Someone alerted me of a couple of issues with the timeline, and I'm so so sorry, it completely slipped my mind. I'll try to be aware, but bear with me, I may slip up again. I hope you enjoy!

Mary Margaret clung to Regina like a security blanket, but she didn't exactly make her feel secure. She made her feel…reckless, dark, clingy, almost dangerous and courageous. She has never had a relationship like this one. She's never kept any relationship a secret, or at least relatively secret, and yet she's never felt so small. Regina makes plans, but Snow always feels clingy, and Regina acts as if she wasn't the one who asked her out on a date. Mary has never dated a woman, but she felt satisfied with her experience so far.

Regina absolutely loves the power. She loves the feeling of letting down Mary Margaret and have her begging for sex, for attention, for anything. She's a lot like her younger self, begging Regina for attention, being disappointed when she couldn't come over late at night, and absolutely obsessing over the thought of that woman every waking moment of every day. Mary Margaret didn't even know she was being manipulated.

Regina had bent over to fix her hair in her full length mirror and applied extra lipstick. She grinned maliciously and pulled on her heels.

Mary Margaret pulled piles and piles of bland clothes from her closet and laid them out on the bed. She eyed a short emerald green dress with a dipping neckline. She pulled it on and smoothed the fabric out, gripping the hem of the dress and rubbing the fabric between her fingers nervously. She bit her lip and pulled on a matching emerald necklace and fixed her hair.

Regina insisted on going to a fancy restaurant that just opened up across the street from the only supermarket in town after deciding that Granny's was too public. Mary Margaret felt iffy about it, but decided against asking for a different venue for their meal.

Mary Margaret glanced around the restaurant and spotted Regina in a shapely dress that hugged her body and displayed a bit of cleavage. She waved her over and smiled, but it didn't touch her eyes. She sat across from her and looked at the drinks menu. Regina ordered a bottle of wine for them both, and Mary Margaret opened the menu, alternating between looking at pasta options and looking at the woman across her, blushing lightly when their eyes met.

Regina paid no heed to it, in fact, purposefully ignoring it. Regina also ignored the voice telling her that this would be a bad idea, but she was blinded by ice cold revenge to know that this was going way too far, that emotional abuse was a thing and she had every intention to turn their 'relationship' into exactly that. She should have felt bad, but she had no more pity left; it was all bestowed upon herself.

Sometimes, Regina wishes she could feel things like Mary Margaret. Placidly, gently, and tenderly. She doesn't think she's loved like that since Daniel. Sometimes, she wishes she could get rid of the thirst for revenge, but like an arrow, it's lodged too deeply inside, unable to leave without pain and a gaping hole to show for it.

Mary Margaret had no idea the thoughts the former queen had. The horrid dreams she was plagued with. The dark wishes and murderous revenge tainting her once-peaceful thoughts. The darkness filling her heart, a cup bound to overflow, spilling it's contents over everything it could touch. She didn't know a thing. All she knew was that the Mayor of Storybrooke was hiding behind indestructible walls of solitude, hiding herself from the sunlight. She thought she could be the one to break them down, brick by brick, but Regina had other plans, horrible plans.

In Regina's masterful sociopathic mind, she would build trust with the girl. She would sink her teeth into her and refuse to let her go. She would bind her and prevent any escape, and would destroy her from the inside out. She would break her down and make sure to do so discreetly, she would never know, at least of her true intentions. She wanted to confuse her, baffle her, make her question absolutely everything she ever knew, and mess with her any way she could. Boy, was this going to be fun, she thought.

Turning back to Mary Margaret, she smirked softly and Mary Margaret blushed even harder. Their waitress came around and took their orders, while Mary Margaret was lost in thought.

After she left, Mary Margaret snapped back to reality rather harshly, that Regina almost jumped.

"You okay, dear?" Mary nodded and smiled gracefully.

"Yeah, fine," she dismissed,"I was just wondering, where is somewhere you would like to travel?"

"Excuse me?"

"I don't know, I tried to think of a good question for a first date." Regina rolled her eyes dismissively.

"What's yours," she questioned.

"I want to go to Thailand. It just seems so unique from our world, and I've heard that the landscapes are gorgeous." Regina nodded.

Mary kept asking questions, but she didn't answer a single one, turning them towards her and narrowly avoiding them. Cursed Mary Margaret liked cats, long walks in the forest, loved her students, wanted to have as big a family as she could, and she loved emeralds.

Regina didn't actually care, but better to have her answer than herself.

Their food came after what felt like hours of endless torture for Regina. After they finished, Regina drove her back to the apartment. After parking, Mary leaned across the gap in the seats and pulled Regina to her, faces inches away from touching.

"Wanna come up?" Regina thought and Mary Margaret was jumping in her seat waiting for a response.

"Why not?" Mary led her upstairs suggestively and once they were in the confines of her loft, Mary turned around and push Regina up against the door, grinding softly against her and kissing passionately.

"What's come over you," Regina questioned. Mary smiled but gave no reply, instead unzipping her dress and pushing it down to her ankles.

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Mary Margaret again woke up with an empty space behind her. She sighed and pulled on a pair of jeans and a blouse. She left after barely finding time to eat a bowl of cereal and headed for the school.

She knew she shouldn't have gone on a date on a school night, but Regina erased all of her better judgement and replaced it with something else, something foreign to her.

She was obviously distracted throughout the day, but the kids were oblivious. After the bell for recess rang, Regina sashayed in.

"Regina, what are you doing here? School is still in session."

"I'm aware, but this won't take long."

"Regina, I don't have time for…that."

"No, not that. This arrangement isn't working for me, whatever it is. I'll see you around town, Miss Blanchard." Mary Margaret gasped a little and held in a sob, letting Regina leave. She held her head in her hands and moved her fingers through her hair. She knew it wouldn't last, especially with the mayor, who's mood changes like the time, but not this quickly. Was she really that repelling?

Regina slammed her car door and couldn't hide her wicked smirk any longer.

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Despite their relationship lasting eight days, she still felt saddened at the thought of Regina, moreso the reason she broke it off. Was she bad in bed, was she annoying, repulsive, untrustworthy, did she talk too much? She would never know. Every time Regina ran into her on the streets like clockwork, she either ignored her or told her to watch where she was walking. She absolutely hated the sharp ice she received, even after their brief fling.

Regina, as always, loved the way she could make the schoolteacher squirm. She could make her pant heavily, blush profusely, or slowly rile her up.

Today, Mary Margaret came to her office in an angered hurry.

"Why did you end it? What repulsed you so much? It's been eating me up and I can't let it go."

"For reasons I don't care to explain to you," she replied coldly. Mary rolled her eyes.

"You know, you're a very angering woman."

"I've had worse things said about me," she muttered. Mary huffed.

"Fine. I hope you're happy to suffer alone." Regina,s head snapped up.

"Better to be alone than with you, Miss Blanchard, so much so that I'm sure you're familiar with the schools grading system, so go grade tests or something instead of wasting my time." Mary stood in the room silence for a second.

"If you don't know what that means, let me simplify. Leave. Or do I need to replace you, clearly you can't listen to an order."

"For your information, I'm very good at my job."

"Really? Are your lesson plans drawn in crayons?"

"If you want, I can show you them." Regina felt a hint of shock at the sliver of Snow White's personality shine through during their argument.

"I'm sure you will," she whispered to herself, too quiet for the other woman to hear.

"Bring them tomorrow." Mary Margaret nodded and swiftly left, barely hiding the heat to her ears and cheeks. She was absolutely furious, but also slightly enamoured.