It didn't take Emma much convincing to say yes to the room at Miss Blanchard's place. She didn't know much about the older woman, but she could tell that she was nice, and she needed a place to stay, she couldn't stay with Regina anymore. She didn't want to even think about Regina anymore, and how she broke her heart. She was moving forward, starting a new chapter of her life.
Miss Blanchard had told her since she wasn't her teacher, nor was she ever, she could simply call her Mary Margaret. Miss Blanchard was a bit formal. Now Emma laid on the comfy enough bed in the upstairs loft. She had the whole upstairs to herself, the bedroom, the bathroom that was across the hall, it wasn't much, but it was enough for Emma.
Emma couldn't sleep. There was too much on her mind at the moment. Thoughts of her wouldn't leave, Emma hated to admit it, but she had thought about calling Regina back, begging her to let her come home to her, but eventually she would come to her senses and remember Regina's words. "I want you to leave" Emma didn't want to be anywhere she wasn't wanted, no matter how much she wanted to be there.
There was a knock on the opened door and Emma looked at Mary Margaret.
"I noticed that you didn't have any clothes with you, I'm sure we are not the same size, but would you like to borrow a pair of my pajamas, I have so many..." Mary Margaret states.
Emma looks at the cat printed pajamas and laugh. Her own laughter surprising herself due to her shitty mood right now. "Yeah...um, thanks" Emma is about to get off the bed but before she can even get up Mary Margaret's now in front of her gently placing the pajamas on the foot of the bed. "I didn't really have time to pack before Regina told me to leave" Emma explains sadly.
"Oh Emma" Mary Margaret coes. "I don't understand how someone could kick out such a wonderful child" She shakes her head, and Emma looks at her.
"You don't know me, How can you say that...I'm not wonderful, I'm not even good...no one ever wants me..." Emma says. Tears running down her face. She's usually not this opened and honest about her feelings but for some reason she feels as if she can trust Mary Margaret, maybe it's because she's sad. Maybe her sadness is making her desperate for a friend right now. Emma knows she needs to toughen up. She needs to stop relying on others and just be there for herself.
"I'm sure that's not true" Mary Margaret says again. She's sitting next to Emma now, brushing a stray hair behind Emma's ear.
"Yes it is. Even my parents didn't want me, they just left me on the side of the road when I was a baby, since then...it's just been the same, people taking me in, then eventually throwing me away...like...Regina" Emma admits.
"Look at me Emma" Mary Margaret instructs. She has Emma's hands now in her own. Emma looks up at her and she can tell that the teen is heartbroken, seeing Emma so sad makes her own heart break for the teen, and she feels like she just want to make all her pain go away. "I know I don't know you that well, we've talked maybe once, but your beautiful, you're smart...you're teachers talk about you all the time, and everyone here loves you, even Granny talks kindly of you, and she don't do that for just anyone Emma. You have just been around some very selfish and ignorant people Emma. Any one who has ever gave you up is just...stupid. I would have loved to have a daughter like you" Mary Margaret admits.
Emma can't help starts to cry harder. Mary Margaret pulls her into a hug and she just feels safe in her arms. "Really?" Emma asks.
"Absolutely" She responds.