Blood Red (2)

Chapter 11

I turned to Killian. "Killian," I commanded, "put a shirt on."

A smirk rounded his lips. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," I said lowly. "We have guests."

"I'm sure they don't mind."

"I'm sure they do." I took off my own shirt and put my back to him.

"Ruby, why are you turned around?"

I ground my teeth. "I'm self conscious." I strapped on my bra and rummaged through my closet.

"No you aren't," he argued. I heard the bed frame groan as he stood up. He lazily trudged over to me without making a sound. His fingertips ran down my barely covered back. They grazed my scars. "You're one of the most confident person I know. This marriage won't work if we can't trust each other."

"We're not married."

"Not yet." He kissed my neck. "You seemed fine last night."

"You were in the bathroom though."

"Fine," he grunted. "Go ahead." Killian picked up the shirt I had thrown in the ground and slung it over his head. I gazed over at his left arm. He didn't have his glove on yet, so there was only a jagged stump. He took a deep breath.

I opened the door, both David and her daughter stood there awkwardly. I bit my lip. "You...uh...you heard that didn't you?" Emma nodded slightly.

"We didn't want to...interrupt," answered David.

"Ok. Come in." I moved to the side to allow them in. Killian was fixing his fake hand to the stump of his left arm.

"Hello David," he greeted.

"Hey Hook," smiled David. I cringed a little. David had seen me. "Oh...sorry...Killian."

"So what do you think happened?" Emma.

"First tell me who was put in the hospital."

"How about you go look yourself. I don't know him."

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We all went to the hospital; David, Emma, Killian and I. I was the only one who went to see him though.

I pushed the door open, my heart pounding. The man obviously wasn't hurt, but he was shaken up. His body was curled in the sheet, sweat beating at his temples. "Monster," he whispered in a hoarse voice. He had an accent that could only be described as...British.

"Will?" I could hardly hear myself. I steeped closer to him. "Will is that you?"

He turned to me with hollow eyes. "R-Ruby!? Ruby!?" He smiled and laughed, like nothing was wrong.

"Will are you okay? You don't look good."

"Oh I'm much better now thank you!" He jumped up and hugged me. "But I need to tell you somethin'."

"What is it?" I questioned stiffly.

He squeezed my shoulders. "It's Peter...he's alive."

"I...I know."

"But he's not. He's like...a zombie or somethin'." Will cupped my face. "It was scary. He stumbled towards me and whispered, "where's Ruby?" His eyes were crazy and his body was scratched up."

"You didn't tell him did you?"

"I thought you loved him."

"I did. Did. What if he's out for revenge? I mean I did blame him for all the murders in town and then murdered him."

His face fell. "I didn't think about that. Oh my God. What have a done!?"

"It's alright, but we could all be in danger. I need to go talk to Whale."

"Okay." He leaned in and placed a friendly kiss on the side of my head. "Don't get hurt Ruby."

"Don't worry I won't," I murmured with a grin. "Goodbye William."

"Goodbye Red." He rubbed my back, and then laid back down in his bed.

"Are you even sick?"

"Oh yes...very. Sick in the head." Will chuckled and then pretended to moan. "Monster. Monster." I almost laughed.