Hiya, Everyone! Well, this is the first chapter for my drama filled intense fan fiction that I have many plans for! :D Please, enjoy! 3
It was dark already, and it's only eight o'clock. Storybrooke usually doesn't get dark until around seven. Why was it so dark... And so cold? Mary Margaret wrapped her coat around herself tighter and looked around. She just needed top go for a walk. She knew David was going to come over, so she just left and told Emma to watch over some hot chocolate on the stove. She didn't want to see David. He didn't have any trust in her so why should she even acknowledge him? She was ignoring him. Even at her welcome home party she didn't let him in. Emma saved her life that night because she sure didn't want to see David, and Emma knew that. It was remarkable about how much Emma understands Mary.
So Emma was still at home, expecting for David to come knocking on her door. She lay down on the couch in the 'Living room' next to the kitchen, which was also Mary's bedroom and watched some random show on TV. It's been a long day at work today for Emma, and by long I mean boring. Storybrooke doesn't really have much exciting action like robberies and shootings that Emma was trained for years ago. Occasionally some drunk will try to start a pointless brawl in the bar and Emma would have to go over there and break it up. But that hasn't happened in a while. Emma instead spends her days in the office playing darts until she gets a call. The most interesting story that had happened lately was Kathryn's disappearance. Obviously, I mean Mary had been in jail for over three weeks and Kathryn's heart was found in her jewelry box. Thank goodness that Sidney 'confessed' to kidnapping Kathryn. All of the signs point to Regina. Emma thinks that this is all just a trick. But sadly, there's just not enough evidence to prove it.
Mary sighed, genuinely feeling in a low mood. Everything is so complicating, and stressful, and well.. Tiring. All she wanted to do was curl up all by herself, with no one else, and sleep. Sleep through all of the obstacles and pain that life gives you. The only thing comforting lately is her roommate Emma, her energetic student Henry, and Hot chocolate with cinnamon. Everything else pretty much sucked. Life sucked for Mary.
Mary Margaret took a deep breath and looked across the street. The sidewalk was dark, except for a tiny street light that was shining directly on a little wooden bench. Mary didn't know if she wanted to sit or not, so she just stood there, staring at the bench. So many thoughts came to her mind. She thought about the picnic David threw for her a long time ago, that actually felt like yesterday. She smiled at the memory and how much joy David used to bring her. Now all that was left was sorrow. Those days were over and she told herself that she needed to let go. She's the town tramp, and he's the town man whore. Life comes with consequences and even though she hated them, what're you going to do? That's life. It's not perfect and will never be.
When Mary stopped fantasizing, she decided that sitting down would be a good idea. She just had to try as hard as she could to stay awake and avoid eye contact with strangers. She gripped her little thermal that contained the fresh hot chocolate, and took a small step forward onto the street, making a note of the little step down you had to make so she didn't trip. Her tiny flat splashed and made a plopping noise as it landed in a puddle. It was raining, and she hadn't realized it. How could she not realize the rain that was picking up by the second? She shook her head. Probably because of the tears that were already soaking her face without the help of the rain. By the time she had fully walked onto the street, it was pouring. She violently walked towards the middle of the wide, narrow street, covering her face with her sleeve. "What the hell?" She murmured, as if mother nature could actually hear her or something. When she uncovered her sleeve from her face and looked up, she blinks rapidly. She could faintly see blurry headlights coming her way. Headlights? No... It can't be. She thought as she looked closer. Wait, those are head- before she could finish her thought, she quickly tried to jump out of the way. But it was too late. The last thing she felt was the front of a truck hitting her hip, and all that was left... Was complete darkness.
Very short chapter, I know :/ Sorry, I kind of write this in my free time... and in my notebook! But all of my other chapters are much longer. I promise. :) How did you like it? And who hit Mary! Was it intentionally... or was it an accident! Hehe. You'll find out soon! :D
