Honestly, my only excuse is that I've been at the beach. A LOT. But just so you know, I only felt the need to update this story because of all the love I've been receiving from those of you who have been commenting on my story, begging me to continue. Love you guys!
Regina
Regina had to keep reminding herself that things weren't always like this. Emma was the love of her life, they would work this out. They just had to because this was it for Regina, this was her idea of a happy ending. She had her wife, her daughter, her large house with a white picket fence. Shit the only thing missing was a golden retriever.
Scoffing at herself, Regina put her baby down to play in her play pen once she finally stopped crying. After mopping the kitchen floors clean, she decided to go out and do some gardening. She couldn't even remember the last time she attempted to tame that jungle she called a garden.
Swooping little Yara up, the brunette pretended to 'fly' her daughter up the stair case and into her and Emma's room to change. After changing into her favorite gardening overalls, and putting Yara in the cutest little overalls that matched her own, they got to business. Well, Regina got to business. While the olive skinned mother tended her garden in the hot sun, Yara was happily sitting in her play pen that was designated for outside and was placed under the shade a few feet away. Her baby girl was babalying away today, showing her mommy what a talkative little girl she was.
Time flew for the brunette. This was the perfect way for her to vent her frustrations…let's just say that she may have been a bit too forceful when it came to getting all of the weeds out of her garden. After about an hour or so, she stood up happy with her hard work.
Plopping herself next to her daughter, Regina gave Yara an eskimo kiss and then fell on her back to watch the clouds move slowly over her. She could hear her daughter grumble about not being the center of attention at the moment because she wanted to cuddle with her mommy. Regina kept still and waited to see what her one-year-old would do.
Yara tried her hardest to wriggle her way out of the contraption that kept her locked away from her mother, and after a great deal of effort, her chubby feet finally hit the grass. Regina tried her best to hold in her giggles, but once her baby finally reached her she couldn't keep it in much longer and grabbed a hold of the toddler and held her up in the air, making it look like her little one was flying. Her little super girl.
A loud and sudden Shrrriiiiiiiiiieeeeekkkkkk jerked Regina up to a sitting position. That sounded like a scream, Regina thought. Coming to a standing position, she put Yara on her hip and began to walk towards the picket fence. 'It sounds like it came from our neighbor's house…' Regina thought.
Curiosity got the best of her so she stood up with Yara on her hip and walked to the fence that separated her yard from their neighbors. Her neighbors were the Byrons, the sweetest couple who had invited the little Swan family to a barbeque the other week. Regina had politely declined since Emma had been working non-stop. Emma. Just the thought of her wife caused her heart to drop. She still couldn't understand how her wife had talked to her that morning. 'Maybe this is a side to Emma that I'm just seeing now? I don't know…' Yeah, the brunette had been doing a lot of thinking this morning.
Once she came up to the fence, Regina gasped and immediately grabbed her phone from her back pocket to dial 911.
"911, what's your emergency?"
"Hi. My name is Regina Swan, my address is 16-3502 Wood Valley. Please send an ambulance; it looks like my neighbor is passed out on his dining room floor."
"Okay Ms. Swan, help is on the way."
"Thank you, please hurry!"
Just then she noticed something…
'It looks like he's getting up…wait that's strange. He's limping. He never walked with a limp before…I better go check on him.'
After being in the sun all day, little Yara was already fighting her sleep. Seeing this, Regina went inside her house to go lay her inside her crib for a quick nap. After grabbing the baby monitor, she made her way to her neighbor's house and noticed that the front door was unlocked so she made her way into the house. The house was very similar to her own house, the family room and the stair case that was visible the moment you stepped through the front door. If you went up the stair case, you'd reach the master bedroom at the end of the hall after you passed the three guest bedrooms—each with their own bathroom. If you went through the family room, you'd immediately find yourself in the dining room which led to the kitchen and the bathroom that was usually only used for house guests who didn't live there.
Regina went through the family room in search of Mr. Bryon.
"Mr. Byron?!" Regina called.
Nothing.
She continued her search and looked all over the damn room. The kitchen, the family room, the dining room, she even went upstairs! Nothing. Finally, she decided to go check the master bedroom. She trying to avoid that because she didn't want to intrude on their privacy, but she had to be sure he was okay.
After checking the baby monitor to see if her baby was okay, she opened the door. Walking into the Byron's room made her laugh at first. To the right of the room was just a regular room. You know, a king sized bed, dressers, and the entrance to the bathroom. But on the left, the Byron's had all of their sex toys—and boy did they have a collection! We're talkin' cock rings, butt plugs of different sizes, a strap on (were the into pegging?), a flogger, anal beads, "soft" restraints, shit, they even had a sex swing. All Regina could think was, 'I KNEW IT! Emma owes me 20 bucks!'
As she was about to leave the room to go searching for her neighbor, she immediately stopped.
Thud! Thud THUD!
'Sounds like it's coming from the walk-in closet.'
Regina stepped closer and slowly opened the door.
"OH MY GOD! MAGGIE!"
There in her closet sat her neighbor, Maggie Byron. She was tied to a chair that had fallen down and it looked like she was having a hard time getting the chair back up.
Regina rushed to fallen woman's side and pulled the woman up so that her chair was now up right. Once she got her up right, Regina saw that she was gagged. As she went to take the gag out, she paused. She noticed that Mrs. Byron's eyes were glazed over and didn't hold the warmth that Regina had grown used to. Once Mrs. Byron locked her eyes on Regina, she tried even harder to get out of her restraints. Her teeth gnawed at the gag that was in her mouth in an effort to grab onto Regina's flesh.
Fear took ahold of Regina's body and she bolted for the door. Just as she was about to reach the door she looked to the right. There, in the corner of the family room, was Mr. Byron crouching down in front a puddle of blood and eating something. When Regina looked closer, she saw where exactly the blood had come from. Bear, the 80 lbs Rottweiler who the Byrons treated like their own child.
Regina slammed the door and ran as fast as she could to her home. To her baby. Once she got to her house, instinct and adrenaline took over. She grabbed her and Emma's gym bag and packed it with as much medicine, baby formula, baby food, diapers, clothes, and other essentials. With her baby strapped in her car seat and the "go" bag in the passenger seat, Regina burned rubber as she sped out of her drive way.
Grabbing her iphone, she called the one person who made her feel safe. Her phone call was answered after the second ring.
"Baby—baby! Are you okay?!"
"Emma! Khhhhhhhh Emma….what's going on?!"
"I don't know, but I'm coming to get you, just stay where you are!"
"Emma, something is wrong, I think—oh my god! Khhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Ringing. All she heard was the most annoying, high pitched, irritating, nails-on-the-chalk-board-irritating, ring. It was the same high pitched ringing that was constant. Finally, her eyes opened and she was able to see what was going on.
The first thing she noticed was that she was upside down. The second thing she noticed was that a blond woman who was in a…paramedic uniform? was trying to talk to her. All she heard was ringing. Then she looked in her rear view mirror, which magically stayed in place and allowed her to see her baby girl. It looked like Yara was crying her head off, and yet she couldn't hear her. Regina began to panic, 'am I deaf? What is going on?! WHERE IS EMMA?'
After a couple moments, her hearing began to come back and with it, her sanity. She saw that another person—a firefighter—was able to cut the straps from Yara's car seat to get her out of there.
With a sigh of relief, she was finally able to focus on the blond paramedic and what she was saying.
"My name is Mal. You've been in a car accident, ma'am. Everything is fine. Your baby is fine. You are fine."
She was talking slowly, as if the slightest thing would set her off.
"I am a paramedic, and I am going to help you okay?"
Regina nodded.
Once she was finally freed from her car, this…Mal person stayed by her side during the entire ambulance ride. She had one of the other medics hold her baby within her eyesight the entire time. The last thing she saw before she blacked out were the bluest eyes she'd ever seen. Mal.
