Drogheda | Book 1

48. Talking Things Over

Emma's POV

He slams the door, leaving me alone and regretful. 'That's the first time he's ever walked out on me. Is it over? Are we done?'

I fall to my knees and cry my eyes out. I regret every word I said to him. He was just trying to protect me, but I was blinded by my past, blocking what was right in front of me.

'Did I just loose the only good thing in my life?' I walk to our wall of photo's that each bring back a special memory, but they only make me cry more. I go to our room and cuddle his pillow, bringing it to my chest. I cry into it, not letting anything hold back the tears of my broken heart.

Killian's POV

I pull up to the 'Swan House'. I walk in not in the mood to speak to my boss. "Jones!" I hear. I stop in my tracks and turn around.

"Yes, Gold?" I put on a extremely fake smile.

"You're early. Why?" He demands.

"I had free time." I roll my eyes and turn around.

"Well, hurry up." I shake my head and walk to the back. I clean the dishes, serve drinks (have a few myself), bring food out, and repeat.

"Customers are waiting, Jones!" Gold yells at me. Anger explodes inside me.

"Then do it yourself!"

"Excuse me?" He says frustratingly.

"You heard me. I am so sick and tired of you yelling at me all the time! I took this job to support my girlfriend, because she deserves so much more! But I can't do this anymore!" I take off my apron and throw it at him. He stands there shocked. "What? Cat got your tongue?" All the other employees stand there in shock. I grab my stuff and walk out.

I walk towards my car as I see Liam's car pull up. He gets out and walks to me. "So..." he leans against my car. "I heard what happened." I keep my eyes fixed on the ground. "Ruby told me." I keep quiet. "How bad is it?" He asks, sticking his hands in his pockets.

"Bad." I lean my head against the car.

"Got jealous, huh?"

"Aye," I fight back tears as a lump forms in my throat. "I'm an idiot."

"Killian, it happens. I did the same thing with Ruby, and we figured it out. Just go back home to her and tell her you're sorry." He puts his hand on my shoulder.

"It's not that simple, Liam." I turn to look at him. "Emma isn't Ruby, she feels deeper than Red, and her past doesn't help."

"What triggered this?"

"We were at Ruby's party, and this guy came up to Emma and they started talking, and I guess I just got jealous. I'm not even sure what about. I just didn't like the idea of another man with my girl." I cross my arms over my chest.

"Killian, I understand, but you need to let her have a little freedom. You can't be the only person in her life, yes, you are the one that matters the most, but not all guys are like Jefferson, not all guys are going to take advantage of her. You need to have more faith in her."

"I'm trying, it's just, I have this tendency to look for the worst in people, including the one's I love." I look down.

"You have to look past the bad and go to the center of what really matters, and that's her devotion to you. Has she ever shown interest in another man?"

"No,"

"Has she ever wanted you to leave her?"

"No,"

"Has she ever lied to you?"

"No,"

"See, Killian, she loves you, and another guy in her life isn't going to change that."

"Thanks, Liam." I hug him.

"When you screw up, someone has to come talk sense into you." We both chuckle.

"I have a heart to win back." I back away from him and hop into my car.

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I walk through the door of our apartment. All the light are turned off. I hesitate as I put my foot on the stair. I back away, giving her the night. I grab a blanket and a pillow and make my bed on the couch. I stare at the stairs, hoping she'll walk down them.

Emma's POV

I hear the door to our apartment open and close. Footsteps echo across the hard wood floor. I hear a foot step onto the stairs, but he doesn't go up. He backs away and I hear nothing else.

I want to go to him, to hug him, for him to tell me everything's going to be okay, but another part of me is telling me to stay away, give him space.

I lay awake for several hours, battling with myself. I finally get up and quietly walk down the stairs, tears already falling down my cheeks, I look over to the couch and see him asleep.

"Killian," I say with a quite quivering breath. His eyes shoot open and he sits straight up. He stands up and walks to me, wrapping his arms tightly around me. He cups my head in one hand and the other holds my back. I hold him tightly, so tight he might stop breathing. I cry into his chest. "I'm so sorry, Killian." My voice shakes. "I didn't mean anything I said." He sits his chin on top of my head.

"Shh," he says sweetly. "I'm the one who pushed you to say those things in the first place. I shouldn't have been so jealous, and I'm sorry."

"I love you." I tighten my grasp on him. "Please don't ever leave me again."

"I won't. And I love you too."