Chapter 18 - Seperated

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: Writer's POV :

The truck that had suddenly turned around the corner, on the wrong side of the road had been being driven by a drunken Will Scarlet. After maybe one or two too many shots of whisky, the thief had decided to go for a drive.

He had decided to take this joyful journey at the same exact time Emma and Killian were driving to granny's. Killian Jones wasnt too bad at controlling the yellow coloured bug. However when a heavy truck came hurtling towards him, he did not know what to do.

The truck collided with the innocent couple in their car causing it to flip multiple times until landing with a thud. Will was perfectly fine. He simply ran off towards the woods in a very drunken way.

Emma and Killian on the other hand, we're not perfectly fine. Both became unconscious after a couple flips of the car. Emma sooner than Killian, he got the chance to take a glimpse of his lover.

She had blood bleeding from her head, soaking her hair a rich colour. Her leg was bending the completely wrong way and Killian didn't even want to think what could have possibly happened to the baby. Then he blacked out along side Emma.

Killian's injuries included broken bones in his right arm and hand, which wasn't great since his left hand also was unusable. Blood was also pouring down his face.

They both awoke in the hospital.

Seperated.

: Killian's POV :

There's a giant bright light shining in my eyes when I awake up from my slumber. My entire right arm and hand is in a cast and my head is slightly throbbing.

Wait.

Awake?!

I was just driving Emma to granny's!

"Bloody hell." I say out loud.

I remember. The truck, the truck hit us. This is all my fault! If only I hadn't been so bloody protective and let Emma drive or even let us walk, we wouldn't be in this hell whole right now.

Then it hits me, where is Emma? I'm guessing this is the hospital because Emma had explained this is where she'd give birth but, where is she?

I search my surroundings and there's a couple wierd machines around me. There is alot of bright white lights illuminating the room and there's a door just in front of me.

I see someone walk past the door, eagerly, I call out.

"Hey! Hey, you!" They stop and turn to me. "Do you know where Emma Swan is? I believe we were in a car crash. I need to see her." The lady enters the room and explains to me that I might have a small headache and I should keep my arm supported. But apart from that I can see her.

"She's in room 242 on floor 3, you are currently on floor 4. There's a lift along the corridor and to the right. Be careful." With that, the lady leaves and I get up.

My head starts to pound since I stood up so fast, but I ignore it and walk to the door and towards the lift. I get in, slightly confused about what to do.

"What the hell?" I mutter. Then I spot a number 3 on a button, with my hook I press it so it lights up. Great, I have to resort to using my hook full time.

The doors close and a sudden jolt surprises me. After a few seconds, the doors re-opens and I step out. Room 242 is right beside me.

Fearful of what I might witness, I walk to the door and open it.

: Writer's POV :

Killian walks through the door of room 242 and crumbles inside. Emma is hooked up to multiple machines to keep her and her baby stable, her leg supported and wrapped in a cast. Also a bandage is across her head.

"Emma..." Killian whispers.

He crouches down beside her bed, tears fighting to break through and stream down his face. They win. Salty droplets crawl down his face, dripping from his sharp jawline onto the bedsheets. Stroking her beautiful features, he begins to speak.

"This is all my fault. If it wasn't for me, you would be laughing at granny's. You'd be enjoying your favourite grilled cheese with onion rings, no fries. You wouldnt be strapped up in hospital. Our baby wouldn't be in any danger and nor would you. I failed to protect you Emma. And I'm truly sorry. I was going to show you a house after dinner, maybe to move into together. You, me and Henry. But instead, your unconscious and hurt. And it's all....my fault." Another tear falls down his face as he finishes, one of many.

What Killian didn't know however, was that Emma had infact been awake. The whole time. She had heard every word.

A sad smile caresses her face,

"It's not your fault. I love you."

~ I cried the whole time I wrote this chapter... Promise the next chapter will be a little happier. Lucky you for you, two chapters in one day! Comment at your favourite bits and please vote! R~