She crossed the floor, elegant in her deep red-velvet ballgown. She was smiling fake smiles, dancing fake dances with people she didn't want to dance with, when she saw him. Him.
"I'm Regina," she breathed.
"Hello, Regina, I'm Robin Hood." He smiled politely. "May I have this dance?"
So he took her hand, and they danced all night. When they left the party, it was bittersweet. He drove her home, and she gave him a goodbye kiss.
"Will, I, um…." She started.
"See you around?" He grinned. "Definitely."
It was awkward, and perfect. It was so great. Then, unspeakable things happened. Marian. Emma. So, in the end, Regina and Robin parted ways. Until now.
What I Meant
An OQ fanfiction
This is it. My first fanfiction! It's OUAT. Please enjoy! If you want another chapter, leave a comment requesting one and I'll totally put one up. Please enjoy!
Sitting at a booth was not her thing, so Regina glumly sat on a little red stool. All smiles, Ruby asked what she wanted.
"Someone in my life," Regina responded.
"Didn't catch that, Miss Mills."
"Oh," Regina's hand flew to her mouth. "Sorry, Monday morning haze. I'll have a coffee."
"Decaf, whipped cream?" The waitress knowingly asked, the corners of her mouth tugging into a smile.
"With cinnamon drizzle. You know me so well…"
"Yep, coming right up!"
A few minutes later, Ruby came out with the steaming coffee in a travel mug, Granny's printed in red cursive on the side. In response to Regina's questioning look, Ruby explained in a hushed tone: "Robin's at the first booth. I thought you might wanna take this to-go style today."
Regina smiled, understanding. Thank you, she mouthed. She hopped off of the chair and started to leave. As the doorbell rang, she swooshed out, but she didn't go slow enough. The travel mug hit the doorframe and bust all over her red houndstooth dress.
"This, Ruby," she said in a tone that could kill, "is why I don't do to-go."
She heard a gasp. "Regina?"
Regina turned and fled. Down the street and around the corner, up a hill and down a dirt road. She reached the Troll Bridge, and sat down on the edge. Her head in her hands, she began to cry. Each tear asked a question- Why was he back? Why was he so mean? Why can't he leave forever? That was when Regina got mad. Really mad. She asked herself more questions. Where is he now? How is he? How many ways can you injure your enemy? The brunette teared up, but wiped them away quickly. She rushed off of the troll bridge and jumped into the water. She scrubbed fiercely at her once red dress, the threads slowly growing bare. She angrily splashed around. Why, why, why, why? Robin had left her. Left her. She felt her insides grow cold. She knew the answer to this problem: So she solved it. She ripped her heart out.