Heyyyy guys. So, I lied. Unintentionally. I've been staying up late and hiding my computer because I couldn't get ideas out of my head. So, once again, hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think.
Regina was fondly attentive in carrying Emma out of the car. She was careful to not bump the woman's head or feet as she squeezed through the doorway. Emma had once again nudged her nose into Regina's neck and Regina had once again gotten that warm, fuzzy sensation. She almost smiled, but realized she wasn't thinking appropriately. She didn't have feelings for Ms. Swan. She didn't have feelings for anyone. She couldn't.
Nevertheless, Regina continued on with her play-book. She placed Emma down on the living room couch and sauntered off. Returning, she gently lifted Emma's head, deposited a pillow, and covered her with a blanket. Not knowing what to do, she found herself staring at Emma's face. She was so peaceful, so oblivious to the pain inside Regina. I wonder if Emma feels the loneliness like I do, Regina thought sadly. Bending down, she kissed Emma's forehead and smiled softly.
She stood there for a few seconds and finally registered what she had just done. It was almost like an impulse, but Regina didn't know where she got it from. Staggering back in surprise, she bumped into an armchair, which reminded her how tired she really was. Too conflicted to reflect, she collapsed on the armchair. Regina yawned and checked her watch. 2:30 AM. She groaned. Resting her head on the chair's cushion, Regina watched Emma until she felt her eyelids fail her and droop closed.
Emma woke up to the sound of thunder and the pattering of heavy rain. She was shivering and her back hurt. Grumbling, she adjusted to the dim lighting. She could make out the silhouette of chairs, a couch, maybe a table. Wait... furniture? Suddenly, her eyes shot wide open as she remembered. I fell asleep at the mine... so... where am I now? Emma thought. Pushing her fatigue away, she tried to focus on her surroundings until she saw her. Still sitting upright in the chair, head relaxed on the armrest, was a sleeping Regina. Emma almost screamed. Almost.
Regina's mouth was slightly open and there were faint dark circles underneath her eyes. She still looks gorgeous and... whoa. Where'd that come from? Shut up, Emma, she looked down at herself, wrapped in a thick blanket. What the hell happened... Emma could only imagine. Warily, Emma climbed off the couch, only to emit a creak from the squeaky floorboards. She winced and glanced at the other woman. Regina stirred and her eyes flitted open.
Their eyes met with looks of confusion and then just plain awkwardness. Both their mouths were agape, not knowing what to say. Regina, snapped out of her trance, and inspected her watch. Her face lit up with disbelief. It was 8:00 AM already.
"Well, considering the time, good morning, Ms. Swan," Regina said groggily, "How are you feeling?" Emma's jaw dropped even more.
"I wake up, not knowing where I am. Cold, tired, starving. And then I find you I'm in your house, of all places. And you ask me how the hell I am?" Emma snarled, "What did you do to me?" Emma began to advance on the sitting woman. Regina just rolled her eyes.
"Please, Ms. Swan. Show some civility. After all, I saved your sorry ass from pneumonia, no doubt. Especially with the state I found you in. Tell me, sheriff. I'm curious as to why I found you at the mine?" Regina replied calmly. Emma almost laughed at the brunette. The mayor looked beat, but still held her usual confidence.
"None of your goddamn business. But if you really want to know so badly, I went out for a walk. Okay? What about you? What were you doing there?" Emma sneered, still too dazed to think clearly. Regina shuffled in her seat, ignoring the questions.
"You know, Ms. Swan. I find it amusing that you seem to forget our previous encounter. As I recall, you called me a heartless bitch," Regina choked up a bit, but Emma didn't seem to notice. Regina's voice was barely audible as she whispered, "Why do you hate me?" Emma felt a small amount of guilt, but she still held her poker face.
"Why do I hate you? It seems that our mayor isn't as bad-ass as she claims to be. What's wrong, Madame Mayor? Can't handle a little constructive criticism?" Emma heckled, maybe a little too harshly. What the hell am I doing? Emma thought, saying things she really didn't mean. She couldn't take it back now, though. Regina felt her anger boil and her heart froze over. She immediately dismissed all thoughts of having a chance at humanity. That power-hungry feeling returned to Regina and she was loving every second of it. Not as much as she wanted to, though.
"Sheriff, if you get what I'm saying through that thick skull of yours, you'll realize that maybe I was trying to do a decent thing. Is it my fault that all you can do is run? You've been running from everything. And do you want to know why? Because you can't trust anyone. You're just looking for the family you never had. Everyone that you relied on abandoned you. You were left in the middle of the street by parents who didn't want you. Who didn't love you. You were thrown around like a punching bag in the foster system. You've been on the run ever since because you don't have the courage to fight. I'm telling you right now, Ms. Swan. No one will ever love you and you will suffer until you die. All because no one is there for you. And no one will ever be. Frankly, no one gives a damn about you, including me. Now get the hell out of my house," Regina said, with malice and hatred that she forced herself to believe was there. She completed the half-hearted attack with a wicked smirk, her dark eyes betraying her actual emotions.
Emma stood there, swallowing hard as she finally woke up. Regina's words felt like a slap in the face. A cold, hard, dead slap. Or maybe even a deep stab in the heart. And it pierced like hell. Emma fought back the urge to burst into tears. Gathering her things, she quickly brushed past Regina towards the door. Regina watched her leave, regret building up inside of her. She was gagging back tears herself. Looking down at the ground, she heard Emma swing the door open.
Emma was about to fly out the door and sprint a pointless race until she couldn't feel anymore when she crossed her screaming judgement. She twisted back around. Marching up to Regina, Emma firmly held the brunette's face and crashed their lips together. Eyes closed, Emma kissed a stunned Regina, who stood there in shock. Fireworks were going off in Emma's heart and her mind was racing. Sensation-induced electricity ran through Emma's body. She tried to convey every feeling, every thought in the kiss. She wanted Regina to understand. She wanted to show Regina her pain. And to some extent, the brunette felt it, that's probably why a tear streamed down Emma's face.
Regina, throwing all rational thoughts out the window, gave in. Tracing her tongue along Emma's bottom lip, Regina begged for entrance. It wasn't granted. Emma knew she wasn't ready to let someone in, no matter how desperately she wanted to. The kiss ended as soon as it began, with a furious and wounded Emma returning back to reality. She gazed up into Regina's eyes. Emma couldn't decipher what she saw in them. But Regina couldn't say the same. Shame, pain, regret, loneliness, embarrassment, desperation, all in the eyes of one woman. It's like she was looking in a mirror. And Regina just froze up when she spied a different emotion. Was that... was that longing?
"I-I'm really sorry," Emma breathed so low Regina didn't comprehend it at first. Emma backed up towards the door, like an animal trapped with no place to escape to. With a final look of hurt in her eyes, the blonde twirled and ran out the door, leaving Regina bewildered and confused. Regina touched her lips and gaped at the empty doorway. What just happened? Did Emma Swan just kiss her? She was only met by silence, and the thoughts bouncing around in her head. As she leaned against the wall, shaking, Regina heard something that she hadn't heard in a long time. Her heart thumped in her chest, and she realized it was beating, loud enough for her to hear.
Ouch. Didn't expect to see THAT coming, now did you? Just kidding, you probably did. Anyway, I'm psyched for the next episode. Looks freaking awesome. Ideas for the next chapters are already flowingggg. Until next time. Later.