Possessive Billionaire Mr. Jones

Chapter 9 | What Were You Thinking Killian?

Killian's POV

I replayed Emma and I's conversation again in my head, looking at her I noticed she was extremely broken, fragile, her walls were built up high and strong. Just like mine, but nobody never knew the real me. Quite frankly I had a life before I got rich and famous.

I continue to curse under my breath, I just f****d up the one thing I cared about.

I was afraid to love again, afraid to settle for a woman. Emma was the girl that just started making me feel weird inside. When I was close to her my heart races a thousand times faster, when I touch her I felt tingling senses, making my heart wild. It scared me, because I've never had that feeling ever since Milah. My past lover Milah, a tear rolled down my face just thinking about her.

I groan as pulled the ends of my hair in frustration, why do I have to be so stupid, I only met her two weeks ago and she's already having an effect on me. I left Emma's office, storming out of the building, I couldn't think straight. Emma had quit and David promise me to take care of her, I let my emotions stand in the way of me. I should have been focusing on her not avoiding her just because of my feelings.

I slam my car shut, and went into my house, huge house. I was the only one you lived in it, I was lonely.

I went inside my kitchen to grabbed my bottle of tequila, popping it open I gulped some of it down, making the back of my throat burn. I was a wreck, a fool to her. I shouldn't have done such a thing. She was the only girl to ever talk me in a way other people use to do. I was rich so people were either scared of me or just flirting with me. But Emma wasn't like any other person. She was her own person, different. And I ruined to at least start a friendship with her. I need to apologize to her, but what would I say?

'Im sorry for acting mean towards you and calling you names, I only did it because I have feelings for you' That doesn't sound believable, even though it was all true.

I continue to gulp the whole bottle of alcohol burning my throat and that's how I spent my night alone on the day I ruined things.

***

I woke up out of my dream to my phone ringing, I rubbed my head as it was throbbing hard, from my massive drinking last night.

I grabbed my phone and answered, "Hello?" I say in a raspy voice.

"What were you thinking Killian!" David yelled through the phone, I moved the phone back from my ears because of his yelling it made my headache worse.

"Could you please quiet down, I have a massive hangover." I muttered.

"Killian why would you do such a thing to Emma, she is like a daughter to me goddammit, I want you to apologize before she leaves the city."

My eyes widen in shock, "Leave? what you do you mean leave the city?" I panicked.

David sighs, "She'd wish for me to find her another job but not in New York, she wants to be as far away from you."

Guilt ran over me, I was such a i***t to her that's she's leaving New York.

"David please don't do it." I cry out.

I had to tell her I had feelings for her. I had to tell her the reason why I had to explain so she could stay and get her job back.

"I can't Killian, I'm only to grant her wish, it's up to you to talk to her now, fix your mistakes." He says, "I really thought she could change you."

But she did. I wanted to say, so I held my tongue and said my goodbyes to David over the phone.

I have to stop her from doing so, I need to let her get her job back.

I read the time over my cell phone phone 6:57

I had slept through work, I sigh and called the front desk lady saying I was sick and that's why I didn't show up. Since I didn't have an assistant anymore I had to.

***

It was around 8 when I decided to call Emma, I felt bad for what I did to her. So I called, to be led by her voice mail.

"Hey this is Emma, I'm not here at the moment but leave a message"

Her voice, I miss hearing her voice.

I called and called only to be leave by more voicemails, I called eight times and left five voice messages saying we needed to talk, I threw my phone on the couch.

I needed to find her, what if something bad happened. Or most likely she's just ignoring my calls on purpose. I wouldn't care, I needed to talk her out of leaving.

I picked up my phone then keys to go find my Swan.

I drove to Emma's house and rang her door bell.

No answer.

I rang it again and again.

Still no answer.

I got very impatient and broke into her apartment. "Swan!" I called out.

But no one was in here. I groan and left out, locking the door. I opened my car door and slam it shut. Where could she be?

As if cue my phone blares with a ring tone, not focusing on the caller I answered, "Hello?"

"You are such a asshole Killian." Emma slurs.

My eyes light up, "Emma where have you been?"

Emma chuckles, "None of your god damn business pirate."

I mentally face palm myself, she's drunk great, "Emma tell me where you are so I can pick you up."

"Why would I tell you that? So you can yell at me again?"

I focus on the road as I spoke, " Emma just tell me where you are."

"P Sherman Wholly Two Sydney." she chuckles.

"Emma tell me where you are now!"

"Alright fancy pants I'm at— Hey give my talking phone back i***t!" Emma yelled.

"No because friends don't let let other friends drunk call or dunk text for that matter." a male voice says into the phone, that's when I realized I knew that voice and I knew where she was.

I ended the call and drove as fast as I could to the bar. MacLaren's.

I rushed inside the bar to find Emma and Walsh talking, Walsh laughing at what god knows what she was trying to say.

She was breathe taking, her prefect blonde hair curled, her red dress, bringing out her legs. Her amazing forest green eyes shining in the light, she was beautiful. I stop staring at her and continue doing what I came to do.

I walked towards her and grabbed her arm, of jealousy. "Come Emma let's go home."

She yanked her arm away, "No you're a bad man, and I'm supposed to stay away from people like you." she slurred.

No times for a conversation I grabbed her and put her over my shoulder, as she yelped. "Put me down you peanut head!" I ignore her comment.

"Thanks for taking care of my Swan." I smiled and payed Walsh with 300 dollars, he looked dumbfounded but shrug and pockets the money.

With Emma still struggling from me to put her down, I whistled my way to my car and sat her in the passenger seat and bulked her up.

"Someone help me! Sipper no Sipper! Sipper no Swipping!" I got in the car and laughed.

"Oh god, drunk Emma is much more entertaining."I smile, as I drove out of the parking lot heading to my home.