Chapter 6: Rainstorm
Hook ran back toward the beach, grabbing Emma by the wrist, pulling her along toward the cliff face.
"Let go of me," she hissed at him.
"We have't hurry, love. The Lost Boys are going to come after us. And you can't expect the mermaids to keep their bloody mouths shut," said Hook, not letting go of her wrist. They climbed quickly up the cliff face, rushing into the forest.
The storm hit, rain pouring down from a thundering sky. Emma searched around for her parents, but they were gone.
"Where are they?" she asked frantically.
"I don't know if you want to hear it," mumbled Hook.
"Tell me!" yelled Emma, her hair and clothes soaked through.
"They've been taken by the Lost Boys," he said, not looking her in the eyes.
Emma hastened into the forest, jumping over brambles of tree roots, Hook hurrying after her.
"Emma, stop. We have to hide. If you want to save your parents, we have to outthink the boys and Pan" called out Hook.
Her tears blended with the rain falling down her face, and she halted, kneeling into the mud, suddenly sobbing. Hook stopped behind her hesitantly, not knowing whether to comfort her or let her alone.
"I've lost everyone. Bae, Henry, and now my parents," she cried.
Hook knelt down beside her, and held her against him, kissing her forehead.
"Sweetheart, I don't mean to be an ass, but we really have to go," he said quietly.
Emma got back up, nodding. Then she slapped Hook, fiercely.
"You are an ass. What the hell did those mermaids mean 'a new girl.' What are you sex slaver or something? You are a sick, disgusting person, and I hate you," she screamed.
Slamming him against a tree, she pushed her lips against his, kissing, feeling his hot body tense against her. He grabbed her and lifted her up against him, laying her down on a bed of moss. Tearing off her wet clothes, he kissed every inch of her body, feeling her conform to the curves of his.
"I hate you too," he said.