The Truth About Emma Swan - COMPLETED BUT UNDER EDITING

Part 60-Hold Me

I woke up the next morning to the sun beating mercilessly on my back, making me sweat.

I roll over to look at Emma. She's still in the same position on the bed, her body still tense and her arms dangling of the bed.

I stare at her face and examine her facial features for a moment or so, my eyes darting across.

Her face is like a blank canvas, awaiting some life to seek inside of it and to wake it up, to discover the beauty underneath it all. Her eyes are still shut tight and her lips are still cracked due to the lack of moisture.

I stroke her hair and rub her cheek whilst looking at her, my eyes darting back and forth across her face. "You look beautiful love." I whisper and start to squeeze her hand. "I mean, you would be beautiful in any situation." I smile, hoping she would smile back at me too.

With no answer, I quickly divert my attention to something else before I start to break down.

I twist my body around and look to the window, still gripping Emma's hand. My eyes are blinded by the sunlight and I look away, turning my head to the table next to me.

I look at the hot cocoa on the table and my smile fades away. "Still not thirsty ay love?" My heart drops to the bottom of my stomach. I start to move out of the bed. "I should just not bother anymore." I begin to move back until I stop for a moment.

Is that what I think it is?
Was that?
Did she?
I'm dreaming.
Wake up Killian.
Wake up!!

Emma just squeezed my hand.

She just squeezed my hand.

She actually, just used her own hand to squeeze mine.

Just when I think I'm out of hope and that's it....

God Emma, you do know how to cheer me up.

With my heart in my chest I quickly pull the alarm button next to Emma on her bed, still gripping on her hand for dear life.

Within minutes Doctors and Nurses run in and see me sat in the bed, smiling contently, the biggest smile I had smiled in the last couple of months. My sadness escaped out of me as they ran in, packed into the room.

A nurse was the first to talk, still breathing heavily from the running. "Mr Jones, what happened?? Why did you ring the bell?" They all looked at me. "She squeezed my hand." My heart was pounding in my chest.

A few of the nurses went out of the room and a couple looked at me shocked. As she began talking, I felt my smile fade away. "Sir, are you sure? It's very unlikely..." I interupted her.

"Of course I'm sure! My anger funneled inside of me. "Would I seriously lie about any of this?!" I practically, shouted at the nurse, leaving her gasping for words. I buried my head into my hands.

"I'm sorry, it's just. I know she did, I'm completely sure." I sat with my head in my hands, not bothering to look up at the nurse. "P... Please just go." The nurse left the room along with the rest of them, leaving me in a pile of my tears.

I know you squeezed my hand Emma, I felt it. I know you did, I know you did.

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After an hour of me sitting in my own tears, I reached out to the side of the bed and grabbed Emma's box.

My hand shook as I tried to hold my box and type with the same hand, still trying to keep my grip on Emma's hand.

I typed in the code and tapped on the "Mum" button, knowing if anyone was going to believe me, it would be her.

I put the box on loudspeaker and awaited Snow's voice. She picked up and answered the phone, knowing it was me. "Good morning Killian, how are you holding up?" She asked me down the box, trying to act cheerful.

I felt tears trickle down my tears as I answered back. "I'm okay, but something happened." I heard a chair being pushed down the edge of the box and I heard David walk over. "What?" He asked, sounding more worried.

I felt the tears drop of my face and I watched them land on Emma's face. "She... She squeezed my hand." I felt my eyes drip even more tears.

Snow was the first to talk down the phone after she gasped. "Sweetie!! That's amazing! I'm so happy for you! I..." David interupted her and she couldn't finish her sentence. "Are you sure Killian?" My heart stopped. I laughed to myself.

Great another person who doesn't believe me. I must be going mad.

"It's just that you've not really left the hospital... Are you like...." His words trailed down the phone. "Imagining it?" He finished his sentence, taking breaks in-between trying to keep a natural calm conversation going.

I felt my heart drop to the deepest darkest pits of my stomach and I had to stop myself from shouting down the box. "Yes, of course I'm sure!" I failed in my attempt to do so and ended my sentence shouting.

Snow tried to calm me down. "Sweetie, I know your not imagining it, I know you wouldn't lie about anything like this." I felt a sigh of relief cast over my broken body. I knew Snow would believe me.

"T..." My words slither of my tongue. "Thankyou...." I hear her talk back but everything is a blur and my thoughts consume me. David began talking which bought back my attention, I could her Snow telling him to talk back at me, forcing him to. "Killian, I do believe you, it's just that it's very unlikely and I can't really trust someone like...." His words stop and I feel a wave of anger funnel through my bones.

"A pirate?! Is that it? You can't trust a pirate like me? I went bloody looking for her when all you did was sit on your arse all day! I haven't left her to do anything important except from food, ya know? The stuff which keeps you alive? And the only reason because of that was because you forced me to! I didn't want to leave her." I started to break down and I heard Snow gasp.

"Sweetie... He didn't mean that." She tried to reassure me and I ignored him to stop myself shouting down the box. I pressed my head on Emma's shoulders and hung up.

That was it, I didn't want to hear there voices any more.

No one believed me.
Did you actually squeeze my hand Emma?