"What do you want with me? If you want money I can give it to you just let me go." Killian pleaded. Emma locked him up in her summer home where nobody even dared to go near. "It's not the money that I want. I want you. And when I'm done with you you're gonna want me to. Now see,I will win your heart Killian,and it won't be because of trickery. It'll be because you want me." Emma said leaning down to his level. "How do you know my name?" Saw your wallet. I didn't take anything I just looked for your name." He sighed. "Can I have something to eat? I'm starved." Emma looked suspiciously at him for a moment. "Yes. How about a grilled cheese? They're my personal favorite. By the way,don't even think about trying to escape. I'll know the second you break free." "Yes Ma'am." He whispered as if he were a child.
A few minutes later she came back into the room with two grilled cheeses and two glasses of red wine. "If you want to be alone then you'll be left alone while you eat. But I figured I'd give you some company while you eat. I hope you like red wine it's all I have right now." "He nodded while she sat down. "How long are you keeping me in here?" She huffed. "Until I'm ready."
They finished their meal and Emma left the room again. "Here I brought you a blanket and a pillow. It's kind of late so... by the way it's my birth week so please don't give me any crap." "Happy birth week." He whispered as she slammed the door. She stood outside the door and slid down. "What have I done?" She thought as she quietly sobbed. "Miss? Miss? What's your name?" "It's Swan. Emma Swan." "Ok,Emma old I perhaps have one more blanket? It's quite cold in here." "Yeah give me a few minutes." She walked down to the living room and saw a picture of her and her father who passed when she was 18. The year she blew up. That was her last straw. It's how she ended up having a baby. "I'm sorry daddy. I never think twice. I just can't get my life back together. But I found out my son's name. Your grandson's name is Henry. I wish I could apologize to him. Tell him how sorry I am. That he'd probably be taken from me if I hadn't given him away. But then again he's four. I know your here in my heart but I just wish I could see you. I wish you could hold me while I'm pain. I just miss you. And I know you miss me too. I've been an awful person to this poor man. I can't let him go. Something is drawing me towards him. If I let him go,I might never meet my child. What do I do? I need your help dad. One last time." Just them she felt happy. After crying her eyes out over her father she felt happy. "Thank you daddy. I love you." She kissed her fingers and put them on the picture of him. "Come on Emma pull it together." She whispered to her self. She grabbed the blanket and headed to Killians room. She entered and handed him the blanket. "Love,have you been crying?" "No I um stubbed my toe." Killian gave her a look like he knew what happened downstairs. "Fine you don't have to tell me. But you can if you want. Because I know you didn't stub your toe." She nodded and walked away. "Good night Swan." "Goodnight Jones." She closed the door and went to her parents old room and snipped through the clothes for Killian to wear. "I got this for his birthday." She said smiling. Smiling,she laid down with that shirt and cuddled with it. It was one of those days where she just needed to be with her dad. She soon fell asleep.
She woke the next morning and grabbed some clothes for Killian. "Hey . It's time to get up. I have some clothes. They were my dad's they look like they would fit you." Groggy Killian sat up. "Thank you Swan. Usually people who kidnap someone torture people. But you, I think you have been through some things that have caused you to kidnap me. Would you care to tell me? And can you help me change?" He said. "Yeah I can. Listen I have walls. Nobody has been able to break them down. You see this jacket I'm wearing. It's my armor. It reminds me to not break my walls. And this necklace,it reminds me never to trust someone again." She said lifting up his shirt. She froze and took it all in. He bent down to pull down his pants and her breath was taken away. "We'll I intend on breaking down your walls." He said walking closer to her. "What are you doing Killian?" "Like I said,I'm breaking down your walls and I'm helping you take off your armor." He leaned in. She started to lean in but backed away. "I know I said I'd win your heart but I need a minute. Just a minute. And don't think for a moment that I'm letting you go. Just know that you're never leaving." She slammed the door. "Yes you will. I very well intend on leaving. You just wait. Maybe I'll have sex with you then you'll have to unchain me. I'll leave just trust me." He thought. "Oh so you think you can have sex with me then escape. I don't think so." Emma said walking back in. He never realized that he said that out loud. "I'm sorry Emma..... I didn't know I said that out loud. "Yeah. I'm making salad for lunch later. So I hope you'll be hungry later. And I know I'm a peice of absolute shit,but you don't have to make me feel like it. I know I'm a criminal now. I know that I'm crazy. I know that I'm easy. But for the love of God don't make me feel worse then I already do." He hung his head. "Emma I'm sorry. But really you should be the one saying that you're sorry. You fucking kidnapped me and dragged to to the middle of nowhere. So yeah you should feel like you're a peice of shit. Like you're crazy. Newsflash Emma you are. Now let me out of here you crazy bitch!" He yelled at her making her jump outside the door. She went downstairs and grabbed the nearest frying pan. Once she was back in his room he was turned around breathing heavily. She walked closer and whispered. "You're going to regret that Killian." She hit him on the head. Emma walked to her parents room and plopped on the bed when she heard a loud groan. "DAMN IT!" She yelled running back up there. She opened the door and found him holding his head. "I told you you would regret it. Do you really want to see crazy? I can show you crazy." "No. Please. Stop. I. Can't. Take. It. I'm. Sorry. Emma." He said in between breaths. "I'll stop. But only if you stop." "Okay. I'll stop being so dick." "I'll be right back." She brought back a wet rag. "Ow Swan." "Do you want to get better?" She said pulling away. She leaned back in and started to dab it again. "Emma, can you please let me go? I'll do anything." "I'm sorry Killian. I'm not ready to let you go yet. You've been here for a week." "Swan. Please. I can't be chained up in here. Just unchain me. And I won't leave unless I'm with you." "We'll see." She said walking away.
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FanfictionEmma Swan is a 22 year old bartender who doesn't think anyone loves her. Killian Jones is a 32 year old salesman who sleeps with all the women clients. One night they both happened to be on the same street at the same time. Killian was walking and...