Swan Queen Week: Day 1- Confessions
Emma's POV
It had been a very long week. It has been exactly a month since we've all returned from Hell, Hades has been dead, and Robin and Zelena left to start over. I've been busy dealing with everything that went on while we were gone and taking care of Regina. She was incredibly heartbroken by what's happened. She honestly thought that Robin was her true love. I started staying with her the second night that he'd been gone. She called me in the middle of the night, drunk and crying. I went to check on her and found her half passed out with an almost empty bottle of whiskey in her hand.
"Emma?"
"Yeah Regina, it's me. Do you remember calling me?" I asked as I walked into the living room so she could see me.
"I called you?" she questioned with a tilt of her head.
"Yes. You called me about 20 minutes ago, crying and upset about Robin and I could tell that you had been drinking-by the way, how much have you drank?- and decided to come and check on you and make sure you got to bed okay."
"I remember crying but not much. I guess I've drank a lot. I had 4 shots of tequila and then found this. It was half full when I started, oh and some apple cider too."
"Jesus Regina. That's a lot for you," I said as lifted her feet up so I could sit down and placed them back down in my lap.
"Are you questioning my ability to hold my liquor Miss Swan?" she asked with that damn smirk of hers.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that after we returned, Hook broke up with me. He was mad that I was spending more time at Regina's, taking care of her and not spending anytime with him. He thought that since I was able to help him return that that means that we should move in together and work on starting a family because "I'm not getting any younger and neither are you Swan". He confronted me when I came home and was getting a fresh change of clothes.
"Why does she matter so much you anyway Swan? She tried to kill you?"
"That was the Evil Queen. Not Regina, there's a difference and besides, she's changed."
"That still doesn't mean you need to be at her house, more than you're here with me,"
Hook exclaimed as he slammed a kitchen cabinet.
"I promised her that I would get her a happy ending. That hasn't happened and she needs someone to look out for her and care for her. So what if that happens to be me?" I said as I turned to leave.
"Wait, you're acting like you would rather be with her than with me." Hook commented.
"What if I do?"
Once I realized what I just admitted, I grabbed my bag and left, speeding all the way back to Regina's. I was kind of nervous as to what Hook would do or say. He was pretty inebriated and the slamming of things and anger reminded me of one of my foster homes, so I took off. Regina was home when I pulled into her driveway and parked my bug next to her car in the garage.
"Emma, you look scared. Are you okay?"
"Not really, but I should calm down soon. I just had a bad fight with Hook," I said as I took my bag up to my-the guest-room. On the drive over here, I realized that I had admitted my feelings for Regina. I had figured out that I was beginning to get feelings for her one night when she fell asleep against me on the couch and when I carried her up to her bed and laid her down, she wouldn't let me go, there for I spent the night in her bed. I remember thinking that in her arms, I felt safe. I felt home. I never felt any of that with Hook. Not to mention, waking up next to her and seeing her guard down. When she started to wake up, I pretended to be asleep. I felt her roll over and move her arm from my waist and heard her whisper, "that was the best sleep I've had in awhile"
The next day, neither of us spoke about what happened that night. I kept my realization about my feelings to myself and decided that being her best friend would work for me. That I would rather be in her life as her best friend, then not at all, which is what I was sure was going to happen if she ever found out how I felt about her. So here I am, having a shot or two before I go home for the weekend. I had this weekend off, I traded my dad because he really wanted to have a date weekend with my mom in a couple weeks, for their anniversary. Just my luck, one of the few weekends that I have to spend with Regina, seeing she doesn't have any meetings or important work over the weekend. This was the first weekend that we were going to home the whole time since that night happened. I needed something to make through at least tonight because she had texting me saying that she made something special for dinner and to not be late. Dinner was 20 minutes, I gave Ruby the money for the shots and started walking back to Regina's.
When I walked in the door, the entire house smelt of her amazing lasagna and when I walked into the kitchen, I almost couldn't breathe. She was standing at the stove, in her work clothes from today that consisted of a tight black dress that hugged her every curve and a small slit up one side, her hair was down, and she was dancing to the music she had playing. She's never looked more beautiful to me. I noticed another familiar smell, her apple pie. She was taking off her oven mitts and turning off the stove for whatever she was doing when I walked up behind her. I only meant to get a look at what else she was cooking, but the alcohol convinced me otherwise, I placed my hands on her hips, something I did when I had drank too much or had a horrible day. I found that being close to her and smelling the scent that I've come to associate with home.
I felt her relax into my arms and I put my chin on her shoulder and I softly said,
"This smells amazing. Please tell me you didn't do this just for me?"
"Of course I did Emma. You've taken care of me the last month and made sure I was okay after Robin left. I know I tell you thank you a lot, I wanted to cook your favorite thing to show you how much this means to me. No one has ever done this. You were the only one who could see that I was going to fall apart. And you made sure I didn't. Having you around has helped me cope with this better. I look forward to you coming home and us just relaxing and talking about our days.I've missed having someone to come home too-" she stopped when she realized what she said.
"What does that mean?"
"It. I-, It means that I enjoy coming home to you," she responded as she slipped out of my grasp and downed her glass of wine.
"Okay, it obviously means more than that and you don't want to tell me or you're trying to avoid something. Spill it Regina."
"Why don't you spill what happened the night you came flying in my driveway when you and Captain Guyliner broke up and why you ignored me that night?"
"Oh shit, well I-"
"See, it's not that easy Miss Swan," she said, smirking.
"No, it's not easy, because I have feelings for you-" I blurted out, without realizing what I said.
When the words hit me, I looked down to avoid the rejection I knew was going to happen. I was turning to walk away, when I felt a slight tug on my wrist and two fingers lifting my chin up.
"Emma, where are you going" Regina asked when my eyes met hers again.
"My room so I don't have to face the rejection I know is coming."
"What makes you think I'll reject you?"
"Because you're you and I'm me," I said as I walked over to the fridge and grabbed myself a beer.
"Emma, look at me."
I looked at Regina and waited for her to say something, hoping that it wasn't going to be too painful.
"You idiot. That's what I like about you. You believed in me when no one else did, even after I tried to kill you and most of the town. You didn't take Henry from me those years ago. I regret some of the things I've done, but then you wouldn't be here, and neither would Henry. Do you really think that I'm not capable of sharing your feelings?"
"No, I just. I mean-"
She cut me off before I could finish,
"Good, because I do. I have feelings for you Emma. I have for about 3 years now. I didn't think you would ever give me chance, I mean you had Neal and Hook starting a third world war to win you. Yes, a part of me loved Robin, but nothing could compare to what I feel for you. That's why I did everything tonight, I was going to tell you how I felt because I couldn't hide my feelings anymore. Having you here has made me realize that I need to stop wasting time and go for my happiness and Emma, I really hope you're my happy ending because I'm tired of all this heartache and a part of me wants nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you-."
I cut her off by sitting my beer down and closing the space between us and pressing my lips to hers. God, they felt so perfect, like they molded right to mine, like we were meant to be. I slowly began exploring the rest of her mouth, by lightly pressing my tongue against her bottom lip and she opened her mouth a little to let me in. I felt her put her hands on my hips to pull me as close as humanly possible and we continued to kiss until air became a necessity. She bit my lower lip as she slowly pulled away,which caused me moan slightly. I opened my eyes, only to be met with her brown eyes, which were more dark, closer to black than brown. Some of her hair had fallen in her face and I pushed a strand back behind her ear and kissed her forehead before speaking,
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't let you ramble on after you said that you had feelings for me too. I've been wanting to do that for a while. I don't think that I'll be able to stop kissing you now that I know what it's like. One kiss and I'm already addicted."
"Don't be sorry, it was a pleasant, welcomed surprise. One that I would love to happen again," Regina said as she intertwined our hands.
"Gladly," I said as I pulled her close again and connected my lips to hers, "Wait, so that one night I woke up in your bed, that was,-"
"My plan. I was hoping I could get you to admit your feelings then because falling asleep and waking up next to you was the best thing I've experienced in a long time. And as much as I would love to keep kissing you, I'm getting hungry and would like to eat in the near future,"
"Couldn't I just eat you instead?" I accidentally said out loud as I followed her into the dining room.
"Miss Swan, now is not the time, but maybe later is," Regina countered back with that damned smirk that gets me every time.