Neal. Her skin crawls at his touch. Dammit, why didn't she make Ruby come with her? How could she be so stupid? Neal backs up and they hide behind a pillar. He backs her up into pillar. His hand still over her mouth. He jabs a gun into her side.
"Scream and there will be a bullet in your gut," he threatens. She nods.
"Now, I am going to remove my hand. No stupid shit okay?" she nods and he slowly removes his hand.
"What do you want?" she asks with a tremor in her voice.
"You're coming with me," He says as he pushes the gun deeper into her side. She winces.
"We're going to leave. You will not make a sound or look at anyone. If you do I will shoot. Is that clear?"
"Yes," she says as her hands begin to shake. This is what Neal does to her to make her lose control. His presence repulses her. This creep thinks his is the shit and can do anything he wants to her. She can't do anything now. He is expecting a move now. She has to wait for his guard to come down.
He backs away from the pillar. She steps away from the pillar and he turns her around. He presses the gun into her back.
"Walk," he commands. She does as he has asked. She says nothing and looks at no one. They make it to the parking lot and he leads her to dark green sedan with the bumper that is going to fall off at any moment.
"Now get in the car. You're driving," He growls at me. He shoves the keys into her hand. He opens his car door and climbs into his seat. She follows suit and gets into the drivers seat. He still points the gun at her.
"Drive to the pier," he orders. Emma starts the car and puts it in reverse. She slowly backs out, then puts it in drive and heads out of the parking lot. Neal says nothing at first.
"Could you go any slower?" He asks annoyed.
"Do you want me to get pulled over?" He grunts, but says nothing else. They arrive at the pier.
"Now where?" She asks with the tremor still in her voice. He switches the gun to his left hand.
"Drive down to the end and take a left." Emma does exactly what he says. Now they are between two beaten up, abandoned warehouses.
"Park the car and get out." He orders and he gets out. He comes over to her side and opens the door. She parks the car and gets out slowly. He brought her out here to kill her. She bites the inside of her cheek to keep her from crying. As soon as she gets out he slams it shut and she jumps. He stands right next to her. He's too close she is going to cry or throw up. He moves, so they are touching. Her skin is crawling.
"Something bothering you?" he whispers into her ear. She steps away from him and vomits right on the concrete. Emma faints at the sight of her own vomit.
Killian feels like he is walking on cloud nine. They won their tenth game in a row. Emma is here. He saw her in the crowd earlier and as always she was stunning. He can't wait to she her. All of the team has changed and most of their school is still in the parking lot talking. He moves from car to car and can't find Emma. He grows worried. He finds Ruby and her face falls when she sees him.
"Is Emma..." She shakes her head before he can finish the question. Tears well in her eyes.
"Hey, look don't cry. When did you see her last?" He asks. She takes a couple breaths then pulls herself together.
"Right after halftime," Ruby says as she winces. Halftime? Holy shit. She has been gone too long. She would never wander off for an hour. Neal has to have her. If he touches one hair on her head he will beat the shit out of Neal. He clenches his fists.
"Whoa there buddy," Ruby says as she backs away from him. He relaxes and unclenches his fists.
"Do her parents know?" He asks as he starts to scan the crowd.
"No, I thought she just was with you. I had no idea she was gone," Ruby says with a dramatic hand flourish. Killian shakes his head. He needs to find Emma. He stalks away from Ruby in search for her parents. He spots them standing by their car chatting and smiling. He marches over to them.
"Killian, great game. Where's Emma?" Mary Margaret asks. David smiles as he puts an arm around Mary Margaret.
"Gone." Killian says. David's arm drops off her shoulder. Mary Margaret panics.
"No. No. Killian she has to be here I saw her last at half time. I made her check in with me. This can't be happening. We should have never let her come tonight." She says as she begins to cry. David whips out his phone and begins to dial a number. Killian assumes its the police. He can't just stand here and wait. That bastard probably has his hands all over. David gets off the phone.
"The police are on there way," David says worry etched all over his face.
"Coach, I can't wait here for the police to show up. I have to find her."
"Killian, no, you can't. Its too dangerous." Mary Margaret says.
"Yeah, that means she's in danger too," Killian says. David nods and Killian runs to the Jolly Roger.
Emma wakes up with her head spinning. She tries to bring her hand to face, but she can't move her hand. She looks down and finds her hands duct taped to a chair. No matter how hard she tugs and pulls she can't get loose. She sighs and gives up. She looks around the room. The warehouse has absolutely nothing in it besides the chair she is sitting and the few lights that are scattered throughout the warehouse. Neal is no where to be found. Maybe she can get out of here. She tries pulling and tugging at the duct tape. Holy shit, what is this made of? She keeps working at it.
Emma is so focused she doesn't even hear the door open. Neal walks in with a smile on his face. Does she really think she can get out of those bonds? Its ten layers of duct tape… she can try, but she isn't going anywhere.
"I would give up now, while you can," he says with a devilish smirk. Emma is now becoming very desperate.
"Please don't kill me. If I ever meant anything to you please don't kill me," she pleads. She starts to cry. She doesn't want to die. She can't. Killian wouldn't be able to handle that. He already lost one girlfriend. He lets out a cackle as he moves closer to her.
"Kill you? Oh I don't want that. Do you really think I'm that cruel? I know I haven't been kind in the past, but death? Oh no. What good would it do me if you're dead?" He says lightly. Like this is some goddamn joke. Of course he just using her again, but for what? He moves even closer, so now he is two feet from her.
"What the hell do you want then?" Emma spits on his feet. He jumps back and looks disgusted.
"I need money, I owe a guy. I figure I kidnap you and get money. Everyone goes home happy," he says with a smile.
"You're joking right? Do I look happy? because I'm not and I never will be. Not as long as you're around. What hell was that shit the other night? I need you, I am lost without you," Emma mocks him.
"Well originally that is what I wanted. I wanted you to come with me and we could run cons like we used to. Get money that way, but now you let that football player touch you…" he trails off. Emma can't believe him. Why was she ever with this asshole?
"You're such a hypocrite. You touched me when I said no. When I told you to stop. When I didn't want you! You see my face? YOU did this to me. He would never hurt me the way you do. I can't wait until the cops find you and throw your pathetic ass in jail!" She screams at him. He slaps her so hard that the chair topples over and she falls to the ground. He pulls a knife from his back pocket. He holds it to her throat. Her pulse quickens.
"Now, I need you alive, but don't for one second think that I won't hurt you. Your face isn't even healed from last time. I would think about that before you call me pathetic," He says through his teeth. She whimpers and nods. Her head is throbbing and she can feel something wet on her scalp. Blood. What a shock he injured her again. Neal puts the knife away and pushes the chair back up.