Promise me?

Chapter 4| A hundred to zero

One week later

Emma wakes up in a good mood, something just seems good today. She (semi) springs out of bed and got ready, putting in more effort than usual. She kisses her dads cheek before plugging in her earphones and walking to school with great songs on. She was in such a great mood and she wasn't sure why, I guess life was good?

She bounced into school and her and Ruby had a good chat before she went to math class. Emma was definite that Mr Jones would dampen her mood but to her shock, he didn't. She just remained quiet as per usual but she felt as if she was beginning to learn something, finally! Mr Jones and Emma always got along and he was becoming less impatient with her which was a good thing for both of them.

Once again the day went by as normal. Emma and Ruby both agreed to meet at grannies like they did last week. Why has today been so great? She questioned herself, she couldn't place a finger on it but she wasn't complaining.

Emma POV:
Me and Ruby stayed at grannies after school until dad texted me, asking me to come home. Something about that text just sent me bad feeling and I tried to brush them off. Today has been a great day, let's not try and ruin it.

I drove home and walked up to the front door; I fumbled with my keys before opening the door wide. I walked into the hallway and my eyes quickly caught sight of some bags which were beginning to pile up. No, no no! I knew what this meant, dad was leaving...

"Dad" I croaked out, almost in tears.

I came out into the hallway and he saw me glaring at the bags before he pulled me into a hug. The tears began to pour from my eyes and onto his shirt, a few faint sobs filled the air.

"I'm so sorry princess, I have to go." He cried, he was in tears as well.

"When?!" I cried, my cries becoming louder,

"Next week, I'm being sent to Kazakhstan for 5 months" He said, guilt spilling from his throat. "But I promise you princess, I will be back."

"Every time you leave, it only gets harder..." I whispered when I heard footsteps from behind him.

"You think it's hard for you, try being his wife" My mom said sarcastically, anger and annoyance in her tone. I instantly rolled my eyes, of course it was about her.

"Yeah because it's always about you, it always is. He's your husband but he's still my father!" I screamed before breaking from his hold and running upstairs.

I slammed the door of my bedroom and fell down next to it. There was a physical tightness in my throat before my sobs became very loud. The tears wouldn't stop streaming down my face and all I could think about was my dad. I always worried, I never knew if he was okay.

I attempted to sleep but I always ended up in tears again. I couldn't. I just wanted him to stay forever.

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It was the next morning and I didn't sleep a wink. I just had a shower and got ready. I didn't do any makeup or anything fancy and to be honest I looked like crap.

I walked downstairs and the moment my dad kissed my cheek goodbye, I burst into tears.

"Shh, it's okay. I'm going to be fine. So will you. Just don't get to upset today, okay?" He begged.

I wiped my nose with my sleeve before mumbling back, "okay, love you" and with that I kissed his cheek and I left. I walked in and took a seat next to Ruby and said nothing, Ruby new exactly what had happened but she was concerned because she said I've never been this upset before. I didn't really say much so instead I just pushed in my earphones and blasted my thoughts away with sad music.

First class, math. Great! I could already see that this wasn't going to end well. I really wasn't in the mood for that ass of a teacher today and I knew this the moment I walked in.

Killian POV:
The moment Emma walked into my room I could see something was wrong instantly. Her eyes were red and puffy and she looked pale and tired, was she okay? Why am I so concerned? I temporarily brushed it off and began the lesson. Everyone was working on the sheets. I handed out but Emma was just scribbling something, a drawing probably, on the back. She wasn't doing any of the work which was rare and she wasn't paying any attention earlier during my lecture so I decided to try and talk to her, maybe it would help.

I walked over to her desk and crouched next to her, causing her to stop doodling.

"Hey Emma. You okay? You haven't done any work this class?" I said gently, I was genuinely concerned.

"I'm fine." She said bluntly, anger laced in her words. I was surprised, she's always so sweet. I remained still before she smacked her pen down on the desk and turned to me.

"Anything else you want?" She said rudely. This made my blood begin to boil.

"Right Emma, you're being rude now. What's wrong?!"

"I don't care and none of your god damn business!" She screamed, the whole class fell silent, all eyes on us.

"Get out! Now!" I shouted whilst I stood up and so did she. She stormed out of my class and paced back and fourth in the hallway. I stood still for a moment, watching her. What on earth was going on?!

"Emma, I was trying to be sincere and you snapped back, you can't do that" I said firmly. I was so shocked in the way she reacted.

"Don't take this the wrong way but I really don't care" she mumbled, her fingers pressed against her temples.

"Right, that's it. Detention. After school today. Don't be late. I'm going to leave you out here because you clearly need to calm down before being in my class" I said firmly but softly at the same time.

"Go then for all I care!" She screamed loudly.

And with that I walked back into my class. Just as I closed the door, I could see Emma sat on the bench through the little glass window. Her face was in her hands and then you could hear the sobs from where I was stood. She was having a break down. I could see her physically shaking and her tears falling to the ground. My heart became heavy with guilt and sadness so a walked back out into the hallway but she didn't look up, so I crouched down and looked up to her tear stained face.

"Emma you're clearly upset. Why don't you go to the office and talk to Miss Morrison. We can talk later." I said worriedly before standing back up. I didn't know how this happened but I placed both my hands on her shoulders and gave her a gentle, reassuring shake before sending her off to Miss Morrison.

I felt like something was seriously wrong. Emma has never been like this, she's always so polite and sweet but this was something different, a different girl...