Thoughts

Sorry about the wait guys. Having a bit of a break from writing but thought I'd catch up a little so here's one for today. Anonymous asked for a oneshot of Emma in jail before finding out she was pregnant thinking about Neal.

Everything just seemed backwards. How could things have turned out the way they did? Changed so quickly? They were happy, were they not? Emma slumped down on her cot. She guessed not. She didn't know what to feel. It was such a strong cocktail of feelings it was almost like they had drugged her, tranquilising her. Betrayal, hurt, upset, fear…but not rage. She wasn't mad at him. How could she be? If anything, she felt mad at herself. For being stupid enough to allow him in. Had she not learned? There were no such things as happy endings. Opening up just leaves you hurt.

"Lights out!" A guard called, and immediately all light vanished from the area. Emma turned on her side, curling up in a ball. And as she did the walls curled closer to her heart.