This is only a short one but the next chapter should be up at some point tomorrow so Enjoy!
Red POV
Snow just ran out of our apartment, leaving me and Charming alone in this awkward silence. I stare around, looking everywhere but at James. After a few more minutes of nothing I decide to break this silence.
"Listen James"
"Why couldn't of you just left it alone?" He interrupts me "Everything was going back to the way it was but you just couldn't keep your mouth shut. You had to disturb everything with your announcement of feelings". His face is red in anger.
"I've been married to her for a year, been together for six, I've been in love with her since we were back home". The words come out before I could stop them. My jaw drops in shock at what I revealed, Charming's face mirroring mine.
"You loved her when we were together. Did you two ever do anything behind my back?"
"WHAT. NO. Of course not you two were in love I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize that". I state to him not even trying to keep the anger out of my voice.
"Oh so what do you call this then"
"Us being cursed. But now that I have her I'm not going to let her go as easily as I did back home."
"Well you should give her up, how do you know you won't wolf out and attack her one night" I walk up to him, lean in close,
"Watch my lips charming. . .HER" My voice gets louder with each word.
"I bet you said that to Peter to, but look what happened there". My eyes widen, my blood starts to boil. I step away from Charming afraid that I'm going to hit him. When I'm far enough away I take deep calming breaths before I turn back to face him.
"I had no idea I was the wolf when then happened, I couldn't control it. I didn't know." My voice starts to crack, I can feel tears welling up in my eyes, I know I'm about to cry. I think I see a flash of guilt cross Charming's face but I can't be too sure.
"Well it's been 28 years since you last transformed maybe you can't control it now. It's probably best you stay away, just in case". With that said he turn and leaves the apartment slamming the door on the way out. I crumble to the floor, my tears rolling freely down my face. I bring my knees up to my chest and rest my head there, crying.