Chapter 5
TW: mentions of rape but nothing graphic
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Regina lay on the bed until she heard the big grey door slam shut behind her husband. Regina slid off of the bed into a pile on the floor. She stared at the wall unable to move. She felt so numb. A few months before she stopped feeling; before that she would cry when he was done with her. But now all of her tears were gone. She had no more. Reginas' sadness left her but that could not be said about her anger. It grew every time he touched her. It grew every time he told her he loved her. It grew every time Snow said she was glad Regina was her step-mother. It grew every time that monster raped her.
Regina stayed still as her maid came running in. Her maid Emile always tried to help her. Regina appreciated it but she could need a lot more than a change of clothes and a bath to fix her. Emile knew what he was doing to her, they all knew; everyone in the palace except the fool Snow. As Reginas' anger for Snow grew she would try and tell herself that Snow was a mere child, but it did not calm her anger.
The thing that bothered Regina the most of all was that everyone, even her own mother, knew the king was hurting her but did nothing. None of them cared. No one had ever cared about her and she was beginning to believe that no one would.
Emile reached out and handed Regina cloths without saying anything. She knew Regina was too lost in her thoughts to hear her anyway.
"Thank you. You can go now," Regina told the petite girl in front of her.
"But my lady don't you want a shower?"
"What is the point? I will never be clean; I just need to accept that now. No matter how hard I scrub I will never be able to remove his touch from my skin," Regina coldly said.
"You must not think like that my Queen." Emile always tried to stay positive. She just hated watching Reginas' depression grow.
"Why not Emile? We both know he isn't going to stop until he is dead!" Reginas' voice broke. She was trying so hard to keep herself together, afraid to look vulnerable.
"It's going to be okay. One day that bastard will pay for what he has done," Emile whispered as she gave Regina a comforting hug.
Both women were focused on their embrace they did not see the guard watching the scene plan out. He shook his head knowing the king would not like what he had seen.
Regina had woken up that morning and gotten dressed herself. She was worried because Emile was usually there. Regina told her she didn't need help, unless she was to sore. Regina convinced herself everything was okay she didn't need to worry about this too. Emile is her friend, her only friend and she has to be alright. Regina doesn't know what she will do if anything happened.
Regina walked down to breakfast and her husband was waiting for her.
"Where is Snow?" Regina asked.
"She will be down shortly." Leopold answered with a small grin, "Missing anything this morning?"
"What did you do?" Regina spat with pure anger.
Leopold whispered and leaned into his wife, "If you think I don't know what happens in my castle than you are stupider than I thought. I would never allow you to be intimate with someone else. Only a husband is allowed to touch his wife." A smile grew on the kings' face. As he watched his wife start to break down even more his smile grew. He had come to truly enjoy her pain.
Regina looked up at her husband and gave him a death glare and at that moment she knew that one day she was going to kill him.