Sheriff Swan

Chapter 10

Emma woke up with a beating in her head. She groaned and squeezed her head. She turned her body to her side and saw a figure in her sheets. She looked over the sheets and saw Killian Jones sleeping.

"Oh God No!" Emma said panicked.

She looked over at her clock and it read 7:14am. She was getting out of bed when Killian's groan made her stop. Killian looked over at her and smiled. Emma could not believe she let herself sleep with Killian!

"Good Morning, Swan." Killian said to her.

On that note Emma got out of bed and walked into her bathroom. She shut the door behind her and sat on the sink. Did she really just sleep with Killian?

Killian knocked on the door and said, "Love?"

"Stop calling me that! I'm not your 'love'!" Emma screamed out at him through the door.

"Oh, come on. We both had a good time and-"

Emma cut him off, "No! We both didn't 'have a good time'! No!"

"Emma." Killian said then Emma heard him sit on the floor against the door.

Emma just sat there. She was staring at the wall. How could she do this to Graham?

Emma finally said, "Killian, I'm sorry. I'm with Graham. I know you think we had something last night but we didn't. I was drunk as hell. I'm sorry...for doing this to you."

Emma heard Killian get up from the floor and walk away. She got off the sink and opened the door. She saw Killian grabbing his stuff. Emma looked down and sighed. She then felt Killian's hand on her face, she looked up.

"I'm sorry, Love." He said the kissed Emma's lips lightly.

He walked out of the bedroom and then out of the apartment. He shut the door and then Emma walked over to her phone. She saw that she had a text from Mary and one from Graham. She opened the one from Mary first.

Mary - Did you get home safe?

Emma decided not to tell this secret to Mary. It was just going to be between her and Killian.

Emma - Ya, I'm good.

Mary - Why didn't you go with me and Red?

Emma - I don't know? I was drunk as hell last night.

Emma then opened the text from Graham.

Graham - Good Morning Beautiful! Did you have a good time last night?

Emma - It was okay.

Graham - What happened?

Emma - Nothing much. Just got drunk and now I'm hungover and feel terrible.

Emma truly did feel terrible. Physically and Mentally.

Graham - Want me to come over?

Emma - No

Graham - O, Okay then.

Emma felt terrible she knows she wouldn't be able to talk let alone look at Graham. She walked into the kitchen and grabbed a poptart out of the cabinet. She ate in and then walked back into her bedroom. She plopped onto her bed and stared at the ceiling. How could she do this to Graham? One tear rolled down Emma's cheek. She quickly wiped it away and got up from her bed.

"I need to get over this!" Emma yelled out.

She walked over to her closet and pulled out a coral shirt and a pair of capri's. She got dressed, brushed her teeth and put her hair up in a ponytail. She had one spot in Storybrooke, Maine that truly soothed her. She was going to the beach. To the Ocean.