to David.

He looks right at me and continues to ask, "why did she break up with you?"

"How the hell should I know what goes on in her crazy mind. I was daft to think she actually loved me." I shake my head. "Ask her yourself! I'm done with all of this." He gestures to them. "The lot of you."

"Emma left town. She's gone, Hook." Mary Margaret states.

I look up at them both. Why? Did she leave town to get away from me? What about her family? Henry?

"Where's Henry? Did she take him with her?!" I ask, still shocked.

David and Mary Margaret both shake their heads. David says, "she didn't even say good bye to Henry before she left."

Something's not right. She would never leave her boy. "Emma would never leave Henry! I know her, even better than she knows herself."

David and Mary Margaret nod in agreement.

David asks "Did she say anything to you about where she was going or why?"

I look down and think for a moment, back to last night. She didn't say a word to me about leaving town. I shake my head. "I'm afraid I don't recall her mentioning leaving." Suddenly I remember those talking devices. "Wait, did you try using the talking phone?"

"It's just called a phone." David replies, "And yes, we called her many times last night and this morning. It just goes to voicemail."

I don't know what to say now. Despite everything I don't want Emma to be hurt or lost. I hope she's alright.

Mary Margaret walks up to me, putting her hand on my arm "I don't know what came over her or why she left us but one thing I do know, she loved you." I looked at Mary Margaret and she truly believed that.

"I appreciate the kind words but if you had heard what she said to me, you wouldn't think that she did." I reply with a fake smile.

"We hurt the ones we love the most, often without meaning to." She says.

"I'm sorry I hit you" David apologizes.

I wave them away and they finally leave.

The anger from last night is gone now, leaving an empty feeling inside. I go back down into my cabin and see the photographs ripped up on the floor. I pick up the pieces and hold them together. Tears start to spill. I'd never cried so much over anything. I still love her even though she ripped my heart out.

Now she's gone, leaving a hole in my heart where she's supposed to be. "Love is just a bloody waste of time" I yell out loud to myself. I will never open my heart to anyone every again, I swear to myself. I look at the photos again. I will keep these as a reminder of how much of a fool I was to think anyone would ever love me.

Several weeks after Emma left I get promoted to Emma's job.

Mary Margaret and David continue to try and find Emma. Eventually they start to get letters of delinquent bills. Of course they still have hope that their daughter will return. I'm not so sure. She left everyone, even her own son.

I guess we didn't really know her at all. She was always living her life like it was always a storm. She was always fighting. Fighting to keep the happiness away.

As time went on, I thought about her less and less. The dull pain of losing her was becoming something more bearable. Until one day, nearly three months after she left, a child skating on the pond in the Enchanted Park falls through a thin patch of ice. During the rescue they find Emma's car, completely submerged.

The cut on my heart, seeming to be healed reopened and the pain came flooding back in.