Jones Family Short Stories

Nightmares

Trigger Warning: Harm! Another Warning: FLUFFINESS!!

Emma's POV

I was tied to the chair again. The rope he was using burned my wrists every time I struggled. Tears flowing down my face every second. My breath uneven. Why would he do this to me? What did I do wrong? I heard heavy footsteps. Him. He walked into the room holding a belt and knife. Oh no. "You see Emma, I hate to do this but, you have to learn your lesson." Neal says. The tears come faster.

He puts the belt in my mouth to muffle my screaming. He looks up and down my body to find any new places to harm me. His eyes went straight to my thigh. He took the sharp end of the knife and made a little hole through my jeans and through my skin. I screamed which was muffled by the brown, leather belt. He wrote the word 'stupid' on my leg. "Another one. Really Emma?

When will you just learn your lesson?" He says holding my face fiercely. He leans as if he was going to kiss it. "You have a pretty body Emma. Its a shame I have to ruin it." He adds. He quickly slices my arm, unties me, and leaves the room locking the door. This is what he does. Tie, cut, repeat. I started sobbing, letting blood drip down from my wounds. I started to hear an Irish voice calling my name. That's when, I woke up.

Killian's POV

I was sleeping when I heard whimpering. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. It was Emma. I sat up, turned on the lamp, and looked over her. She was crying in her sleep. Her cheeks were red and tear stained. Her golden hair in her face. It kills me too see her like this. I placed my hook on her shoulder and shook her gently, "Swan, love, wake up." I called to her. It got worse.

I shook her with more force. That's when she finally woke up. She sat straight up yelling 'no!' I go to hug her but she pushes me away. She stares wide-eyed at me. "Emma love, it just me. Everything's okay." I say trying to comfort her. I guess she finally realizes who I am. She burst into tears. I hug her to my chest tightly. "Love, its okay. you're safe now." I said to her. She slows down her crying.

"I'm...s-sorry." She says in a quiet voice. "Shh love. you're safe. all that matters." I whispered. Once she calmed down I asked her "what did you see in your dream?" She just stayed silent for a second. "I-I don't want to talk about it." She says shutting her eye and letting some tears fall. "come on Emma. I'm not Hopper so you can tell me anything." I said. She sighs.

"I just had a memory of me and Neal." She say shakily. "which one?" I added on. "He... He used to hurt me. He would punish me for something I did wrong." She answered. I couldn't believe it. Neal? Hurt Emma? Baelfire? As rage slowly formed inside of me I held Emma closer. "Killian, please don't be mad at me for not telling you." She whimpered.

"Love, no no, I would never get mad at you for something like that." I whispered. "But, just tell me one more thing. Did he touch you?" I asked. If the answer was yes, Neal would be so glad he is dead. "Twice." She responded. I kiss her on that head. That bastard. What happened to him? "I'm so sorry love. It wasn't me." I said. "I know it wasn't you. But you're all I need right now." She says gripping my shirt.

"How...How did he harm you?" I ask. Emma takes a breath. "He would...cut me." She said shaky. I put her chin between my thumb and index finger. "Where? Emma, please show me." I begged. She raised her right arm up and rolled up her sleeve. She then waved her hand across her upper arm revealing scars. They made out the word 'weak'. I traced my hand on the scars.

By the feel he made some deep cuts. The scars kind of cave in. Meaning that the skin was healing a deep wound. "Emma." I mumble. "He also wrote 'stupid' on my leg right here. She wait racing a line with her finger on her thigh. "And why haven't I seen these before?" I ask slightly angry at Neal. "I covered them up with magic." She responded.

I hug her once more. "Let's go back to sleep. I'll watch over you to not let anything bad happen to you again." I say. She nods and we lay down. This is just the thing I had to do to Kassidy when she had nightmares about the crocodile stealing her away from me. But I didnt mind. Emma was vulnerable. Just like little Kassidy. And I wasn't going to use that against her.

I lay down keeping her close to me. She falls asleep first. And as promised I stay awake for a little bit just to make sure she doesn't have them again. Then after thirty minutes, I fall asleep.