Chapter Thirteen: Give Me A Shot At The Night

"Shouldn't you be heading back to the docks?" she said after almost an hour of silence in her darkened bedroom, the two laying side by side. Emma still faced away from him, putting as much distance between them as possible.

"And here I was believing you to be asleep, lass." he said, turning his head in her direction only to be met with the same view of the pale skin of her back, his eyes locking on the small dip of the arch above her bottom.

"How can I sleep with you behind me?" she huffed, kicking the sheets to the floor, willing her body to get out of bed, finding no energy to do so.

"You slept with Baelfire, I would think no differently of my presence, Swan." he commented, his voice strained. She knew he was being cruel in a selfish act of pushing her out of his life, but that didn't help the words effect her any less as they fell from his lips.

"No, that's where you're wrong, pirate." she sneered, disgust in her voice. "You're so much worse then him."

Hooks body stiffened, all his muscles ridged at her words. "I beg your pardon?" he snipped, reaching across the bed and pulling her wrist roughly until she was forced to turn over and face him.

"You heard me." she said with defeat, yanking her wrist from his grasp while scooting as far away from him as possible.

"How am I worse then that git?" he questioned, daring her to say how the could possibly be true. "I've never done anything that he has, lass. I've never laid a hand on your or your boy and I have certainly never bitten, cut, or forced you in any way. So, go on then." he willed, waving his hands casually towards her. "Tell me how I am so much worse then him."

"I didn't love him." she whispered mostly to herself, the words reaching his ears nonetheless.

"You don't love me, Emma." he said sadly, unable to stop himself from reaching out towards her, brushing his fingers across her cheek. Her eyes closed at his touch as she noted that his moments of kindness were few and far between in his efforts to make her despise him.

"I'm not too fond of you right now, that's for damn sure." she said with a narrowed stare, sighing with frustration when his hand dropped from her face. "But that's because you are being an asshole so you can leave with me hating you. Sorry to disappoint, but that's not happening. You'll have to deal with leaving and know I'll fucking miss you." she stressed with her jaw tight, bolting up from the bed before she slapped him across the face. He stood as well, standing still at the side as he watched her walk towards the door and into the living room.

"Bloody hell." he whispered, taking a breath before following her out into the open space covered with destruction.

Emma quickly busied herself with cleaning, picking up the three cushions that had been ripped away from the couch and setting them back into place.

"I don't deserve you, lass. It's as simple as that." he said, picking up the small table lamp that had been beneath the cushions and setting it back in its place.

"And apparently I don't deserve to be happy. Looks like it'll be a great life for both of us." she said with a smug look across her face, grabbing a small, shining object from under the couch. His eyes had a mind of their own as Hook watched her bent down on the floor, his gaze following up her slender legs to her risen bottom in the air as she stretched her arm to reach beneath the sofa.

"What is that?" he asked, curiosity getting the best of him when he saw the sadness deepen in her eyes as she gazed upon the small silver trinket in her hand.

Instead of standing back up and continuing to clean up the mess that was her home, she stayed on the ground, leaning her back against the bottom of the sofa and wrapping her fist tightly around the object.

"It's nothing." she whispered, tears stinging her eyes as she tucked it into her pocket.

"Doesn't seem to be nothing." he countered, standing tall beside her and gazing down as she avoided his confrontation.

"Then let me rephrase." she said, blinking the tears back and standing up immediately, almost knocking him down in the process. "It's nothing you need to concern yourself with , pirate." she reiterated.

"Such a shame, seeing as I am too bloody curious to be satisfied with such an answer." he smirked, reaching around her to slide his hand into her pocket, wrapping his other arm around her waist and settling his hook on her hip to hold her still.

"No, stop!" she yelled, the desperate begging a side he had never seen on her until now. "Please, Hook don't." she pleaded, tears falling freely down her cheeks now as she reached up frantically to grab at his tightly closed fist. She knew he was much taller then her, making her efforts useless but logic held no meaning in this moment as she desperately tried to retrieve what he had taken.

"I'll give it right back, Swan. Pirates honor." he assured her, shoving her gently down to sit on the sofa while he stood beside it, opening his hand once he made sure her breath had steadied and she believed he wouldn't harm whatever it was that he had in his grasp.

"Am I missing something?" he asked, examining the long golden chain dangling from his hand.

"Just throw it away, Hook. The site of it makes me sick." she said with a look of disdain.

"As you wish." he said, bowing slightly before tossing it into the trash in the center of the room.

"Don't say that anymore." she whispered weakly. Hook noticed that the discovery of the chain seemed to steal away her will. He was beyond curious to find out what horrible memories it triggered for her.

"I'll let you spend the rest of the night in peace, lass. Good night." he said, picking up a small stack of papers from the ground and setting them on the coffee table before heading to the door.

"Just a heads up." she started, setting down the broom she had in her hand as she walked over to him. He stared down at her with a coldness in his blue eyes she had seen the first time they met. "Don't think that this time you can leave and come back 6 months later like nothing happened. I wont make that mistake again. I wont let myself get close to you." she warned, reaching behind him and pushing the door wide open.

"I only came back because your boy came to me in the middle of the night for help because you were getting your ass handed to you, darling." he sneered, stepping as close as he could to her as she glared up at him.

"Well, my apologies for his mistake." she started, keeping her voice as steady as she could. "He should've known better then to inconvenience you like that. We wont be needing your help anymore. You've done more then enough." she whispered, tears in her eyes as every sharp word he spoke hit her straight through the heart.

"A simple thank you would suffice. If it wasn't for me, Swan, you would still be getting slapped around like some kind of whore by that bastard of a man." he spat, anger in his eyes as he took the last few moments to say whatever he needed to for her to say she hated him. To make it possible for him to walk away and give her the happily ever after she deserved.

Emma's mouth opened just barely, although her voice was lost. A small sound escaped her lips but no words came out. The insult affected her more then she would ever admit and the tone in his voice actually caused her to stumble back away from him until the back of her knees hit the couch. She dropped down onto the cushions, her eyes never leaving his as she slowly closed her mouth.

"I-" she started, her eyes stuck on his. Words continued to be lost in her mind as she rolled her eyes in frustration before throwing her hands in the air, leading hard against the back of the couch. "You're not wrong so I don't know what to say!" she finally yelled, the volume in her voice startling him as he stepped back, reaching behind him for the door.

"I am so use to fighting and defending myself and now I have nothing to say because everything you are throwing at me is fucking true." she exclaimed, leaning forward with her elbows propped up on her knees, her hands running over her face as the feeling of helplessness set in to her heart.

"Swan, don't- "But she didn't let him get the words out. Everything he said was true and it was too late for him to act like he was sorry. She knew he wasn't. He was being selfish, doing anything he could to hurt her so he could leave guilt free.

"No, Hook. It's fine. You're right. I was his whore. In fact, I always will be. That night Henry found you and I saw you for the first time since Neverland, Neal had fucked me so many different ways I lost track. Mere minutes before you looked at me for the first time." Emma stood up slowly, walking past him as he followed her movements, opening the door and swinging her arm through it.

"You're dismissed, Hook. I wont miss you, don't worry. You can leave with no regrets. This was a mistake and it was all my own so just go." She begged, looking up at him, holding in a breath as she waited for him to step out of her life.

"You know I only said all of that so you would let me go. The less upset you are at me leaving the better." he explained, reaching out to touch her face. She stepped back as his fingers skimmed her cheek as if his touch burned her flesh like acid.

"You told me in Neverland, in the caves, that I made you feel again. Made you remember what love felt like for the first time since you lost Milah." she whispered, backing away from him against the now closed door as he closed in on her, his body forcing her back against the panel to keep from touching him. "Would you have fought that hard for her in Neverland and then left her? Or is it just me?" Emma asked, desperate for any answers she could get before he walked out of her life forever.

"No, I wouldn't have left her." he said softly, pressing his knee against the wall between her legs, his hand right above her head as he let his face hover inches away from hers as she looked up at him with glassy eyes.

She nodded slowly, expecting nothing less then the exact answer he gave to her.

"I did not love her half as much as you, Swan. I would've been selfish with her and stayed. And that is why she was killed in front of my eyes. Because I was selfish. I will not let the same happen to you. Or your boy. Because I love you more then I ever loved her. And I couldn't come back from the site of your heart torn from your chest." he explained, letting the chips fall where they may.

"That's interesting." she whispered, biting her lip as his eyes fell to watch the action, a thin layer of lust falling over his eyes. "Because you seem to be handling the site of it pretty well right now." she replied, pushing his chest back carefully with one hand before sucking in a breath and maneuvering around him back into her room, waiting for the sound of the door to click with his final departure.

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