A/N: This chapter could get a little upsetting for some people. There is going to be another rape just to pre warn you. If I manage to reach 100 followers then the 100th will get a one shot written with a prompt of their choice, as appreciation for all the feedback.

Regina felt as if her stomach was being squeezed, how could she be letting herself have feelings for someone so young and broken. As much as she wanted to give in to what her body was really craving her head was telling her something completely different. She wanted to deny all recognition of the feelings she was having and wanted to block them out completely but it was too late for that.

Regina let out a frustrated sigh trying to make it as discrete as possible as she didn't want her evident doubts to rise to the surface. Emma could tell that there was something Regina was holding back. It was etched into her features and her eyes were locked onto the wall, there was something bothering her but she wasn't exactly the kind of women that openly expressed her emotions for someone. At times she came across cold and distant. Emma couldn't pin down if it was her doing or if there was something from the past that was resurfacing.

The blonde looked up and kept her gaze on Regina, her chocolate brown eyes were still busy looking at other things as if her body was there but her mind was elsewhere. Emma placed a gentle kiss on the other woman's warm cheek in order to try and bring her out of the trance she was fixated in. Regina's vision suddenly diverted towards the blonde her eyes meeting the depths of the blonde hazel eyes.

"What was that unexpected gesture for then Miss Swan?" Regina asked surprisingly almost confused by the kiss.

"You seemed to be too busy thinking about something I could tell by the look in your eyes and I wanted to offer a distraction." Emma smiled cheekily and watched as the dark haired woman's face barely made an effort to change in expression.

"Have I done something wrong? You seem to be lacking in emotion towards what I'm saying." Emma dropped her eyes to the floor and waited for a response.

"It's getting late Miss Swan and I think your parents will be wondering why you are out gallivanting and aren't at home where you should be at this time. We both have to be at school early tomorrow and I suggest that I drop you off at home and then we can have a proper talk in our session tomorrow." Regina pulled herself away from Emma's embrace and stood by the sofa, running her hands down her dress in order to smooth out the imperfections.

Emma's face contorted in a mixture of confusion and hurt. How could someone be so cold towards her all of a sudden? She had confessed her true feelings towards her and all she could do was brush them off as if they didn't mean a thing.

The blonde quickly removed herself from the comfort of the cream couch and manoeuvred towards the door. "Can we make this quick I wouldn't want to inconvenience you anymore than I already have."

Emma stormed out of the apartment and hurried down to the car park waiting for the other woman to follow behind. Regina managed to pick up the pace and caught up with the young girl.

"Miss Swan there is no need to act in that way, I would appreciate it if you showed me some respect, I don't expect you to speak to me in that tone."

"What do you expect me to say, it's going back to how it used to be calling me Miss Swan instead of Emma and you couldn't wait to rush me out of your apartment as soon as I said I love you. I'm sorry the likes of me isn't good enough for you and you would prefer someone that is prim and proper and can afford the luxuries in life." Emma felt her eyes filling with tears and she stared to walk in the opposite direction before Regina could see how she was making her feel.

"MISS SWAN! You can't walk home in this weather, it's raining tremendously and you're end up getting soaked before you reach it back to your home, at least let me take you home."

Emma waved her in the air suggesting that she wasn't interested in what she had to say. Regina stood in the rain feeling the cold droplets of water pelting down onto her skin. Once again she had let her mouth run away with her again.

Emma felt her stomach churning and the freezing drops of water ran down the back of her neck, sending shivers down her spine. As she made her way down the block she saw her house in the darkened street and begrudgingly made her way towards it.

Standing in the door way was her worst nightmare. Her father propped his self against the frame of the door. Emma could tell that he had been drinking as he could just about hold himself up.

"What are you doing home so late you stupid little bitch? You were meant to be home at 7 you know the curfew. Now get upstairs before I do something I might regret." He barked out his orders and Emma quickly rushed up the stairs her feet stumbling over each step.

She rushed into her room and forcibly pressed her body against the door trying to stop him from gaining access. She could hear his deafening footsteps trundling up the stairs, her heart started to pound and her throat became dry. Emma felt his firm grip pressing against the door trying to force entry. As much as she wanted to stop him she couldn't muster enough strength to keep him on the other side of the door.

He barged his way in and shoved Emma onto the thin mattress. She watched as he unzipped his trousers and the bile rose in her throat. He threw his trousers on the floor and moved in closer to Emma pressing his protruded stomach onto her skeletal frame.

His weight felt heavier this time and the smell of alcohol and stale cigarettes consumed his breath. She knew that screaming didn't help and giving into his sick demands would make things easier and quicker meaning she would avoid a beating.

His rough hands groped over her body and she felt his chapped lips rubbing over her neck. She felt disgusted that this was another thing she had to endure. She looked away as his boxers slid down his hairy legs and rested on the floor.

An intense pain shot through her body and a heated tear rolled down her cheek. His body forced against hers harder each time and his eyes turned darker and his smile was enough to make anyone sick.

He rolled off her breathing heavily and slipped his trousers back on as if nothing happened. Emma reluctantly looked down and saw spot of blood running down the inside of her leg. There was an excruciating burning in her lower half and she could barely stand.

Emma stumbled out of the room crossing her legs tightly together trying to conceal the pain that was circulating through her body.