Chapter 14: Deceived

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Emma's POV

I turned onto my back and blinked up lazily at the ceiling. My book was beside me. I rubbed my eyes and picked up the book, looking for the chapter I was on. I had fallen asleep while reading after a tiring night of what felt like everything. After finding the right page I got out of bed and went over to my closet to choose an outfit for the ball that day. I picked out a poppy red sleeveless dress with a rhinestone necklace. For now, though, I simply put on a leather jacket and jeans.

I stepped out into the hall and covered my eyes from the brightness. My eyes were still adjusting when I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. "Have a nice sleep, love?" Hook asked me softly. I found that strange, as he never spoke softly to anyone except the kids. "It was fine until I woke up and realized the ball was today" I replied in a grumpy tone. "And, since my mom isn't here, I guess I'd better get mad at you for her..." I added as I started yelling at him about the ball and his clothes. I was actually okay with-- not happy about-- but okay with this ball for once. It was to warn the kingdom about Jafar and to tell them all of the information we know about the whereabouts of Hope and Jack. I was beginning to get lost in thought when Hook snapped me back into the real world. I knew that there was something off about him but I just couldn't place it.

"What's wrong, love?" he asked me with concern in his voice. That was normal. He had been worried about be 24/7 lately.  "Nothing. I was just thinking about the ball. That's all." I said in what I hopes to be a reassuring tone. It seemed to do the trick because he began to relax. As we started walking down the hall I realized I had forgotten to do my hair. I quickly apologized to Hook before running back to my room.

"Meet me in my room!" I heard him shout to me as I was running away. I ran into my room and slammed the door behind me. "Well, that was embarrassing" I said aloud, not really talking to anybody. I heard a meow and turned around. My cat, Church was pawing at the ground annoyed with me. "Aww did I wake you up?" I said, feeling bad. I had a soft spot for cats, Church especially.

I walked over to my mirror and began to slowly comb out my hair, with Church on my lap. I was about to leave when I looked at the clock. I had slept until noon and it was almost time for the ball. I ran over to the outfit I had picked earlier and raced to put it on. My dress was on when I realized what I had forgotten.

I pulled on my black tights under by dress and pulled up the legs so that they wouldn't be seen. I grabbed my sword and put it into it's sheath under my dress. I couldn't be more prepared for a fight. My dress was done up in a special way, so that if needed I could change into fighting gear quickly. 

I was walking down to Hook's room when I noticed the door slightly open. I got out my sword and looked through the opening. Hook was fixing his hair, talking to somebody. I looked around as much as I could and saw Alice sitting on his bed. "I know it's dangerous but I can't tell Emma. If she knew--" he began to say and was cut off by a glare from Alice. She got up and started walking towards the door. I ducked behind a nearby plant and stayed as still as possible. Between the leaves, I saw Alice look around the hallway. I hardly dared to breathe , let alone turn around to see if she was still there. After an agonizing few minutes I heard her close the door and walk back to Hook.

"Continue" I heard her said to Hook. "If she knew that I knew where Jack and Hope are I wouldn't stand a chance with her." he said sadly and I barely withheld a gasp. "I love her so much but Hope and Jack... They don't deserve the life of a prince and princess. They should work for what they want!" he was practically yelling now. "I don't want them to be spoiled and given whatever they want whenever they want it like her!" he spat the word her as if it was poison. That must be what he thought of her. A spoiled princess. I got up and ran.

I barely knew where my feet where taking me. I had on my fighting gear and was running to the stables before I even knew what was happening. I didn't know if I could do it but I had to at least try. I leaped onto Thunder and headed for the woods. I stopped at my favourite place to go to when I'm angry. The river. I half-jumped half-fell off of Thunder and stumbled to the river side. I collapsed there and tears began to fall. All the tears I had been holding in when I was held in the palace to be "kept safe".

The tears for my lost kids. The tears for the man I once thought was my true love. I was in the only place it felt safe to just cry. My tears began to mix with river water and they washed away. By the time I couldn't cry anymore I just lay there. Allowing myself to feel sadness for once. The more I thought about everything that had happened the less sad and more angry I got. At everybody for keeping me in the palace when I was easily the best fighter in the kingdom. At Anastasia for kidnapping Jack and Hope. And most of all, at myself for letting them. I knew exactly what I wanted now. Not to be respected. Not to have Hook love me again. Not even to have my kids back again.

I wanted revenge...

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