Promise me?

Chapter 27| Please Dont Leave Quite Yet

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This chapter also links back to chapter 12,13 and 14 if you need a recap.

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It was Monday morning and I woke up groggy once again. I came home Saturday night from the hospital to an empty house which was difficult but maybe I did need that time to think. I was alone; Mom was on a trip in Boston, I hadn't heard from Killian since he walked out, Dad was missing in some far-flung land and Ruby had been with Victor for the majority of the weekend.

Tears stung my eyes as I dazed up at the ceiling deep in thought. Congrats Emma, you managed to push everyone away. You're the one who caused all of this, it's your fault.

My heart rate began to quicken. My palms became damp and my breathing was staggered. It felt like someone was pushing against my chest as it felt like someone was grabbing my throat. My eyes were scrunched together as a sharp pain stabbed my chest. I sat up frantically as it felt like my whole body felt like it was cramping.

I stood up and filled my lungs with a deep breath of oxygen a few times before sitting back on the edge to my mattress. Resting my elbows onto my knees, I began to sob uncontrollably.

Tears were dripping onto the floor as I let everything catch up with me. I had a broken wrist because I fell down the stairs, I broke up with my boyfriend over a stupid bed sheet and there was a possibility that my dad could be dead. I didn't want to admit to myself that everything that happened was all my fault. I shouldn't have pushed Killian. He's allowed to have his secrets just like me; I should have respected that.

I sighed heavily before walking to my closet; I really wasn't in the mood for a shower. I rummaged through my clothes before picking out a black t-shirt, black jeans and my red leather jacket; my armour. After that I combed through my hair quickly before heading downstairs and out of the door.

Once I made it to school I just made my way to the bathroom. I locked myself in one of the stalls and waited for the first period bell to ring, which it finally did. Sadly that first class was Math.

I dragged my feet as I shuffled through the doors and to my surprise: no one was in, not even Killian. I slumped down in my seat as the class began to fill the room but there was still no sign of Killian 7 minutes in, not that I was counting at all.

I was interrupted from biting my nails when the door slammed wide open. "Apologies for being late" My ex-boyfriend stammered. He was juggling a stack of papers, his laptop and a cup of coffee as he balanced his way to his desk.

Something was up, other than the obvious. Killian has never been one for being late or apologising to students, he's always been so organised and punctual but today seemed different. But seeing his face only made me regret my choices more. He was pale, his fingers were taped together, his eyes were puffy and dark and his scruff was thicker.

I didn't have time to analyse him too much before his began giving his lecture. He didn't dare make eye contact with me or even call my name during attendance, and that's when I knew I really messed this all up.

Skip ahead to Friday

She was just pushing the wilted salad leaves around her plate as the glared down at the disgusting food. She felt drained. She only just got back into the school after having an early appointment to get her cast off which was relief but it didn't change her mood.