Requiem for self-destruction

CHAPTER ONE

David rested his body against the white door. He let out a tired sigh. He didn't understand, he was trying his best but he simply couldn't. Why did he push Regina away when she tried to kiss him? The Mayor was undoubtedly an attractive and sensual woman besides just powerful.

Yes, David had left Kathryn.

Yes, he was now trying to start something with the only person in this whole mess that felt right: Mary Margaret Blanchard.

Why had Regina wanted to kiss him? Because she wanted to, right? Or maybe was he the one who had confused her? They have been friends since he had woken up from the coma. Well, actually she was Kathryn's friend but she had been there for him when he had no clue about what to do with Kathryn and Mary Margaret. Yeah... they may not be friends but close enough to it. So, yes, he let himself feel strange about Regina's reaction.

David started walking away from her front door when he heard the sound of glass breaking. Without even daring to take one more step away, he turned around and entered the mansion. "Regina... what the he-" But he was incapable of finishing what he was saying. Regina turned her gaze from the now broken mirror and fiercely glared at him.

She couldn't stand how he looked at her, worried, concerned. Prince Charming concerned for The Evil Queen? She mentally slapped herself. This concern came from David, not the arrogant Charming. Not the Prince she hated for bringing Snow White such happiness. She hated him for everything. Snow White married a simple and poor shepherd, made him a Prince, and has been happy ever since. Just that simple. Why was life so unfair to her, time after time? Why couldn't she simply marry her stable boy and live happily ever after? Snow has always had what she deeply wanted: pure, simple and endless love. No matter what happened they would always find each other.

She couldn't look Charming in the eye. They were so kind... they reminded her of Daniel, her true and only love.

"Have you forgotten something...Charming?" She added with a venomous and raspy voice, murderous eyes scanning him like a huntsman would have looked at its prey.

David took a cautious step towards Regina, he couldn't believe the rage, rejection and very deep inside, almost imperceptible... there was pain. Lots of it.

"Regina" he tried again reaching for her hand and checked to see if there were any scratches. "Are you okay?" Honest concern was heard in his voice, she noticed. "Better than okay..." she answered withdrawing her hand from his grasp as if something had burned her olive and soft skin. She could no deal with this closeness. She was not the kind of person fancy in touching. She felt intimidated and she did not like that feeling: the feeling of being trapped, powerless. The feeling of succumbing to love, to weakness.

Her heart ached. His strong and rough hand only brought Daniel to her memory. Again and again. She couldn't let herself think about Daniel. She shouldn't, for every time she did so, she ended up crying like a little baby who misses his mom, or dad knowing that they have long gone away and they would never came back. Yeah, that was the feeling: loss. She had lost someone who will never come back to her. There is no way of coming back from the dead. Death is death, there's no middle term. Daniel was dead, and so was her heart.

David frowned and tried to grab her hand again but she was already standing right next to the door, pointing towards the exit with her delicate hand. "It's time for you to go home, Mr. Nolan. I don't want to make Mary Margaret angry." She explained a little softer than she wanted to, but still dryly. She couldn't treat her stable boy... shepherd like that. David obliged. "Regina... I'm really sorry." He tried to apologize for his rejection but the door slammed right behind him without any trace of The Mayor.

He was confused. He walked to his truck and his answer immediately appeared: the Sheriff, Graham, was entering the house with his, apparently, own keys.

A light turned on in one of the second floor rooms, Regina's, he supposed the minute he saw the shadow of a woman. After a several minutes another shadow joined hers. Of course, the Sheriff.

Annoyed he turned on the engine of his truck, giving a last look to the window where two shadows desperately looked for love... or sex.

David was upset. Why on Earth had Regina invited him for dinner? Why had she wanted to kiss him if in less than 5 minutes, when she already had the Sheriff walking in through the front door?

"Regina... this must end." Graham sighed while he was putting on his clothes without looking to the brunette who was lying in bed with her head resting in her hand and her elbow resting on the soft pillow.

She was looking at him confused. Graham tried to explain himself better. "I don't feel anything. There is nothing to feel when you kiss me or when we lie in bed... Anything." Regina stood up on her feet quickly and walked to Graham, standing right in front of him. "Is this sudden change of feeling because of Miss Swan?" She asked, resting her hands on his strong chest. Graham tried to back off, but she gently gripped him by his forearms. She laid a kiss on his cheek, making herself a little taller by lifting herself up on her tiptoes, slowly tracing more kisses down his chest... Graham sighed in response and without a warning he pushed her away, finishing buttoning up his shirt. "I'm sorry Regina. I can't do this any longer." He left the room without any more explanations. Regina embraced herself, feeling that sadness again... the feeling when someone chooses another person over you. Not necessarily a person... sometimes it was power over her. The feeling of that weakness again. She was not weak and she will definitely not forgive this betrayal.

You want to play, Miss Swan. Okay... lets play, then. She thought.

Dust, like dark black sand. Ashes. She had forgotten how it felt like. She had forgotten about that sense of control. She could swear she had almost forgotten how to do it. That night a heart in her vault stopped beating, for good.

- TO BE CONTINUED -

Author's Note:This is my first attempt to an EvilCharming fic. Actually, my very first attempt to any fic. English is not my first language so I'll ask you to bear with any mistakes you may find :) I've chapter 2 in progress so it will be updated as soon as possible and I promise it would be longer. I think I've nothing more to say. Enjoy! :D

Comments are accepted. Constructive ones, especially. Don't be hard on my, please! XoXo,Juli.