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Chapter 3: Oh Hell Yes!
Later that evening Emma found herself at Granny's diner, as she usually did when she found herself at a loose end.
By the time it came to past 9pm the place was empty apart from Emma, and occasionally the town drunk, Leroy who usually scarpered as soon as he saw the Sheriff making her way in.
This made it the perfect drinking/hiding spot for Emma.
She liked the quietness it gave her to think in the evenings, and Ruby, the waitress was good company, especially when no one else was around.
The stools were unbelievably comfortable and Emma tried to always sit in the same spot, as she had explained to Ruby once it was 'the perfect seat'.
She could 'see anyone walking in, no one can creep up behind me and I'm closest to the alcohol.'
Emma had grinned, Ruby laughing, not able to argue with the blonde's infallible logic.
"So, what was he like?" Ruby asked, breaking Emma from her thoughts as she slid a whiskey in front of her.
Emma expertly downed the fiery liquid in one.
Ruby quickly filled it up, watching Emma swill it around the glass this time, as if debating where to start.
"Was he handsome?" Ruby tried again, giving Emma a hint.
"If you find dirt under nail handsome?" Emma chuckled humourlessly, Ruby pretending to be sick. "He was a self-centred jerk who I wish I had never met."
Emma pushed her glass back to Ruby.
"Another?" She asked.
"Oh, hell yes." Emma nodded.
Several drinks later and Emma's head was starting to spin, not enjoying the feeling she waved Ruby away as she hovered the bottle in front of Emma's face.
"Can you phone, David?" She asked Ruby, who nodded, knowing Emma's habit of sometimes slipping into a dark place when she had drank too much.
Luckily Ruby had dealt with Emma's outbursts before, these more common than her panic attacks when she was intoxicated.
Nevertheless, Emma preferred David's down to earth nature when dealing with these confusing feelings.
Ruby pulled out her mobile, dialling David's number.
"Hey, it's Ruby." Ruby said down the phone, moving around the counter as she saw Emma start to sway on her chair.
She let the blonde rest against her chest, wrapping her arm around the vulnerable woman.
"Is Emma with you?" David asked sadly, guessing that's where she would be when he had arrived back from work to find the apartment empty.
"Yeah, she's not too good." Ruby admitted, feeling Emma press harder against her.
"I'll be there in 5." David reassured her, knowing Ruby would be ok with Emma for that short while.
Ruby hung up and pulled Emma to her feet, allowing her to envelop the blonde into a proper hug.
"I'm sorry." Emma mumbled, those two words falling from Emma's mouth so many times a day they didn't even really mean anything anymore.
"You don't need to be sorry, you need to stop David from setting you up on shitty dates." Ruby chuckled, feeling Emma laugh and nod against her.
"You're preaching to the choir." Emma pulled back lightly, still leaning on Ruby.
"Is David on his way?" Emma suddenly asked, her eyes filling with tears as she realised she didn't even know if he was coming to get her.
"He'll be here any second." Ruby told her, wiping a long tear which had dripped from Emma's cheek, the blonde now smiling at the prospect of David arriving.
True to his word, less than 5 minutes later David came dashing through the door.
He paused to see Ruby talking intently to Emma, who seemed to be grinning and holding onto her every word.
Ruby suddenly caught David's eye.
"Look whose here…" Ruby tapped Emma's back, the blonde sheepishly running over to David who pulled her tightly into his arms. "I'm going out back, see you soon Emma, and take care of yourself."
She smiled.
"Oh and don't let David set you up on anymore dates." She threw over her shoulder, David glad to feel Emma laughing against his shoulder.
"Can we walk to the docks?" Emma asked, that being her favourite place to talk to David, the sea and the loud wind making it the best place for her to scream and cry if necessary.
"Good thing I brought you some warmer clothes then isn't it." David rubbed Emma's back before pulling away, referring to Emma's thin tank top and jeans.
He handed her a white turtle neck jumper and her favourite red jacket, the blonde pulling them on quickly, laughing as David pulled a beanie over her head, so it covered her eyes.
"Let's go." He grinned, pulling Emma's and into his and leading her to where she wanted to go.
Ready for the next chapter? Regina will be entering Emma's life very soon!