Lies (Captain Swan)

. Chapter 6 .

Emma's p.o.v

• A week later •

Another week.

Another week stuck on this awful island.

Another week closer to Henry becoming a lost boy.

Ever since that night when I'd spilled my guts to Killian, we've been going honestly pretty well.

Every day we "go to get firewood". Which really means we're just being all lovey dovey and making out in the woods.

The day after I had talked to my mom about it she wouldn't stop pestering me about it.

So, later that day I just told her everything. And I would be lying if I said she reacted calmly. She was very happy for me to say the least.

I was worried though. I mean everyone knows she can't keep a secret. Regina being the evidence.

So I was kinda on edge every time my dad looked over at me. I think he hates Killian less than he used to especially since he saved his life but he's still not a fan of him.

If he were to find out about our relationship, let's just say....he wouldn't be too thrilled about it.

But Killian and I are really good. He's really not the person everyone thinks he is.

He's really the only guy I've ever been with that I feel like I can truly be myself around.

I'm still terrified. But every time I see him the fear fades away a little more.
               
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Killian and I are walking through the woods now going get firewood. We usually actually do bring some back. Usually.

Killian kinda seems off. Like he's really nervous about something.

I know he has walls too so I don't want to push him but, he's really worrying me.

"Killian?" I ask him "are you okay? You seem....off."

"I'm fine" He replies distantly. Not giving me any emotion what so ever. That is not like him at all.

"You sure?" I asked again this time more skeptically.

"Yes"

Nope. Nope. Nope. Definitely not. Somethings wrong.

I walked up to him and grabbed his arm turning him to me.

"Killian Jones." I said sternly.

He looked at me and he looked sad. His eyes were full of fear even though he was trying to hide it.

"Hey" I said softly, barely above a whisper, placing my hand on his cheek moving my thumb back and forth slightly running it over the scar under his eye.

"What's wrong?" I asked again.

"Pan paid me a visit." He said looking away from me.

I instantly tensed hearing that name. Had he done something to him? I started to get worried.

I swallowed before saying "and?"

"He told me something. And because of that something I'm afraid that you'll not want me anymore."

Hold up. What? Now I'm sacred. What could Pan have possibly told  him that would make him think I wouldn't want to be with him anymore?

"What did he say?" I asked him quietly.

He took a deep breath.

"Neal's alive."