Okay this is going to be a long story and the list will probably actually only start around chapter 3 or 4 more than likely 4 and from there on each chapter will be one adventure on the Bucket List of Regina's.
Hope you guys enjoy this story because I already enjoyed writing this chapter.
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146 Days. 20 Weeks. 142 for crying out loud! God Regina you really are losing it! Your still talking to yourself! Stop it! Stop it now! God you really are insane! 12:01a.m.! God it's morning! 147 days! 21 Weeks. Stop staring at the bloody clock Regina! Tick-tock-tick-tock-tick- Blood hell it's not music! Regina sighed finally stopping the internal war and diverting her eyes towards the window and away from the clock she had been staring at for the past three hours while her inside yelled, screamed and kicked her.
She downed the last of the apple cider in the glass and reached forward to to the apple cider canter. Attention still on the dark exterior of the window that was only illuminated by the street lights she picked up the light - very light Regina thought to herself and she turned to the apple cider canter. Empty! Regina's eyes scanned the coffee table Rum bottle empty! Vodka empty! Whiskey bottle empty! Apple Cider canters empty! Oh god Regina do something! There's no more cider! Regina shook her head dispelling the picture of a brain in her head pulling out it's hair and running around in circles. God she had really lost it.
Standing up on wobbly legs Regina made her way over to her cupboards looking for any heavenly bottles. Picking up another canter she tipped it upside down. Empty. She grabbed another one. Empty. And another. Empty. And another. Empty. Another. Empty. Regina ran through all the bottles she had in her cupboards all coming up empty.
The clock above the fire place ticked over, the big hand landing on the three. 147 days. 21 weeks. 15 minutes. I have no more alcohol left and I'm not sure how much longer I can hold out for. It's over it really is over. God what happened. It was there one minute. Gone the next. Now you see. Now you don't. 147 days. 21 weeks. 17 minutes. I have no more al- Regina shook her head once again plopped the glass down on the bench and on wobbly legs made her way to the study room.
Focus on something else Regina don't listen or even think about the fact that it has been 147 days. 21 weeks. 19 minutes and 21 seconds. God damnit! Regina pushed the study door open and stumbled in. Rounding the table she plopped un-Regina like into the seat, let out a rather loud sigh before flicking on the computer not bothering with lights, her insides were dark and deserted, so why not her outside life as well. 147 days. 21 weeks. 23 minutes. 52 seconds. So close to 24 minutes. Uh! There it goes. 147 days. 21 weeks. 24 minutes. 13 seconds. Regina typed her password in drowsily, hit enter with a bit more force than needed and waited a few more seconds for her dashboard to light up the room.
Double clicking on the blue 'E' Regina typed random things into the search bar bringing up painstakingly bad song or deafening screamo's that could wake the dead - probably did wake the dead. Regina typed one last random word into the google search bar, double clicked on the link and whilst waiting for it to load, lowered her head to the desk. Arms folded, head lying on enfolded arms she closed her eyes to the howling of wind outside and hazy feeling in her head. Her last thought 147 days. 21 weeks. 4 hours. 22 minutes. 6 seconds.
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Regina groaned her head shooting up of the desk at the sqwuak of a large bird outside her window. At the heaviness her head displayed she dropped it back down onto the desk with a loud thud. She was so tired, exhausted, annihilated that she couldn't even mutter and 'ouch'. 147 days. 21 weeks. 17 hours. 14 minutes. 2 seconds. That's how long it had been since Cora her mother had been defeated. Henry had left her to live with Emma for good. The line at the edge of the city had been diminished and she had been left with nothing. No job. No son. Nothing. Not even apple cider! Her inner voice reminded or maybe reprimanded her she didn't know either way she didn't like it's tone.
Glancing up Regina took in the computer screen in front of her. She couldn't even remember typing up 'Pink Elephants' into the search bar. Her attention turned to a small advertisement in the corner of the internet screen. Oh no! Don't do that Regina! God don't desert me now! Regina smirked at her inner voice's fear. Something that she had been without for a long while. 142 days. 21 weeks. 17 hours. 19 minutes. 34 seconds. To be exact. Maybe longer but whose counting?
Regina just go make some more apple cider! I'll even settle for the crap whiskey! Hell even scotch! I'll do scotch just please don't do it! Please I beg you! Down on my knees here Regina! Pulling out a pad and pen Regina carefully, gently and neatly in her haze filled mind jotted down 1. with a wide smirk on her face as her inner voice sighed defeated. Just make sure there's cider - apple cider.
Chapter 2 Up Soon...