Chapter 3- Storybrook

A/N - Sorry this isn't very long and took so long to post. I have been swamped with tests this week. Geometry and French will be the death of me.

My legs. Sharp shooting pain. I fell into the wheelchair. I heard people gasp behind me. I heard the gasp behind me, from my struggle. I closed my eyes and tried to bear the pain. After about a minute or two the pain subsides. I shot everyone smile, in hopes to calm their nerves. The snake shook her head at me and left the room. Ruby and Swan cleared things up with the doctor and Ruby pushed me out. The cool air felt funny on my nose. It felt different. Like I actually felt it. I was alive again, without ever dying.

Men with camera faces began to take pictures of me. Women off in the distance in faded pink coats looked at me. " Come on give the girl some space. Leave her alone. Move!" , Mrs. Swan moved people out of the way. I sat helplessly, as Ruby pushed me along the sidewalk.

" Don't worry. We will get a room cleared up for you. A hot bath and food. Granny makes the best apple pie." , Ruby whispered in my ear. My stomach began to churn. I have eaten anything...for a whole year. Whoa. My stomach began to rumble at the thought of food. " I think its best, we get you some food, first."

I shook my head in agreement. We rolled up to a diner with a small bed and breakfast attached to it. and Ruby , crudely tried to get me in the went wide eyed when they saw me. I could see my picture pasted across their newspaper. News spreads fast here. I saw an old women come out from behind the register. SHe was short and stocky. A strong women. She shot her eyes to Ruby, and back at me. My stomach roared when the smell of food hit my nose.

" Granny, she needs help."

" Fine, Fine. Lets get this girl some food. We will talk."

I sat patiently at the table. I still had the pad of paper and the pencil in my hands. Mrs. Swan sat next to me. Something about her seemed familiar. It was odd, I remembered nothing. Nothing about this place or the people here. Yet she, something. Something about her.

" I don't want to push you or anything, but you think you can answer some questions?"

I wrote down, Yes.

" Do you know remeber anything before you blacking out. How you go to the river?"

No. Nothing it is all a blank.

" Maybe some voices you heard."

No. Its like I have been sleeping forever. Sorry.

" No need to be , Sorry. It's not your fault."

Where's my family ?

" It's Emma. And, well-"

Plates of food came from the kitchen. All sorts of smells came off of them. Ranging from sweet to spicy.

" We weren't you actually like. So we just brought you everything." , Ruby put the food down.

" I have to go back to the office. I will talk to you guys later.", Emma waved goodbye and left. She never answered my question, this made me only think of the worst. They must be dead. They have to be.

The food over took my thought and I began to gorge. From pasta to grilled cheese. It was the greatest feeling the way my food hit the back of throat and into my stomach. I couldn't care about anything in the world. My stomach just craved for more. After about 30 minutes and 15 plate of half-eaten plates, I couldn't move. I hummed in satisfaction because well I couldn't make any other noise. I looked around me, people were still staring. The few stragglers were still left in the diner. I must be quite a sight, all dirty and ratty. Eating like an animal.

" Ruby why don't you take her to The B&B. Get her set up. I will close up here." . Ruby shook her head at Granny. I waved goodbye to the people, the least I could do for the people who watched me for so long. I rolled through the town again. Awfully foggy here.

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It took her about a good 10 mintues to get my Into the Bed and Breakfast. She set me up in a room and ran me a bath. She left me alone, after I convinced her I would be okay getting in myself cleaned. She closed the door behind me, and once again. I was alone. I peeled the hospital gown off my body. I got a better look at the damage. There were bits of dried salt on my body, red scars on my stomach, bug bites on my legs, a dirt covering most of my skin. I grabbed the ledge on the bathtub, my arms trembling to hold me. Come on Molly.
My legs screamed in pain when I put my weight on them. I could barely lift my legs into the warm water. With all the strength I could muster, I fell into the bathtub, splashing a majority of water out of the tub. The warm water made my joints hurt. The feeling was almost euphoric. I got myself situated. Letting the warm water take the pain away.