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Here is Chapter 13!

Chapter 13

When she was a little kid, Regina remembered how one day at school, there was a talent show. She decided to sing, why not try something new? But being only nine years old, she was nervous to go on by herself, so she planned to sing a duet with another girl in her class.

But when it came time to perform, the other girl had decided she didn't want to be with her anymore. She went off with her friends, and they laughed at Regina. She performed, she was amazing, but afterwards, she still cried in the bathroom. She felt as though she'd been betrayed in the worst way. She swore to herself she'd never feel that way again.

And then there was freshman year in high school. Daniel Stables, the prettiest boy in town, wanted to go on a date with her. So she put on her favorite dress, her high heels, her sweetest makeup, and she thought her first date was one for the ages. And they were happy, for a little bit, but then on a school field trip to New York City, she saw her boyfriend shoving his tongue down some blonde's throat.

Again, she went on with her day, and only when it was midnight, with Emma hugging her, did she cry on the bathroom floor. Then she broke up with his sorry ass and swore to herself she'd never feel that way again, for real this time. She was done. With love, with trust, with everything.

She had Emma. That was enough.

Regina knew how it felt to be on the receiving side, the feeling of betrayal and regret coursing through her veins, clenched fists at her sides, but she never imagined being the one to hurt someone like that would feel somehow worse.

Regina stared at Robin as tears flowed down her face, and when he let go of her hand, staring up at her with denial and heartbreak, she wondered if maybe this really would be the end. Maybe there were just some things Robin couldn't forgive.

Regina watched as Robin stood from the couch, a hand covering his mouth, while he paced the living room floor, shaking his head continuously.

"I don't understand," Robin only said, his eyes never going back to hers. Regina stood up after him, but Robin backed a few steps away from her, still shaking his head like a mad man.

"I don't understand," Robin repeated, looking up at her, finally, tears in his beautiful blue eyes, "you told me there was no one else. You told me that morning in Storybrooke that it was only us."

Regina didn't know what to say, didn't know how to break his heart any further, and Robin's eyes widened as he pieced it together, the look in her eyes giving it all away. His jaw dropped, not believing it. Regina wiped at her eyes as she tried to explain herself, her mouth opening and shutting, wishing she had been smart enough for them to avoid this situation.

"It didn't mean anything, Robin, I swear to god. It, it, it didn't mean anything. It was-"

"You slept with him, and not only that, you did it when we got back," Robin breathed out, his heart feeling like it was ripped out time after time, stomped around on the ground carelessly. Regina never saw the look he was giving her before, and it made her sick. It was a mix of pain, treachery, and incredulity, and she recognized it all too well.

It was the same look she had been giving him the entire time he came back into her life.

"You slept with him, after I told you how much it meant to me. After that night at Granny's… You lied to me," Robin scoffed, knitting his eyebrows together in a world of confusion and pain, "you were okay with erasing everything this relationship is based on."

"You think our relationship is based on-"

"God, we're not based on that! You know that! We're based on trust! Trusting that no matter what, we'll always come back to each other, even if it doesn't seem that way. Trusting that we love each other enough not to lie to the other right in the face," Robin erupted, and Regina bit her tongue, wanting to defend herself, but also wanting to calm him down at the same time.

"I never lied to you," Regina shook her head, and Robin chuckled darkly as he ran a hand through his hair, not even sure what to say. He never thought they'd be in this situation. He never thought he'd have to think about what to say about it.

"But you did, Regina. You didn't tell me, even after I told you I wouldn't care. You've hid it from me for weeks. So yes, you did lie, and even after all the bullshit I put you through, I never once lied to you. I could never," Robin stood up still, his arms shaking with rage. Regina scoffed as she narrowed her eyes at him, not believing he really wanted to go there.

"Are you serious? Are you kidding me right now, Robin? You told me you got accepted into Belmont when the papers that said 'denied' were sitting on your desk somewhere! You, you told me you wouldn't try to win me back, and the past two months that's all you've done! Then just three days ago, you said we could go as slow as we wanted, and then you go and schedule dinner with your parents! I may have screwed up on this one, but you have no right to call me a liar!"

"So that's it then? It's always going to come back to me leaving? It happened, Regina, I can't go back and change the past! I left you! It was a long time ago, and you say that you're getting over it, you say you're forgetting about it, but you're not! It's like you're waiting for us to end again, and this was the perfect excuse! It's like you never wanted to get back together in the first place!" Robin exclaimed, and both went quiet once Robin's true fears were exposed.

For a minute, she thought the tears in her eyes were showing her figments of her imagination, but when she blinked them back, when she saw Robin reaching for his jacket, turning towards the door, her heart stopped.

"Don't you dare walk out on me," Regina grabbed Robin's wrist, pulling her back to him, and Robin stopped, but his jealousy and anger and frustration didn't.

"Isn't this what you wanted? You knew this would hurt me to the point where I couldn't even look at you, and that's how you could get out of this. You know, if you didn't want to be with me, you could've just told me. You didn't need to plan this grand scheme," Robin spat out with sarcasm, and Regina tried to ignore the knives stabbing her heart.

"Of course I want to be with you, stop being an ass. Robin, we're both upset, and if you walk out that door, you're going to regret it. If you walk out that door, everything we've worked so hard for again is going to go to hell," Regina tried to knock some sense into him, but Robin shook his head, not having the strength to look her in the eyes.

"No, Regina, you don't get to do that. You don't get to make me the villain this time. You don't get to blame this on me. You did what you did, there was some part of you that was okay with it or else you wouldn't have done it, and you can't take it back. Maybe you don't want to, I don't know anymore. So I am walking out that door. Because I can't even think about being in the same room as you right now," Robin turned away, and as Regina's heart broke into a million pieces, Robin's hand on the doorknob, he stopped.

"And if you ever loved me like I love you, you should know that if I do walk out this door, I'll always walk back in."

Robin slammed the door so hard the hinges shook, and Regina stood still, frozen. She couldn't move. She felt her whole body shaking, the trails of mascara stained on her cheeks, the goosebumps coating her skin.

It was hot, one of the hottest days of the year, but as she stood in her empty apartment, she was sure she had never felt colder.

…

Breaking news! Just in, a photo of pop star Robin Locksley leaving the apartment complex Regina Mills lives in has gone viral, captured late last night by a fan on the busy streets of New York City.

Both Mills and Locksley have denied being involved with one another, but as more and more rumors swirl around, along with the behind-the-scenes photos from their music video for Love You, Lose You, people are finding it hard to believe there's no sparks in the air for our two favorite artists.

Could this be all the evidence we need? Are all the similarities in their songs really just coincidences, or have we been played since the beginning?

Mills and Locksley are set to undergo an interview about their nominations for their hit song two hours from now! Can we expect a relationship reveal to take place? Make sure not to miss it!

…..

It's safe to say we're all speechless as of this moment. Robin Locksley didn't show for the interview set for him and Mills an hour ago, and it seems he has no intention of having an appearance, because Robert Gold canceled minutes ago. Mills claims that she has no idea what's going on, but the look on her face when she heard the news herself says otherwise. Below is the picture captured.

Mills and Locksley have remained friends since they began working on their duet two months ago, releasing it weeks ago, and the hit is nominated for three Grammys this year. Will the awards be in jeopardy if they can't even be in the same room together?

The biggest question going around the music industry is: what happened between Regina Mills and Robin Locksley?

Comment down below, what do you think? Do you think there's a secret romance kept under wraps, or is this just another typical rumor in the world?

More to come later this week!

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On a scale of one to ten, she was pissed past the point of anything and everything. She couldn't believe he'd blow off their interview. She couldn't believe he'd let their personal problems get in the middle of their professional lives. She was there, waiting for him, humiliated. Again.

Sometimes she hated being a star. It had been her dream forever, and she reached them, and she would be forever grateful. But the need for bodyguards around 24/7? The rumors constantly circling around her life? The freaks who tried to break into her apartment and steal her stuff, the ones who'd take chunks of her hair if they could? That was the part she never focused on growing up. But now? That was her life.

That was why she was dressed in dark colors with sunglasses on in the middle of the night, walking to Robin's apartment through the backway. It was the longest trek she'd ever done, and it was a bitch trying to figure out different ways she wouldn't be caught, but this meant more to her than anything else. Robin meant more to her than anything else.

Regina stood in front of Robin's door, and she knocked lightly, knowing if she was too loud she could blow it all. Robin didn't answer, not any of the five times she tried, and she didn't even know why, but she put her hand on the doorknob. When the door opened, when it wasn't locked and swung inside the apartment, her eyes widened, not expecting anything.

She walked in quickly, shutting the door behind her, and Robin sprinted into the main hallway, hearing that a stranger had just walked inside his home. But when he realized it wasn't a stranger at all, but the love of his life who was frustrating him past his limits he stopped, stared at her for a minute, then went back to the kitchen, taking his spot back.

Regina scoffed, shaking her head as she followed him.

"It's two in the morning, I took the back way so no one would see, it took me almost an hour to get here, and you can't even look at me?" Regina asked, pain in her eyes, and Robin looked up from the beer on the table, lifting the bottle to his lips with a sarcastic look in his eyes.

"I did tell you that was the problem," Robin set his beer down on the table with a loud thud, craning his head as the liquor went down his throat. Regina crossed her arms across her chest, standing still, never seeing him like this before.

It was alarming.

"You missed the interview today," Regina sighed, brushing the hair out of her eyes, speaking gently as if not to get him started on whatever life crisis he was going through.

"Get out," Robin spoke roughly, standing from his chair, taking his beer with him. He walked towards the sink, reaching for another bottle, and Regina gritted her teeth together.

"You promised you wouldn't let us get in the middle of our jobs," Regina continued, not listening to him, and Robin turned in his position, leaning against the kitchen counter with a pissed look on his face.

"I don't really care."

"Alright, that's it, Robin. You are being way out of line here. I slept with someone else! It happened! I wasn't yours! We weren't together, I did nothing wrong! You don't get to be mad at me!" Regina exploded, having enough of his childish ways. She jumped when his voice filled the room, louder than hers, his hands in front of him like grenades.

"I'm not! I'm mad at myself!" Robin exclaimed, his eyes wide, and Regina stopped, not understanding. She opened her mouth to say something, but Robin cut her off.

"I'm mad at myself for even agreeing to do this stupid song. I'm mad at myself for thinking I could actually change your mind, that I could get you to want me back. I'm mad at myself because I wish I never fell in love with you, and that's something I thought I'd never feel," Robin explained, not looking her in the eyes, shaking his head, disappointed in himself.

"I'm done, Regina. I can't do this. I thought I could, I thought maybe, maybe I could get over myself, tell myself that this is what I deserve, but we both know it's not. You have never loved me like I loved you. Like I love you. Because if you did, you wouldn't have done what you did. You wouldn't have been able to do what you did," Robin said passionately, and Regina was sure her heart stopped beating.

She looked into his eyes, and it scared the living hell out of her when she found nothing but truth swimming in his crystal blue orbs.

"It was just sex, Robin! It doesn't mean anything!" Regina shouted, starting to panic, but Robin shook his head, screaming back.

If she wanted a fight, she would get a fight.

"But it does! It does, Regina, because now, we're not connected anymore. We don't have that special bond. You gave that part of yourself to someone else, and you'll never get it back. Someone else has seen you the way… the way I prayed I only would," Robin's throat choked up at the end, and Regina felt tears meet her eyes, not believing this would be the thing that broke them apart in the end.

"There's absolutely nothing that holds that little ray of hope together anymore. You slept with him so easily, after everything I told you about how much it meant to me, being your only. And then you lie to my face for weeks about it. I just… leave, Regina."

"I'm not going anywhere," Regina shook her head, determined to fix this, them, but Robin just laughed darkly, shrugging his shoulders.

"You win, Regina. You win. This, this little stunt you pulled? It makes me sick to my stomach. Today was the first day I was even able to get out of bed since that night. I have loved you my entire life, but I'm getting tired of hanging on so tight to something just isn't working. Something that you don't want to work," Robin sighed, running a hand through his hair, and Regina didn't know what to say to make him stay with her.

"I do want this to work, Robin, I swear to god. Ever since I saw you again, I knew that you're all I've ever wanted, and a few years with distance didn't change that. Trust me, I wish it did. Do you think I want this? Do you think I wanted to hurt you so badly you can't even be in the same room as me? I never wanted to hurt you, I promise. I, I…"

She wanted to say it. She wanted to tell him she loved him, but the last time she did, she was burned. She was left with a broken heart and the notion that true love didn't exist. She wanted to say it, but she just couldn't.

"You can't even say it," Robin paused, and that seemed to be the last straw for him. He scoffed as he laid the bottles in his hand on the counter, walking past her and out of the room.

Regina closed her eyes and cursed herself mentally, rushing out to the hallway to stop him from leaving.

"I will get there, I will, but you need to give me more time," Regina pleaded, holding his arm, and Robin stopped, looking her in the eyes for the first time during their fight.

"I'm done giving you time. That's all I've been giving you for months now and it's too much. It's too much for me, and it's not enough for you. How am I supposed to know you'll ever say it? How am I supposed to know you won't freak out and leave when you realize the feelings you have for me are stronger than before?"

"You're a coward. You're giving up," Regina glared at him, and Robin backed out of her hold, narrowing his eyes at her.

"It was a losing fight from day one! I've been fighting like hell to get you to trust me again, for two months now, and it hasn't gotten me anywhere! I'm not giving up, I'm doing what you've wanted all along! You gave up on us, and I never did. I never did, Regina, not once! I'm done! I'm done fighting for you!" Robin yelled, and a tear rolled down Regina's cheek slowly.

"Maybe you should think about why you even have to fight for me in the first place!" Regina screamed back, and she bit the inside of her cheek, knowing she just made everything a million times worse. Robin's mouth dropped, not believing she really just said that.

Again.

"Just admit it. You never forgave me. You say you did, you say you're working on it, you say it's bound to happen any moment now. You say that you are ready to leave it in this past, but you're not. You bring it up in every conversation! I've apologized a million times and it still isn't enough! I told you the truth about why I left, and it still isn't enough! It will never be enough because I'm not enough!" Robin's breaths were heavy, and Regina wondered if this fight was worse than the one they had at the town line.

"You are enough, Robin! Part of the problem is your lack of confidence, your low self-esteem! I can't make you believe that I want this! You have to trust me! I told you I wasn't ready for the seriousness of us yet. I told you I needed to dip my toe in the water before we dived right in again."

"It seems as though you dip your toe wherever you want these days."

Quiet filled the apartment, and Regina would be lying if she said the jab didn't feel like needles piercing her skin a thousand times over.

"You want to know how hard it is to forgive you for leaving town? It's as hard as you forgiving me for sleeping with someone else. It's the exact same thing," Regina pointed out, thinking she had him there, but Robin's eyebrows furrowed as if she were crazy.

"I left because I loved you. You slept with Matt because you didn't. It's not the same thing. Don't ever say it is," Robin growled, his jaw clenching tightly.

"Robin, it is. Because it felt like you didn't love me when you left. Even if you did," Regina stated, and she let out a breath, wiping the tears off her face. She took a deep breath, walking to him slowly.

"We can fix this. I want to fix this. It didn't mean anything, Robin, I promise. It just… it just happened," Regna muttered, getting closer to him by each breath.

Eventually, Regina had her hands on Robin's forearms, her body dangerously close to his. Her lips were just below his, if he reached down the slightest bit her kiss would welcome him, and the thought invaded his mind more than once. Regina moved closer to him, her grip on him tightening, but just as her one hand went to his neck, bringing him into her, his mouth made a firm line, and his hands went to her shoulders, stopping her.

"I'm not someone you can mess around with just because you know I have feelings for you… I can't kiss you, because my kiss won't be the last on your lips," Robin whispered, and he backed away slowly from his love, knowing he would regret it forever.

"I love you, but I never want to see you again," Robin spoke quietly, gently, like the calm after the storm instead of before. Robin walked away to his bedroom, closing the door, and Regina's lips parted, her eyes widening.

He just broke up with her.

He left her, just like he promised he wouldn't.

And it was her fault, because she promised she wouldn't fall for Robin again. Apparently, she was a liar.

…

Emma was her go-to person. She has been since they met, and she will be for the rest of her life. And she was amazing. She listened and cared and didn't mind if her brother was trashed in the middle of it all. Most times she would even jump in.

Emma was her go-to person, but she wasn't what Regina needed that moment.

The phone rang three times, and it only made Regina cry even harder. She knew she picked Robin over her father, she knew her father and mother probably didn't even want to speak to her anymore, but she needed her mom. She was going through a heartbreak, and if her mom wasn't there for her like last time, she wouldn't recover. Even the most put-together people need their mother sometimes.

Regina groaned loudly in her bed as she hit her head against the bed frame, her tears rolling faster than she could produce. She picked up the phone one last time, dialing her mother's number, praying she would answer.

She never thought her mother wouldn't be there for her, even if they were in the middle of some fight.

Regina let out a relieved breath when the other line answered, and she wiped her tears with the back of her hand, taking a deep breath, ready to sob to her mother.

"Regina?"

The brunette froze, widening her eyes.

"I called mom. Why do you have her phone?" Regina asked her father, trying not to sound as if she had been crying for hours, and Henry seemed taken back by her cold demeanor.

"Regina, are you crying? What's wrong?"

"I really don't need this right now. I just want Mom. Can you give her the phone?" Regina asked, rolling her eyes, but her father wasn't giving up so easily. Not like before.

"Stop being ridiculous, what's going on?" Henry asked, and Regina felt like screaming. Now he cared? Now that her entire world was falling apart? Now that their relationship would be strained for years? Jackass.

"You know, in all your shit about Robin breaking my heart, you never considered I'd be the one to break his, did you? You didn't take into consideration that maybe I would sleep with someone else and drive him away to the point where he can't even look me in the eyes, and how it's my own fault because apparently I'm the one who gives up when things get hard."

"And you know what? Making me pick between you and Robin is one of the most disgusting things ever. I shouldn't have to pick between two people I love. You should be there for me, because right now I need someone, and I don't feel comfortable going to you! I can't believe you of all people gave me a freaking ultimatum when you know I should never have to choose! You're such an asshole!" Regina snapped, rambling on, and she stopped abruptly, realizing that was way too much information to give to her father.

She felt like dying of embarrassment.

"Can you just get Mom?!" Regina shouted, taking out her anger and frustration on her father, angry tears flowing from her red eyes. Henry didn't know what to say, gaping like a fish, and he did what he was told, shocked beyond words.

"Regina? Are you alright, baby?" Cora's voice floated through the phone, and at the sound of her mother's gentle, welcoming, loving voice, she began crying harder than she had all night, covering her mouth to contain her sobs.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" Cora asked with a certain softness that Regina remembered from her childhood.

"Mommy," Regina cried, trying to catch her breath.

"It's okay, take a deep breath. Everything is gonna be okay," Cora soothed, and Regina just fell back into her bed deeper, shaking her head.

Because it wouldn't. Everything wouldn't be okay.

…..

Emma remembered the day Robin left distinctly. She remembered his truck pulling out of their drive. She remembered picking up the phone and somehow managing to call Regina. She remembered Regina walking in an hour later crying. She remembered both of them crying the entire day.

And then, she remembered the month after her brother left. It only took her two days to get back to normal. She just pretended it wasn't there, pretended that Robin was just on a trip and he'd call her whenever he got the time. She convinced herself the only way Robin would come back was to get back to the way she was before he left. And she would wait for him.

Now, Regina, her best friend was a whole other story. Emma drove by every day that August, dropping off something from Granny's to make sure she was eating. The blonde remembered how Regina's parents fought more than ever during that time, disagreeing on what they should do. She remembered how Regina didn't cry or scream or bitch, she just laid in bed in silence, in the dark, like she was empty.

Henry and Cora made her go to Hopper after four weeks, after they got the call from Belmont that Regina had decided she was in fact no longer attending in the fall. And Emma swore that was the worst thing her parents had ever done for her.

Regina didn't need to talk about her feelings. She didn't need to be rushed. She needed to grieve at her own time. Even though Emma hated her brother for making Regina give up on her dream college, almost her entire dream, she knew her best friend better than anything, and the only way she was going to get better was if Robin came back.

Emma called a million times, begged her brother to come back, even if it was only for Regina. He answered none.

And then all of a sudden, in the middle of September, it was like nothing had ever happened. Regina had brushed her hair for the first time in weeks, she wore something other than Robin's hoodie, and her bags were packed. She was leaving Storybrooke, too.

So, yes, Emma knew that her best friend freaks out when changes happen. She runs away from them, tries to ignore them, or just changes overnight. She'll be a trainwreck one day, then the next she's Miss Sunshine and moving on with her life.

So when she found out that Robin had broken up with Regina, she expected nothing less than last time. She thought Regina would shut the world out for at least a week, and she'd have to pick up the pieces. She had no idea why they broke up, she had no idea what could've happened to lead to Robin breaking up with Regina, but it had to be bad. Robin loved Regina more than anything. It had to be something big.

The blonde was confused as ever when she walked through her best friend's door, finding the brunette up and around, in her blouse and skinny jeans, makeup done, hair styled. She was in the living room, playing the guitar, and Emma furrowed her eyebrows, confused as ever.

"Hey," Emma said wearily, not sure whether she was supposed to be the supportive, hugging friend or the let's-burn-his-car-to-the-ground friend. Her eyes widened slightly when Regina looked up, a huge smile plastered on her face.

"Hey! Could you grab me my pick on the counter?" Regina asked, energetic as ever, bubbly and bright. It might've been the most rainbow-y version of Regina Emma had ever seen. The blonde put down her bag on the small table by the door, grabbing the guitar pick and walking towards the brunette.

Emma handed Regina the pick, and Regina smiled again, playing a few chords. Emma had to fight the way her mouth wanted to drop to the floor. What the hell was happening?

"Are you… why are you smiling?" Emma asked with a tilt of her head, and Regina looked up, shrugging.

"Why not? It's a beautiful day out, I have the entire day to write new songs, and I don't have anywhere to be for the first time in ages," Regina explained, acting as if she were the queen of all things shiny and glittery. Emma bit the inside of her cheek.

"Did you take some pills you weren't supposed to this morning? Or all night?" Emma asked, concerned, but Regina rolled her eyes with a grin, setting her guitar down on the coffee table in front of the couch.

"No, I'm perfectly fine. In fact, I'm better than fine. You know, I've been such a negative person lately, and there's no need for that. It feels so good just to be human and enjoy the sunshine," Regina sighed, sing-songy almost, and Emma grew terrified of this new person.

Whoever this was, it wasn't her best friend.

"Are you okay?" Emma asked, not messing around this time, and Regina nodded her head, folding her hands in her lap.

"I'm good. Why wouldn't I be?" Regina asked, as if she took a memory potion to forget about Robin and their history altogether. Emma ran a hand through her hair, not really sure what was going on.

"Alright, I'm not judging you on how you grieve or cope or whatever is happening right now, but I liked it better when you were depressed and just ran. This is creepy," Emma raised an eyebrow, and Regina scoffed as she shook her head, tucking strands of wayward hair back behind her ear.

"Being sad and crying is such a waste of time. It's over, I can finally move on with my life. No more Robin, no more baggage. I can start over now. It's like, it's like I'm clean of him," Regina explained animatedly with her hands, and the words coming from her mouth made Emma more scared than before.

"Regina, it's okay to cry and show emotion. Like, the bad kinds. I mean, Robin's been a part of your life since we were kids. When you think of seventeen-"

"When I think of seventeen, I think of you and me going on hikes in the woods and driving downtown to blow all our money on clothes. I think of bonfires down by the beach, and I think of sneaking out to go to parties our parents would've killed us at. I think of you and me, and it's exactly how it should be," Regina interrupted the blonde, and Emma bit her tongue, knowing she was lying.

She had to be lying.

"So that's just it? You're going to pretend Robin never existed?"

"Robin is your annoying older brother who used to live in England, that's all," Regina said, not seeing the problem with it. Emma scoffed, shaking her head, looking down at the floor.

"But that's not. He was the love of your-"

"He's your brother, Emma," Regina said sternly, and Emma stopped, not liking this new version of Regina one bit. Emma glared at her friend as the brunette got up, making her way to the kitchen.

"Want some cookies?" Regina asked, changing the subject altogether, pulling out fresh bakes cookies from the oven. Emma put a hand on her forehead discreetly, waiting for the moment Regina would finally break. She would finally cry and realize that, no, she was not with Robin anymore.

No, they weren't together.

No, they never would be again.

Emma stared at Regina, observing her lively actions, and she cursed mentally.

Her brother broke her best friend.