Summary:

One year ago, on Mother's day Regina gave her mother a gift, one which would change everything between them forever. And now, days before the next Mother's day but a year later Regina will have to deal with the repercussions of the gift as the words "Mother you are my weakness…because I love you." start to hold more sway over her than ever before. Mention of SwanQueen but is mainly BlackQueen

Notes:

While reading listen to: Terrible Love by Birdy (Regina's perspective) watch?v=cEplGZ_M7s8

Bizarre Love Triangle by Frente! (Emma's perspective) watch?v=IJ1c9ErCn7w

Paring: Regina Mills/Cora Mills and mention of Regina Mills/Emma Swan

Disclaimer: If I owned them, no one would ever see them again. They would be mine all mine.

Warning: Incest, rape, forced relationship, Self-abuse, mention of suicide, violence and strong language.

Author's important note: This is not a SwanQueen fic. Regina truly detests Emma even though the blonde actually wants the mayor. This is pure BlackQueen.

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Friday the 9th of May 2014, two days before Mother's Day:

The mid-afternoon morning air was bland and hard as it filled the nostrils of the ever panting Regina Mills. She was hyperventilating now, not realising that her breathing had increased in speed and decreased in quantity of intake as she sat at her desk. It would have been a very odd and even disturbing image to behold. There sat the feared former Evil Queen, eyes unfocused, cast downwards a bit, body slumping and hands balled in fists as they perched upon the smooth surface of wood and scattered papers. Only when she heard the sound of the window clattering, ripping her from her transfixed demeanour did her eyes widen a bit and her breathing started to still. She swallowed, finding dryness in her mouth and throat as she tried to relax. But the sound of the window frame continuing its insulting sound made her fists clench and nostrils flare once more. With one harsh flick of her wrist, the window closed, locking itself as quickly as the shutters collided with the hinge. And had Regina bothered to look up, she would have realised that she had caused a small crack to emerge from the sudden impact. But she did not, nor would she have cared for even this little vile disturbance could not break her darkened trail of thought.

Something was wrong, she could feel it. She had been feeling it since she had awoken but she had pushed it down and away every time. She had smothered it, crushed it, and banished it into the dark crevasses of her subconscious where most of her misdeeds and transgressions resided but it was no use. Regina pursed her lips, feeling another wave of worry hit her hard and deep causing her hand to contract around the papers in front of her. Try as she might, dread returned and plagued her so severely that it kept her from getting any work done. She knew this and she knew that sooner or later pushing down these sinister emotions would not be enough. Her firmness would not hold once the actual problem surfaced and she would have to deal with it. She frowned as she found a smooth object resting in it. Papers? She blinked, frustrated as she tried to remember what they were doing in front of her. But she could not even recall how long she had zoned out before she was pulled from her stunned state by the sound of her office door being slammed open, causing her to almost jumped out of her chair.

"Regina! You need to come with me. Right now!"

The brunette sneered, anger taking hold. Her words following suit were harsher than usual, more venomous than the playful banter they once shared.

"Oh by all means Miss Swan barge in, sit down. Make yourself comfortable…like you always do." She said with an indifferent expression cupping the sneer. "I'd love to help you out," her eye brows never changing its downward descent as she then lifted her free hand towards the door. "…help you out the way you cam is that is." And for a moment the older woman actually contemplated whether she would throw the blonde out with her magic herself or not but then stopped, thinking it a waste of her time. So she simply looked on and continued her verbal thrashing. "Now get the hell out of my office, I am very busy and in no mood." She said even though she knew her words were inconsequent due to her lack of focus, regardless sarcasm dripped from every word. And then without missing a beat she then continued looking at the papers still nestled in her hand, which she finally realized were the new budget reports.

But Emma ignored the mayor's snide comment. She ignored the hate. She ignored the clear contempt and tried to continue what she wanted to say.

"Regina…listen we've got to-"

The brunette's eyes narrowed as the blonde spoke, before looking down at the papers and finally resumed her work, interrupting Emma once more.

"No Miss Swan I. Do. Not. Have to listen to you." she said without looking up. "Now get out. If it is work related, which I am more than confident it is not, then make an appointment with my secretary like everyone else or file a complaint. Really just because you are a god damn princess does not mean-"

"Damnit Regina! It's your mother!"

At this Regina stopped talking. All the former contempt she felt for this woman in front of her seemed to evaporate as her own fears felt like it was smothering her. Regina's lips twitched. Why had she not listened to her own little voice screaming at her all day? And then she finally saw it as she looked, really looked at Emma. The younger woman's face was filled with something resembling concern. It was however over shadowed by the wild expression dancing in her eyes more out of dread and terror as her hands seemed to twitch with anxiety.

And at this Regina finally rose from her seat and when she spoke all the emotions, those unwanted emotions, coloured her tone in a sickly shade of rage.

"What have you done to my mother?!"

"What.. I? What did I do? Regina, I was the one who-"

"I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you." She nearly spat the words, eyes blazing as she moved from the desk and started to charge Emma. The blonde had no time to even react as the brunette's words started to sink in. "Whatever it is, Miss Swan, it seems everything involvingyou causes some hazardous scenario to befall my family. You and Snow always find new ways of hurting us even when we have proven to you that we have changed. Am I wrong in the presumption? No I think not. Now tell me what have you done to her?!"

Regina was very close now, her blood pumping in hot steady beats. And these eyes, these burning eyes sparked the blonde's memory of wild nights ago between Emma and the older woman in the younger woman's mind.

It had almost been 6 months now since they tried being in a relationship, if one could call them fucking and fighting all the time a relationship. They had misinterpreting their rampant need to escape reality, for romantic attachment and thus fell into a coupling mess without thinking. Yes it helped them both deal with what had transpired after Emma had returned from the Enchanted Forest and helped Regina cope with the after thoughts of her Mother's hold on her. But it did not work or last long. Soon the lust, which they both had pegged it for, was unmasked as downright mechanical need, their own need, one which was not returned by the mayor towards the sheriff after months of sleeping together.

Emma could still remember that one look that detached look in the brunette's eyes. After Regina had found release she would either push the blonde away from her or not look at her, eyes either distant or closed. Emma never understood this but she did not dare question it. And the younger woman knew. She knew what had happened to Regina by Cora's hand months ago. That it had happened often and when it stopped they never spoke of it again. So she let the brunette use her to sate her blinded rage and lust and let her push her away when she could not stand being touched anymore. But as the months went on, these visits of only finding release started to take a hated turn, one which Emma could not take anymore. So she confronted Regina. Told her that she knew and that she saw the way the brunette shut down after Emma had sex with her. The blonde then spoke of things she did not understand. She asked the brunette who she was trying to hurt when she was inside the younger woman and why was she using sex to do it. And that did it. That broke the mayor and she disappeared in purple smoke, not even bothering to grab her scattered clothing as the last image of a naked Regina was smeared with tears from the brunette. After that night they never slept together again and after that night Regina had never spoken a well-intended word towards Emma either.

So now, here in the ever enclosed space between the two royals, Emma swallowed slowly. This was too much for her. It was like those late nights and early mornings together and it made the blonde very uncomfortable. She knew even though Regina did not reciprocate any warm if possible romantic feelings towards the sheriff, proven by trial and resulting in error, Emma still felt herself react to the close proximity of the mayor as if they were in fact going to fuck each other any moment.

And now, mixed with utter frustrations both due her own feelings and the situation, Emma actually screamed at the older woman.

"Would you just shut the fuck up! Look Regina listen. No listen to me for once in your life. Your mother…I think she is going to take her heart out again."

That did it. Regina, a Queen of many forms evil or not, was shocked into silence. Seeing her chance the blonde continued, "…and if we continue talking and wasting time we might be too late. Regina? Are you-"

"She is going to do what?! How dare you lie to my face, you stupid-"

"Regina no it's the truth, she-"

"What evidence do you have to support this hmmmm? Saying it is true hardly warranties what you are claiming dear."

"-she spoke to Henry and he was not ok after it. And no I still don't like her seeing him if ever and-"

"See that is the god damn problem Miss Swan, ever doubting her," Regina sneered, lifting her hand in anger as she spoke "…you have no say in it. He is my son and he has the right to have a normal relationship with his grandmo-"

"Damnit Regina! Shut up. Just…would you listen to me please. Stop interrupting me and listen. Please just…Yes I know. I know I said I don't like she sees him neither does my mom but. Ok I let them. Today I let him hang out with her and get ice-cream and whatever but. After, when she dropped him off at my mom's…Regina he was not ok. When Mary Margret finally got him to talk he said that Cora was acting very strange and she was mumbling to herself, that she was not happy, that how much easier it would be to simply go back to how things were. How things were a year ago. And if you remember correctly, a year ago she was without her heart."

"No. No she can't…I-I…." Gone was the hardened expression. Gone was any form of anger towards the Swan and the rest of her idiotic family and all Emma could see was sadness. So much sadness and fear. It was short lived before the Queen found herself again, "I need to stop her. Get out of my way." And with that she brushed passed Emma and was halfway through the office before the younger woman even realized how quickly Regina could move in high heels. She did not even take her purse or bothered with keys. But when the blonde turned to follow all that was left in her wake was the aftermath of purple smoke enveloping Regina leaving the Swan alone once more.

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Notes:

Listen to: Terrible Love by Birdy (Regina's perspective) watch?v=cEplGZ_M7s8
Bizarre Love Triangle by Frente! (Emma's perspective) watch?v=IJ1c9ErCn7w