Always running
Oncer 4 life asked for a oneshot of another June Tunes request! Something based off of "What's left of me" by Nick Lachey.
Thanks for embracing the June Tunes week guys!
Runnin' from myself until
You gave me a reason for standing still
Her words haunted me, echoing round and round my mind.
"And running is what's best for him? Or is that's what's best for you?"
She was right. The woman who had more quickly gotten under my skin than anyone else in my entire lifetime had ever had really hit the nail on the head. She knew she had too. Mary Margaret was normally so soft spoken, but me taking off had clearly touched a nerve. She pulled no punches with that one. I felt like someone had kicked me in the stomach. I wasn't moving back to Boston for Henry's sake. Who was I kidding? I was running back there with my tail between my legs. I had never been ready to be a mother. That's why I put Henry up for adoption in the first place. Now all I'd managed to do was get the kid's hopes up. I would still be in his life. I wouldn't have it any other way now. But the idea of being a full time parent still terrified me out of my wits. He had trusted me. He had given me more chances than I clearly deserved. So had Mary Margaret. They'd both been so patient with me…maybe, just maybe, I was acting too rashly. Maybe I could stick it out in Storybrooke, even with Regina lording it over me. Maybe it was time I stopped running.
