Drogheda | Book 1

79. Tá tú Fucking leathcheann

Tá tú Fucking leathcheann, Irish for "You Fucking Idiot".

Six Weeks Later...

Emma's POV

I'm not twenty-one weeks along. We had the chance to know the sex of the baby but we decided to wait until she's born.

Killian has become engulfed in his work and I almost never see him anymore. I miss him and feel like I'm going through this pregnancy alone.

"Dammit!" I hear from his office. I get up from our bed and walk too him.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

"I have to finish this case for Liam." He doesn't even bother to look up at me.

"Oh, okay." I say sadly and walk away. I sniff and walk down to the kitchen. I feel the baby kicking. It brings a small smile to my lips. "At least you haven't forgotten about me." I whisper. I feel another kick. I chuckle. I hear footsteps rush down the stairs. I turn around and see Killian grabbing his jacket. He opens the door. "Wait! Where are you going?" I ask, saddened.

"Liam needs me at the station."

"But I thought it was date night." I almost cry.

"I'm sorry, maybe another night." He walks to me and gives me a quick peck and runs out the door. Tears swell in my eyes. I go to our bed and snuggle his pillow close to my chest.

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Footsteps rush back upstairs. I sit up and try to wipe away my tears before he sees them. "Swan, why are you crying?" He walks to me and sits in front of me. He pulls my hands away and wipes them himself.

"Because of you." I say with a hardened expression.

"What? What did I do?"

"Nothing! Fucking nothing! That's the fucking problem, Killian!" I scream at him.

"It's just the hormones talking, love, just calm down-"

"No! This is all me!" I get off the bed.

"Swan, whatever I did to upset you, I'm-"

"What? Sorry?" I say with disgust.

"Yes, I'm sorry." He tries to take my hand but I pull it away. "Emma, come on, what did I do?"

"What is so important that you have to be sucked into your work all the time!?"

"That's what this is about." He sighs, pinching the rim of his nose.

"Killian, I feel alone, you promised me I would never have to feel that way with you." I scream.

"Emma, just calm down, love, it's not good for the-"

"Oh! So now you care about the baby, maybe you should have thought of us before you made me feel like a fucking failure!" Tears roll down my cheeks. "What is so important that you have to push us away!? To push me away!?"

"All I wanted to do was give you two the world!" He yells back.

"We don't need the world, Killian! You alone is our world! My world! And you're destroying it." I snap.

"Well, I don't fucking care!" His harsh words hurt me. "I want you and our baby to have everything, so I'm going to keep up my work until that child is born." He says sternly and turns around, running his hand through his hair. Tears fall down my cheek as I place my hand proactively over my belly.

"Fine, then you've left me no choice." I cry as I grab a duffle bag.

"What?" He turns to me with a shocked expression. "No, Emma, you can't." He grabs my wrist. "That's my child too."