Emma spends the rest of the day lying on her bed, back in her dorm, and thinking about Regina. How did she know my name? It's the same question that's popped into her head at least 3 times now. She shakes her head and squints at the ceiling. The teacher, that's it, the teacher told her everyone in the class's names. Emma tries to convince herself that's the reason, but something isn't right and she knows it.
The night is filled with restless sleep and a hurricane of thoughts. Emma tries to sleep, but she can't, there are to many questions she wants answers to. She sits up in her bed and sighs. Her eyelids droop, but Emma knows she won't be able to sleep so she gets up and finds something to wear. She slips on her trench coat over her pajamas and leaves the dorm room. It's damp outside, and the sun hasn't risen yet so Emma walks in the light of the street lamps. It takes a couple minutes but eventually she makes it to the bridge. There aren't any cars anywhere so there's no one to stop her, it gets annoying when people do that. She steps up and closes her eyes. She inhales deeply and holds it in. It's quiet, but Emma can hear everything, she likes to listen before she jumps. What she doesn't hear is the car driving up the bridge to the left of her. She opens her eyes and exhales slowly.
"Emma!" She turns around too fast and almost falls, but she catches herself, "Emma, what are you doing?!" It's Regina, and she's running over to Emma, leaving her car door open. She looks terrified. Emma doesn't really know what to say, no one has ever tried to stop her.
"Uh, I-" Emma tries to figure out how to tell Regina without freaking her out, but she fails. "I was gonna jump." Emma wants to slap herself, that was the most idiotic thing she could have said right now, but she said it anyway.
"Emma, please, please come down." Regina holds out her hand, and Emma wants to laugh.
"Alright, but I don't get what the big deal is." She says, stepping down from the ledge. Regina wraps her arms around Emma quickly and Emma's eyes widen, shocked by the sudden girl clinging onto her like a scared child. She hesitates for a moment and then sets her hands on Regina's back.
"You could have died." Regina says, pulling away. She looks into Emma's eyes, scared.
"Well I didn't the other times." Emma shrugs and looks back at Regina, trying to read what she's thinking. To her surprise she can't.
"The other times?!" Regina's eyes widen, terrified now. Emma laughs quietly, which only leaves Regina confused and scared.
"Yeah, but I'm ok." Emma smiles and shakes her head slowly. "I know how to land in the water the right way, and the most I've ever gotten is a couple bruises really." Emma tries to make things ok, but she isn't really helping.
"Why would you do that?" Regina sounds more confused and concerned then scared now, but Emma doesn't really blame her.
"You know that feeling that you get when you're leaning back in a chair and then you slip, but you catch yourself just in time before you fall?" Emma attempts to describe the feeling to Regina, but its harder than she thought.
"Yeah..." Regina squints at Emma, confused as to where she's going.
"I feel like all the time, but when I'm just free falling, tumbling through the air, I feel...free." Emma sighs and scratches her head.
"You shouldn't do that Emma, I don't know what I would do if you died." As soon as she realizes what she has said her cheeks turn a bright red, but Emma pretends not to notice.
"What?" Emma almost smiles. She wonders why Regina would miss her, they only just met, didn't they? Emma doesn't mind though, she likes Regina, a lot. Regina quickly looks down and swallows.
"Nothing, I-" Regina looks back to her car and then at Emma again, "I have to go." Regina turns around and almost runs back to her car. Emma wants to call after her, but she can't. Its like her words have frozen in her throat. Regina gets into her car and starts it. "And don't jump off that bridge again!" Regina calls out to Emma as she drives away. Emma watches the car slowly disappear as the sun rises above the horizon.
I promise.
Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed
And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once