Lessons (Ch 19 - The Broken-Hearted)
Title: lessons
AUTHOR: obisgirl
Rating: nc-17
Characters: Killian/Emma
Summary: Fairytale land - AU. Emma is a princess on the verge of becoming a woman but wants more out of life than what her parents can give her, so she makes a wish to be swept away which translates into being kidnapped and sold at a slave auction to one Captain Killian Jones.
A/N: The Evil Queen's curse never happened.
Disclaimer: Once Upon a Time characters are property of Disney and Adam Horowitz, Edward Kitsis. This fanfic is for pure entertainment.
Killian likes to think of himself as a resourceful man, as Red suggests. The bars of his cell are the strongest he's come across and has few weapons he can use to aid his escape. It's going to take a miracle for him to get out. Killian growls, shaking the doors, using all his strength to will them open but it's no use. He's like that for a few minutes until he gives up, lowering his head in disgrace, leaning his body against the gate.
As he does so, the gate opens slightly and then all the way and he loses his balance, collapsing onto the ground.
He didn't make this happen; he doesn't have the resources to but someone did let him out, perhaps intentionally and he knows who that person is. It's the same huntress who gave him the location of Emma's room.
Clever woman, he thinks.
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Emma is exhausted but relieved to finally be back in her own bed. Her bed on The Jolly Roger was comfortable of course but it wasn't her room, her things. It was only temporary, like love; a fleeting moment of happiness, ripped away from her.
She didn't love Killian.
She didn't love the way he touched her, the way he danced with her on her birthday night, the way he didn't hesitate to swim after her, after her failed first attempt to escape and make a statement at the same time, or the way she remembered feeling shivers run down her spine as he helped her undress afterwards.
Emma doesn't love the way he'd always tease her or the way her body would feel enflamed whenever they were close.
Or the way he saved her from the witch, stabbing his own sword into her back.
Emma doesn't love him.
He betrayed her, broke her heart...how can she forgive him for that?
Emma sighs, rolling over on her side, fingering the swan necklace her mother gave her - which is more of a peace offering than a present but it's still beautiful.
Emma can't forgive him for lying to her but she wants to forget how he made her feel more than anything else; forgetting is easy than feeling. If she could sleep for eternity without dreaming about his face, remembering the good times that they spent together, Emma wouldn't hesitate to find a way.
The last time she made a wish, she was kidnapped and wishing that she could forget her love is dangerous.
Her mother almost ate the poisoned apple, a peace offering from the Evil Queen Regina to stop the fighting and more killing.
Both sides had already suffered so much and the fighting, was starting to wear them down. Her mother knew that she could go on fighting for as long as she needed to but Regina saw the end game before it even happened.
She knew that she would never win and accepted defeat, and instead of eating the apple meant for her mother, Regina ate the poisoned apple, condemning herself to an eternity of endless death.
Maybe that's what she needs to end her own pain, the poisonous apple but it's impossible to get. All apples, whether real or magical, were banned in the kingdom.
She has to bear this pain on her own, hiding it from her parents and hopefully, with time she'll get over him.
Emma sighs again, trying to get comfortable but sits up suddenly, hearing heavy breaths outside her window. The princess stills in her bed, waiting patiently - if she's going to be kidnapped again, it better not be by a pirate. She is done with pirates because they're nothing but trouble, except that's exactly who he is: the one man she doesn't want to see at the moment.
She watches Killian stumble through the window and land awkwardly on the floor before standing up, brushing himself off. “That climb would have been a lot easier if I had a hook I could grip the wall with,” he reasons, looking at her, bowing. “Hello princess,”
“You seriously going to kidnap me again - for real this time anyway?” she retorts.
“I didn't come here to kidnap you love,” Killian reasons, walking over to the bed and sitting down. “I came here to talk to you,”
Emma looks away from him. “Kidnapping me probably would have been a safer bet because I don't want to talk to you,” she retorts.
“I told you the truth because I couldn't lie to you anymore,” Killian continues, “You were almost killed and I - couldn't let you die without knowing the truth,”
“That's somewhat noble of you,” she admits, “but I can't forgive you for using me for your own gain,”
Killian leans forward, scowling. “And you didn't use me for your own satisfaction, love?” he counters.
“It was stupid,” she seethes, “but it was the only way to guarantee my safety,”
“You didn't need to make that deal, love,” he continues, “I am a pirate but I'm also a man of my word. I wouldn't let anyone harm you, Emma and if they did, I would kill them and I did. I killed that witch to protect you because you mean more to me than gold,”
“Right,” she counters, “You love me - but I don't love you. How can I love someone who risked my life and lied to me?”
Killian sighs, feeling the weight of her words. He deserves her wrath and hatred for what he put her through but he knows that she does love him, otherwise she would have called the guards a long time ago.
“I want you leave Captain,” she continues, staring coldly at him. “And I never want to see you again,”
Killian stands up and turns to leave, the climb down the tower will not be an easy one but it was worth it to see her again, even if she doesn't want to see him. “Just so you know, when I said 'I love you' outside of Rumpelstiltskin's cell before I was arrested, I meant it,” he whispers.
Emma doesn't say anything and Killian starts climbing out the window.
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