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This is my first fic EVER. Be kind, please.

Emma Swan's life became a mess in only one night.

She and her mom were in New York - Mary Margaret had decided they needed some "quality mother-daughter" time and the day after that they were already packing. Emma didn't really complain. New York was one of her favorite places in the world. But when they arrived home (earlier than it was expected because Emma got the flu), the blonde saw the most unexpected thing ever: her dad lying naked on the couch with a woman.

She almost wanted to laugh; it obviously was just a sick joke someone was playing on them. Right? No. That's when it hit her.

Her father - after 11 years of marriage - was cheating on her mother.

"What- what is this?", Mary Margaret whispered, with a confused expression on her face. "How could you?"

"Mary, this... this is not what it looks like.", David pleaded. His lover was now running through the door, terrified. Emma didn't understand why the woman was so scared, and then she looked at her mom's expression.

Face red with anger, tears spilling from her eyes like a waterfall and her hands trembling as if she was containing herself not to kill the man in front of her with her own hands. And a spark in her watery eyes made Emma think she was the most heartbroken person of all.

That made something in the 16-year-old shift.

Automatically, Emma started to kick David out of the large apartment in Boston because ever since she was a little girl, she has problems with dealing with other people's emotions, and her dad's presence there wasn't helping a thing. Mary Margaret just stood there, shocked, the whole time, while salty hot water ran down her cheeks.

After he was finally out, Emma ran to her mother's arms and held her like her life depended on it. They both sobbed in unison and suddenly Emma felt so protective for her. She wouldn't ever let anyone break her heart again.

But while they cried together, another thing clouded the teenager's mind; she knew Mary Margaret. She was made of memories, and this place (Boston itself, not only their home) brought so many bad ones she is sure the brunette wouldn't survive living here.

So where the hell could they possibly go?

I'm so sorry for this I just kajhfaljksgasdg I don't even know.

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Again, I'm sorry.

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