Stay With Me

Yelling and Loud Noises

EMMA

The loft smelled of warm cookies and pastries when I walked in the door. I inhaled a deep breath and smiled. I really was hoping that Charming wasn't home, or else it would be scary.

"How was work today, Emma Swan?" I slowly turned my head in the direction of the voice. My body cringed and I put my head down in shame.

"Yeah, you better cringe in shame. You know what you did was wrong, you ran from me. How do think that made me feel?" He was pointing his finger and yelling at me.

"How does that make you feel? Seriously! I've finally found my true happiness and you don't want me to have it! I am fed up of you trying to control me! Maybe you're my dad, but not all dad's are over protective and controlling! If you want to go share an ice cream cone, fine! But you cannot dictate all of my life! I am powerful enough to protect myself, including my heart! I've been let down enough to have a calloused heart! Let me make my own mistakes! Let me fall by myself, because that's what I'm used to!" I was out of breath, and I wanted to cry. I realize it was harsh, but harsh and necessary. If he didn't understand by himself, I was going to make him understand. The house shook as I stomped up the stairs, leaving a speechless prince behind me. I found the biggest suit case I could, and I shoved most of my clothes in it. I was 30, way too old to be living at home. My eyes were wet against my will. I sniffled and wiped them. I hope my night with Hook would be better. As I was about to leave the house, I heard the front door open. Snow and baby Neal were home. It would be a lot harder to walk out on Snow, the supportive mother that I had always dreamed about in my cold hard beds at the foster homes. I lugged my suitcase down the stairs, making Snow look up.

"Emma? What are you doing?" She looked at my face and my suitcase, trying to decipher my moods and emotions.

"I... I just need to leave this house." I didn't look at her at all, I couldn't.

"Emma, please. Stay." Snow pleading was shattering my heart. I was glad that she could no longer see my face, because the sobs were coming upon me quickly.

"Emma, I promise I won't control your life. We went so long without you, I don't want you to leave." Charming was now begging.

"I'm sorry." I closed the door behind me and walked down the stairs. The icy wind sent chills down my spine, when just last night the weather was perfect. I could no longer hold it in. I sat down and cried. More like sobs. The ground was cold, maybe wet, but I didn't even care. I just needed to rest my tired brain. My sobs turned into whimpers as my drowsy eyes closed.
"Emma?" I felt a hand shaking me. I looked up to see Belle standing above me.
"Oh good! I thought you were dead!" She smiled, then her emotions changed.
"Why are you out here! It's freezing!" She looked at my suitcase and up towards the stairs and it looked like she understood.
"Oh, I'm so sorry Emma. If you ever need anywhere to stay I have more than enough room for you, and I would be happy to have company." She helped me up and I grabbed my suitcase.
"Thank you so much, but I think I've got somewhere to stay." I hugged her and then we walked together until she had to go. I waved and then continued on to Granny's Bed and Breakfast.
"What room is Killian in?" I asked Ruby who was manning the desk momentarily.
"Ooh, suitcase." She raised her eyebrows at me, "Fun." I sighed.
"Ruby! What room?" She put her hands up defensively.
"Alright, alright. 24. Do you want your own set of keys?" I rolled my eyes and walked towards the hallway. I paused just outside of his door. What if he didn't want me there? What if he wasn't ready for this? I was about to walk away, but something in me snapped. I wasn't going to be so puny and weak. I was brave. I had been let down enough to just expect the worse. I knocked on the door, prepared for the worst.
"Just a minute!" I heard bustling around and finally the door opened.
"Oh, it's you. I didn't even have to get dressed." He smiled, until he saw my expression.
"What's wrong? Come in." He opened the door as I walked in and broke down. I didn't want him to think I was weak, but I couldn't control my tears. He held me in a warm embrace as I cried into his leather jacket.
"I'm sorry, I know leather can't get wet." I pulled back and walked to the bathroom to grab tissues.
"Soak it, I don't care. Drown it in a hurricane. If it makes you feel better, I'd do anything." I laughed between the tears.
"You make me so happy." I calmed down. "Can I stay here for a while? I just... I had a fight with David. I can sleep on the couch if you want." I put my hands around his neck, and his fell into place around my waist.
"Of course you can stay here. I'd prefer that you slept in the bed... with me." I giggled and kissed him. He leaned down into me and I stood up on my tiptoes so we could kiss perfectly. It felt like our bodies were made for each other, maybe they were.