Swan lake

Chapter: 6

Killian's POV

The ship creaks and my mother leans over the bow of the ship trying to get a better view.

"The view is great isnt it?" She yells so Ican hear. I ignore her. The sooner I get home, the sooner I see Emma. She quickly walks over to the railing a few feet away from me.

"Killian please talk to me." She says with a smile. I continue looking ahead. There is a long pause and she sighs.

"Killy im sorry."

I grit my teeth and continue staring ahead.

"I just want to be your mother again." She pleads and sets her hand warmly on my shoulder.

"The living quarters are downstairs and down the hall." I say bitterly.

She takes her hand away and nods. "Good night Killy." She smiles faintly and walks down stairs.

"Good night." I mumble.

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Emma's POV

I hear killian's voice yelling.

"Emma! Emma help!"

I see Killian tied to a tree crying.

"Killian." I try to say but nothing comes out.

"Emma please!" He says.

I wake up with a jolt and sit up in my bed. I try to catch my breath and lay against the bedframe. I run my hand through my untidy bed hair and sigh. I've been having these nightmare for weeks now and they seem to get worse every night. My phone rings and it makes me jump. I pick it up and see a picture of me and Henry. I press the answer button.

"Hey kid." I answer.

"Hey mom, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out or something?" He asks.

"Umm, sure! Where do you wanna go?"

"Maybe we could we could have a picnic on the hill where my castle was around one?"

I check the time. 12:30 pm. "Ok, want me to pick you up?"

"Sure, ill make the food. I'll see you later mom. I love you."

"Love you too kid." I say with a smile.

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Henry POV:

I stare out of the window waiting for my mothers yellow, Volkswagen beetle. My other mother, Regina, walks over to me. She's wearing a grey sweater and black dress pants.

"Remember what we discussed?" She asks . I turn around to face her.

"Yeah, don't worry mom. I'll tell you how it goes after." I say with a smile.

She gently rests her right hand on my shoulder and kisses my head.

"I got to go, but ill be back before you return." She sighs. She looks out the window and her hand slides off of my shoulder and he hands me the picnic basket.  I turn around to see my other mom pull up in her yellow bug.

Regina opens the door for me and I walk outside. I hear the door close behind me and I walk down the path to my mother, Emma's, car. I walk around the front of the car and open the door to the front passenger side.

"Hey." My mother says with a smile. She's wearing a grey tank top with her leather jacket and light blue jeans. She has bags under eyes that she tried to hide with makeup. I'm wearing a grey Pink Floyd shirt and jeans. I sit in the front seat, close the door, buckle up, and set the basket on my lap. "How are you?" She asks as she puts the car in drive.

"I'm doing pretty good, I finally learned how to fight with a sword! Once another threat comes I can fight too!" I say with a smile. She glances over at me for a second. 

"Lets just hope nothing bad happens." She says with a sigh.

She seems quiet. Snow's right, somethings off... I cant just ask her though. She stares ahead at the road like somethings on her mind.

"Ready kid?" She asks. She snaps me out of my daze and I see we've pulled up into the parking lot next to the park.

"Yep." I say with a smile. She puts the car in park and her and I unbuckle and get out of the car. She grabs her keys and I grab the basket. After we close the car doors she locks it and we walk up the hill, past the swings and play sets, to a bench where my castle used to be. We sit next to each other of the oak wood bench. She sits on the left and I on the right. I set the light brown picnic basket in between us. I pull out two sandwiches and hand her one.

"Thanks." She says and takes the sandwich.

Once we've finished eating she looks off into the sea.

"Pretty isn't it." I say trying to beak the silence.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah." She says. She looks at me with a smile.

I sigh.

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I walk up to the front door of Regina's house and wave goodbye to my mom.

I twist the doorknob and walk inside.

"Henry?" I hear Grandma's voice ask. She walks over to me. "Is she ok?" Grandpa and my other mother, Regina, walk over to me.

"She seemed a bit off. I think it might just be Hook though. She was a little touchy when I mentioned sword fighting." I say.

My mom, grandma and grandpa look at each other as if there was a silent agreement.

"Henry can you please go to your room, this is nothing to worry about." My mother says reassuringly. I'm not buying it.

"Mom, I'm sixteen, I'm not a kid anymore." I say. Grandma steps forward.

"What your mother is trying to say is that... well we just..." She says and looks at grandpa for help.

"Fine." I sigh. Its not the first time I've been booted to the benches and it's certainly not the last. I take my shoes and coat up and set them by the door. I walk up stairs to my room, close the door, and sit on the bed. Hook, please come home.

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Authors note: oh my gosh I'm so sorry guys for taking so long, I promise to release the rest of the chapters ASAP. Please vote and comment what you think.