Chapter 12

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Emma's POV
I visit Killian again and sit down next to him then he hugs me and then I press my lips against his. We talk for a while and then watch some TV then I get up and say "I should probably go."
"Can you stay?" He asks
"No I really should go, I need to check in with my parents."
I kiss him one more time then I begin to walk away but he wraps his arms around my stomach and pulls me back. I start laughing then he says "Please?"

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It's been a little over a week since I went to see Killian and he came home 3 days ago. The doctor said that between my broken ribs and severe burns, he probably will have to be in the wheelchair for a while. I don't think he is going to be able to go to London, I am still trying to make peace with that but honestly at this point I am just happy that he's still alive.

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3:32am
I wake up at to a ring of my phone. I look at the caller ID and see it's Killian I begin to get worried and and answer it.
"Hello?" I ask
"Hi, Emma it's Liam, Killian woke up about 30 minutes ago coughing and then all of a sudden he wasn't breathing. We brought him to the hospital and we're waiting now." He's in tears, I can just tell. "I just know it would really help him if you were here when he woke up."
"Yes of course, I will be there as soon as possible."
I get in car and drive to the hospital. When I get to the lobby I wait a couple minutes then his mom and dad come up to me. I stand up and Mr. Jones says "It just happened out of the blue, we don't know why. The doctors are working on it right now."

We all wait for a little while then a nurse comes in a gets them. The come back 20 minutes later and says "He's awake."
I go to his room he is shaking, crying, and is so pale. He then says "Emma I can't come to London."
"Why? I thought it was still a possibility." I ask worried "Remember when we were in the ambulance and I was holding your hand so I could stay strong." He says still shaking
"I didn't think you remembered that. It was so traumatic and that was such a little detail of that night, I just thought..."
"Well I need you to react the way I did and stay strong." I grip his hand like I am hanging on for dear life and then he says like it's his last dying breath "Emma, I have been diagnosed with bone cancer."
I am blank. I don't hear anything. I don't say anything. I feel like my mind has been completely erased from any remote existence, I am on an island alone, isolated from everything else, I have been placed on the island of disturbance and dejection. A thunder bolt of grief and anguish. I am all alone. But. Then all of a sudden I see a figure of someone else. He is in the water drowning off the coast of the island, his face is familiar, with his distinctive blue eyes and his hair as black as the night sky, his is feeling it much more than I, drowning in these peril waters.

"Emma?" asks Killian.
"You're gonna be fine." I say fighting back tears.
"What?"
"I am going to take care of you, you are going to be fine." I say now with some tears finding their ways out of my eyes.
"This isn't like the flu, you can't just take care of it and hope it goes away."
"You're- you're." I start sobbing into his lap. He is rubbing my head with one hand and holding my hand with the other. After a little while I sit up and say "You know through this whole thing I keep thinking 'why Killian? why does it keep having to be Killian?' you are such a good person, I just don't understand..."

"How long will you have to be in the wheelchair?" I ask crying.

"For the rest of my life. With the cancer my bones will only get weaker and I won't be able to support myself." I start to cry more.

"Hey..." he says lifting my chin with his hand "We'll get through this."

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I knock on her door and I hear "come in." I enter and already can feel the sweat accumulating on my hands as I rub them together nervously.
"Mrs Granton?"
"Yes?" she asks
"I need to talk to you about our class trip."
"So I am pretty sure that Killian told you he isn't going on the trip to London."
"Yes, I did speak with Mrs. Jones yesterday."
"Well I have decided not to go either, I want to stay here with him."
"Are you sure? Emma this is an amazing opportunity, I would hate for you to miss it."
"Yeah, I want to be here to support him. And I figured if I don't go then it just means the money will go towards the school funds."
"Ok, just let me know if you change your mind."

I walk back home and then I get a text from Killian

Hey I am back home now, can you come over? ~ Killian

Yes of course let me just finish up some homework then I will be right there. ~ Emma

I work for a little bit then I head over to his house. I knock then his dad opens the door, he takes me to the living room and Killianjust sits there in his wheelchair just like he has been for the past couple of weeks but for some reason right here, right now, he looks different.
"Hey." I say sitting on the coach by his wheelchair.
"Hey, I have something for you."
He hands me a black t-shirt with a 'New York Yankees' logo on the front
"What's this?"
"The t-shirt I was wearing the day we met. You couldn't see it because it was under my jacket but it was there. For me every time I see it I think of you, I wanted you to have it and every time you see it you think of me, I also wanted you to have it in case I... well when I..." I interrupt him with a kiss. "Thank you." I say with a smile.

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Hey guys so sorry to break your little hearts but I just had to do it, MWAHAHAHA... don't forget to comment and vote
Love, Satan😂

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