Hey everyone, yes I'm back but with a story that might make more sense. I really hope you enjoy.
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"Regina I'm not sure about this relationship. I mean where is it going?"
"What are you talking about? You want to break up?"
"Not so much as break up, more like take a break."
"If that's what you want dear."
"Are you ok?"
"I'm fine."
"Okay well I'm gonna go... I'll see you around Regina."
Regina's POV:
I didn't want to break down in front of Emma so I waited till she left to slide down the door and break down. What did I do? I ask myself, as I pull the black velvet box out of my pocket that held the ring that was meant for Emma. How could I think she loved me? How could I think anyone loved me, I am the evil queen after all.
"How did she take it?"
"Good considering I just broke up with her, I hope she's okay mom."
"She's a strong woman she can handle it."
"I hope so I'd hate for anything to happen to her."
"She is, she'll be okay."
Regina's POV
I sit in front of my blank TV with a bottle of 6 Balkan 174 proof vodka in my hand. I don't usually drink this vodka due to the price I paid for it but I need to drown the voices in my head. They are telling me to leave to end the pain now, that no one would miss me. I know it's the truth but I don't want to believe it. I take one last gulp of liquid courage before getting up and walking to my study. I sit at my desk with a piece of penchant paper writing my last thoughts.
Dear Henry,
I'm sorry it had to come to this. You see Henry life is harsh and confusing, it is not meant for everyone. I'm writing you this to tell you I love you and Emma very much. In my bed side table I left something for you and Emma, for Emma it's a black velvet box, and for you my little prince is a blank storybook and quell for you to write your own fairy tales. I love you Henry and Emma ~Regina/mommy
I take a look at the letter one more time before I put it in an envelope. I open the drawer that holds Graham's hunting knife that once was to kill snow, now it's to kill me I take one last look and the picture on my desk of Henry, Emma, and I under my apple tree before dragging the blade vertically down my arms. This is it I'm almost free. The last thing I heard is the knocking at my door.
Emma's POV
It's been a month since I broke up with Regina no one has seen her since. I'm starting to worry I'm already on patrol so I'll pass by to see how she's doing. I walk up the steps to Regina's door. Gathering the courage I knock. "Regina, open up!" After a few minutes of knocking I give up and try the handle, surprisingly it opens. Something's not right, Regina never leaves her door unlocked. The house smells vodka and vomit. "Regina are you here!" I check the kitchen and her room there's no sign of her. "Her study" I whisper. I head to her study. "Regina are you in here" I ask as I open the door.
"Oh god no! Regina!"
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Well there you go, I hope you liked my first chapter. If you will leave a review let me know what you think.
TBC