OK so this is quite a loose based drabble, its based off Sundays epp but kind of not..if that makes sense :)
Regina closed her large front door behind her. She had shut the door on people, the world, everything. She slowly kicked off her heels and kicked them across the marble floor of her hallway. Her jacket was next, it slid off her back as easily as brushing her hair. Next was her jewellery, although her hand hovered over the particular necklace that she had on, no that, that she would keep on. Her next move was from the front door to the living room. She didn't bother with the lights but sat curled up on the floor with her back against the sofa .
She then started to cry. Robin was gone. Its not that she needed a man in her life to make her happy but he did. He understood her like nobody else. Regina sobbed her hand clinging onto her necklace that Robin had given her. He was really gone this time and her heart was crumbling before she had a chance to truly mend it. Why why why did she always give into love. She knew every time she loved something bad happened to that person.
She had fallen asleep there. When she awoke she picked herself up and walked to the kitchen. A quick glance at the clock had informed her that it was 8 in the morning, not that it made a difference to her heart she thought to herself. Her hands fumbled around in the kitchen her eyes darting to particular places where she and Robin had shared a particular moment. Even if she tried the tears found their way down her cheeks. She grabbed a bottle of wine from the fridge and poured herself a glass. She sunk down slightly so that her eyes were level with the glass and stared into it. She was done. She had tried being a hero and what had that gotten her, nothing apart from sadness.
Regina downed the glass and poured another. That was it. She had tried to be good for the sake of others. She had enjoyed helping others she had to admit but being bad, she had enjoyed that too. Regina scoffed at the thought, her heart wasn't broken every other day when she was bad either. She downed the next glass. As she poured the other, she suddenly stopped. Roland. Dear Roland . She began sobbing again at the thought of Robins precious little boy no longer having a father. Well he shall have a mother Regina thought to herself. There was no way she was going to-
Regina ran up the stairs and into the bathroom where she threw up the two glasses of wine that she had consumed not to long ago. Her mind was blank now. If she began thinking she would start feeling and if she started feeling she would start crying. Regina threw up again, flushed the toilet and looked puzzled. She never threw up wine. She hummed slightly and looked up at her medicine stood and opened the cupboard and took out a box. Its something she had because she had almost every household neccesity you would need in a house, but never thought or even dreamed that she would end up using. Regina sighed, opened the box and peed on the stick. She walked out of the bathroom with the test in her hand and sat at the end of her bed. She looked down, and then turned and fell back into her bed and curled up with Robins pillow in her arms, and cried. Pregnant.