Darkness Turned To Light

4. Unkown Secrets

"Neal? Who's Neal?" Killian asked Emma as he was starting to tie the laces on his right boot. She waved her hand at him as if she was dismissing his question.

"Hang on," she replied, not even looking at Killian. Her left hand was still holding the door, and you could tell how uncomfortable she felt in that moment. "What are you doing here?" She asked, addressing Neal now.

"I wanted to see you," he responded, with a smirk playing across his lips. She didn't believe it though. Emma knew that there was always something more to what Neal actually said.

"Well I don't want to see you," she stated, and attempted to slam the door close. However, Neal put his foot right next to the door frame and stopped it from closing.

"We need to talk," he said.

"No we don't, now get off of my property before I call the cops," Emma threatened. Killian stood up, after getting his left boot on and tied. He looked at the scene happening before him, and could tell that Emma clearly didn't have much of a liking for Neal.

"Listen to what the lady said," Killian stated boldly. He took a few steps closer to Emma just in case he tried to actually walk in the house.

"Oh? Who are you? Another one of Emma's boy toys?" Neal asked in a mocking tone.

"We're just friends," Emma told Neal, "please, just leave."

"No, because I need to talk to you, and I know how you are; you say you will talk to me later, but you end up just ignoring me. So I won't leave until we finally talk about what happened," Neal argued with her.

"You want to know what happened? You left me, so you could have a better life. You didn't care how it turned out for me, and you only cared about yourself," Emma responded as her face heated with rage. She didn't want to talk about it, and she didn't want to recall those horrific memories.

"I'm not talking about that part. I have a few friends who got out of jail recently, and they informed me on some things . . ." Neal said as he started walking towards Emma. Killian put his arm out in front of her, so Neal wouldn't hurt her.

"You know?" She asked, as her mouth hung open in surprise. She thought that the only two people who knew her secret was Mary Margaret and David. They were the only people Emma trusted to talk to about it.

"Of course I do, and I don't want to just sit here and do nothing about it," he responded, as he took yet another step closer.

"Listen man, just back off. She clearly doesn't want to talk about this with you right now," Killian said defensively.

"What are you going to do about it then?"

"I'm asking you to stop," Killian replied. He was starting to get a little flustered now, because it was obvious that Neal knew what he was doing. He was purposely trying to get Killian riled up.

"What if I don't stop then? Are you going to do something about it?" Neal teased even further.

"Come on, why can't you just fucking listen to what she is saying. She doesn't want to talk to you, and she sure as hell doesn't like you," Killian replied, his voice raising a little higher.

"What did you say?" Neal asked, making sure he heard Killian right.

"Killian, it's oka-" Emma started.

"No it's not okay, Emma. This guy just randomly walked in to your house, without being invited, and he's being an asshole," Killian stated. Just as Killian turned his head to look back at Neal, there was a fist coming at his face. Quickly enough, Killian ducked out of the way and Neal tripped on to the ground behind Killian. Killian turned around and squatted over Neal as he punched him straight in the jaw. He hit him several times over and over as he held Neal's right shoulder down with his left hand.