Darker Than Death || CaptainSwan

Chapter 2

I walked to the bar that was a little ways away from work. The bar is called 'The Jolly Rodger.' I've been there a few times and it's pretty nice. Although, it can get quite insane there at night.

Right as I walked through the door, I heard loud music and I saw a ton of people.. Which is surprising since it's not usually this packed during the day. I pushed passed people so I was able to get to the bar. I then sat down and asked the bartender for some rum.

The bartender honestly looked so annoyed. He had bags under his eyes and just looked pissed off with the world. But not long after I asked, he handed me my rum. I thanked him and gave him the money for it.

I sipped the rum and just looked around at all the people. There are a lot of drunk men and girls that were grinding on those men. Gross.

I continued to drink my rum and before I knew it, I was finished. But it just wasn't enough. I need to get drunk so I can forget everything that happened today. So I asked the annoyed bartender to get me some more.

After about an hour or two, I was drunk. I looked down at my clothes. Why the fuck am I still in my work clothes? I should've gone home and changed before I came here.

When I tried to stand up, I had to immediately sit back down because of how dizzy I was. I looked up to notice a man walking towards me.

"Hey, doll face, you need some help there?" A mans voice asked.

Not really thinking about it, I replied, "Ya..I need to get home,"

The man put his arm around me and helped me stand up. "I'll take you home, darling," he said.

I nodded my head as we walked out of the bar. Once we were outside, cold air hit my face. I wrapped my arms around my body, trying to keep warm. The man helping me held onto my waist, making sure I didn't fall.

He then walked us into an alley. What the fuck? He slammed me against the wall and pressed his lips to mine. He started to unzip my pants. I tried pushing him off of me but since I was drunk, it didn't do much. Tests began to pool from my eyes.

"Please, stop," I slurred, trying to sound powerful and strong but it only made me sound weak.

I began to scream as he started pulling my pants down.

"Stop it!" I cried.

He covered my mouth with his hand. "Shut the fuck up, bitch!" He said, sternly.

"Hey! Get the hell off of her!" I heard another mans voice shout.

The man was yanked from me and I fell to the ground. I looked up to see two men fighting. It was hard to tell what was going on. My vision became more and more blurry because tears kept flowing from my eyes. I became dizzy and soon enough, everything went black.

•••

I opened my eyes just to immediately shut them again. I groaned in pain because of the pounding in my head. Fuck. Remind me never to get that drunk again..

I slowly opened my eyes as I sat up from the bed. I looked across the room and when I saw a man sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, I jumped.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked. The man looked familiar.

I watched as he stood up and walked over to me. He handed me a glass of water and some Advil. "Take this, Emma," he said in a British accent.

My eyes widened when I heard him say my name. "How do you know who I am?!" I shouted and pushed myself away from him.

He sighed. "Emma, it's me, Killian."

I squinted my eyes to examine him better. My eyes then went very wide once again when I realized it really was him.  He looks much different.. He has scruff now..his hair is a little longer..and he just looks..different.

"How.." I whispered.

"I should be asking you that. You were the one that had to move away.." He said with a sad smile on his face.

I smiled. "I moved back to Boston right after I got out of the system."

Killian nodded his head. "Now , will you guys take the Advil? My hand is starting to get tired from holding it."

I laughed and took the cup of water and Advil. I set the cup down on the table next to the bed once I was done with it.

"So, are you going to tell me how you found me?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, I heard a women screaming in the alley and when I looked, I saw a man trying to rape her. I didn't even know it was you until I got you into the car.. You look very different," Killian replied.

"How so?" I asked.

"I don't know, you just look much older..and thinner. Much thinner. As in an unhealthy kind of thin.. Emma, are you ok?"

I pressed my lips together. "I'm fine," I snapped.

"Swan," he began to say. Swan.. Haven't heard that nickname in a while. "I'm sorry but your bones just stick out and you have bags under your eyes, bruises all over..I just can't help but to think-" I cut him off.

"Killian, stop. I get it. I'm skinnier now. But my health is not your concern," I said, angrily.

Killian looked annoyed. "Fine. How about we go get lunch then?" He asked me.

I clenched my teeth. He knows what he's doing. He's trying to get me to deny getting food just so he can prove that I'm not alright. "I'm not hungry," I replied. Dammit! What the hell is wrong with me?! I was going to tell him that I'll get lunch but my stupid fucking mind took over!

"See, Emma. I know you're lying. I know you're starving so don't lie to me," he told me, sternly.

"Alright, ya. Maybe I am hungry and I just don't want to eat. Maybe I am purposely doing this to myself. But at least I look pretty. I'm not fat like I used to be. So please just leave me the hell alone," I almost yelled as I stood out of the bed and walked out of the room.

Right as I stepped out of the room, I hunched over and threw up. Not that there was much to throw up anyways..

Killian ran up from behind me and pulled my hair back.

"Bloody hell, Swan.." He said as I emptied out my stomach of all the alcohol I had drank last night.

I stood back up and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Killian walked me downstairs and into the kitchen. He handed me another glass of water.

"I'll be right back," Killian said as he ran back upstairs. A few minutes later he came back down with some clothes in his hands. He handed them to me and pointed to a door. "Bathroom is over there. Take these so you can change your clothes."

I nodded my head and went into the bathroom. I put on the t-shirt, boxers and sweats that he gave me. There are a couple issues with the clothes though..

First of all, they are way too big on me. Second of all, the shirt had short sleeves so it didn't cover my scars. But I have no other choice but to just wear it.. Maybe Killian won't notice the scars?

I walked or of the bathroom with my clothes in my hands and set them on the kitchen table. I looked over at Killian to see that he is already looking at me.

"What?" I asked him.

He shrugged his shoulders. "You look cute in my clothes."

I blushed as a smile spread across my face.