The Truth About Emma Swan - COMPLETED BUT UNDER EDITING

Part 20-The End

That's when my whole world came crashing down.

I could her the beeping noise down the other end of the voice box. I may not know much about voice boxes but I do know that if the beeping tone goes of, that's it. The end of the call. In this case, not just the end of a call but the end of Emma. The end of our relationship, our hope, our dream.

I couldn't actually believe it. My whole body is tense and the feeling of blankness takes over my whole body. That was it. She actually did that. She actually just ended our call. She even said goodbye.

Goodbye. The word of never seeing anyone again. Ever again. When Emma used to say goodbye down the box, it just used to mean "see you soon" or "I'll phone you later." Nothing like this. That was it. This is it.

I felt like breaking something, trying to recover my heart from the pain it had suffered in the past 5 days. 5 whole days with no rest, no break just continuous walking, trying to find someone who doesn't even want to be found.

I have walked every single day and have only stopped once, only stopped once to take a sleep. To actually revive and rebuild myself from all the suffering. I haven't ate once. No food whatsoever. I am starving. I bet Emma hasn't even ate at all.

But, you know what?
I don't care about any of this. My main priority is Emma.

I bet she's out there somewhere, not knowing where to go, lost with no direction. The thought of her having nothing kills me inside. If one of us I'd going to suffer, I'd rather it be me. I'd rather suffer than her going through what she's going through right now.

I bet she's so lost, so alone.

All because of her issues.

Which I didn't even notice...