Drogheda | Book 1

22. Forgiveness Asked For

Emma's POV

I wake in our bed, with Killian snuggled up to me. I smile as he slowly starts to open his eyes. "Hey, sleepy head." I giggle. He smiles and rubs his eyes. I sit up. I look down at my clothes and realize I didn't go to sleep in these. I glare at Killian. "How did I get into these?"

"I don't know. Magic." He laughs at his own joke. I roll my eyes. "I didn't look at anything I wasn't supposed to if that's what your asking." He cups my face. He kisses me softly. I smile.

"Good." I kiss back. "Killian?" I say, pulling back.

"Aye?" We keep our hands on each other.

"You need to tell your family. I'm not trying to control you, but I think they have the right to know. I don't want to be the reason you never talk to your father, so please just go talk to them." I beg.

"Emma, I don't know if I can face them. The last time was bad enough, but now... I- I just can't." He looks down.

"Hey, I'm with you through all of this. Remember that." I kiss his forehead.

"Thank you, Swan." He smiles. "You're right. I need to I just don't know what to say."

"You'll figure it out, you always do." I say kindly. "I don't feel good, Killian." I hold my stomach.

"Lie down." I do as he says. He gets off the bed and brushes my hair out of my face. He kisses my forehead and walks to the kitchen. He comes back with a glass of water. "Here drink this." He hands me it I sit up and sip it. He puts his hand to my forehead. "You're running a fever." He presses his lips together. "Probably got it from school."

"I don't want to get you sick." I take his hand from my forehead.

"Does it look like I care if I get sick?" He rolls his eyes. "I'm not going anywhere." He sits on the edge of the bed.

"I can take care of myself ya know." he takes the glass out of my hands.

"I know, but you don't have too." He smiles. A small blush creeps onto my face. He gives a small chuckle. "I love how I can make you blush." He whispers into my ear as he stands up and walks back to the kitchen. I blush even more. He looks back at me and laughs. He opens a cabinet and a look if terror crosses his face. 'Shit!' I jump up and run to him. I close the cabinet. I turn around and face him. He just stares at it. I cup his cheeks, which break his trance.

"You're okay."

"A- aye."

"Come on." I tug on his hand. I practically drag him back to the bed. I make him lay next to me. I wrap my arms around him, but he doesn't hold me back. He just stares off into space. I hold him tighter making sure he knows I'm here. I become tired and slowly fall asleep.

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I open my eyes, expecting to find Killian next to me. I sit up and scan the room. "Killian?" I say with a horse voice. I start to get scared. I get up and walk too the bathroom but he isn't there so I go to the kitchen. I see him sitting on the floor with the drugs in his hands. "Killian," tears weld in my eyes. He looks up at me.

"I didn't do it, Swan." I fall on my knees next to him. I grab the drugs out of his hands and throw it as far as I can. I turn back to him and wrap my arms around his neck. He sits there shocked but soon hugs back. He closes his eyes and buries his face in my neck. I put my hand in his hair.

"I thought... I thought you took them." I cry.

"I know." He holds me tightly. "I just lost control, and I went here. But I thought of you. I couldn't, I just knew I couldn't let you down again." I pull back and crash my lips too his. He kisses back and puts his hand in my hair. I grip his shirt, bringing his closer. He moves his hands to my back. He moves his lips down my jaw and neckline. I let out a soft moan. "Alright, alright." He chuckles. "I love you too." He rests his forehead against mine. I smile and kiss him quickly. He sweeps me into his arms and stands up. I lay my head on his shoulder and close my eyes. By the time he gets to the bed, I'm already half asleep. He kisses my forehead and lays me down. He pulls the covers up to my waist.