PART II
"The neighbors complain about the noise from above"
A vase sailed across the room and smashed against the bare wall that Emma stood beside. The blonde clumsily jumped out of the way as glass sprayed toward her, errant pieces tickled her naked thighs as it tumbled to the floor. Green eyes were like saucers and perfect, thin lips were pressed into a look of fear combined with blushing awe. Emma's gaze lifted from the tiles and over to the half-dressed brunette standing across the room; her dark hair fell in tangles to her shoulders, her deep red lipstick was smeared across her mouth like a bruise and her eyes were as sharp and flashing as daggers. The metallic look gave the blonde a jolt directly between her legs and before she could fathom her thoughts she found her feet dragging her towards Regina. The brunette's hand twitched around a picture frame, ready to throw again if any sort of niggling weakness struck her. But as her eyes ran up and down the length of Emma as she tip-toed closer to her, Regina felt the hard wooden frame slowly slip from her fingers to clash against the floor.
After several seconds, the blonde was standing directly in front of the mayor, and as she looked into slowly softening brown eyes Emma lifted her right palm and pressed it against the brunette's chest—directly above her heart. Once her cold hand had made contact with hot flesh, the blonde could feel Regina's heart sputter to life; quickly hammering in her chest as wispy breaths flooded from her lips. Terrified and sullen all at once, the brunette lifted her fingers and laced them through the blonde's that kneaded against her chest. Nothing scared Regina more than the idea of someone breaking down her walls and exposing the soft, battered woman that lay beneath. Power was how the brunette got what she wanted without paying the deadly price, and yet the destructive anger she so wanted to evoke against a persistent Ms. Swan couldn't be mustered—not when the blonde caressed every span of flesh with gentle, loving touches.
Emma pressed a thumb against her cheek and Regina felt moisture spread across the tight skin; she had begun to cry and she hadn't even noticed. Batting the blonde's hands away she viciously rubbed the tears from her eyes and stomped across the room to retrieve the rest of her missing clothes. Nothing scared Regina more than letting her veil of strength fall away in front of others, and so she fled. As she rounded the bed, the brunette could feel Emma trailing behind her; a small part of her wanted to turn around and pummel the blonde until she bled but another, softer, part wanted to embrace the woman and let herself get lost in her tears and pitiful feelings. Ignoring both ideas, Regina grabbed her blazer from under the bed and quickly buttoned it up.
"Why do you always do that?" Emma sighed as she let herself plop down on the unmade bed.
"Why do I always do what?" the brunette snapped as she shoved her feet inside a pair of black high heels.
"You always run off once we starting making some goddamn progress!"
Regina scoffed as she straightened the wrinkles from her outfit; needing to find something to do with her hands instead of reaching out toward the irritating blonde. No, this isn't what it was suppose to be at all, the brunette thought; it was suppose to be a frustrated release—fucking without consequence. But there were consequences, Regina was quickly finding out; consequences that pounded in her chest and made the muscle flutter rapidly. Emma was a lay, that was all, a mere ploy to release all of the tension that had built up between them since the unsuspecting blonde had strolled into Storybrooke with Regina's son. The brunette wasn't suppose to think about her all of the time; it was designed to be a onetime thing, but every time she left the sex-scented room and the tangled, sweaty sheets the only thought that ever crossed Regina's mind was when to call the blonde next. As she was lost in thought, Emma reached out and grabbed one of her fumbling hands, physically begging her to stay. Shaking herself back into reality, the brunette's dark eyes flickered down to meet the blonde's and for a moment she faltered, and let her fingers get tangled up in the delicious sensation, but she quickly sobered herself and yanked her hand away as she started towards the bedroom door and out into the hallway. Loud, banging footsteps chased after her and within a second Emma was running in front of her and bracing her firm hands against the brunette's chest, ceasing her movements.
"Can't you see that I want you? Jesus, and not just for sex—I want all of it…all of you."
"Don't start, Ms. Swan." Regina ground, her voice growing louder with each syllable. "We both know this was supposed to be a onetime arrangement!"
"So what, things change!" Emma was yelling now, and it made the tension throughout her body loosen; she nearly sighed with relief, but she was far too angry for that.
"Not in my world!"
"Would you both shut the hell up!" a muffled voice from below echoed, followed by a loud thumping.
The two women ignored the complaints from the neighbors and continued staring intensely at one another. Neither was going to move from their respective position in the argument and it seemed that the only way they could get through to each other is if they caused pain. Both women had their reasons to be angry, and yet on the inside both women merely wanted each other. If only it could be that easy, their minds hummed in unison. But it wasn't easy, not when you held so much passion for someone—hate and love are, after all, only a breath away from each other; the blonde, and the brunette were well aware of this fact by the way their hearts both wept and raged while they were tangled up together.
"Right," the blonde began, her voice cracking from the rising anger, "because your world is so fucking perfect as it is!"
"Fuck you!" the brunette screamed, her emotions getting the better of her as she exploded inches away from Emma's distraught face.
The force of the shriek caused hot breath to whip across the blonde's face like a violent punch; her body stiffening from the motionless impact. Emma's mind clawed and gnawed at her, begging her right arm to lift and smack the brunette directly across the cheek. But, instead of the rage filled thoughts, the blonde lunged toward Regina, gripping at the material of her blazer until their mouths smashed together like a car crash. Emma bit down hard on the brunette's bottom lip and tasted blood as she forced her tongue into the moist cavern. Regina's fingernails ripped down the blonde's back with knife-like precision as she leaned in closer to the offending body; the only thought in the mayor's mind was that she wanted to be consumed and burned by Emma's fiery power. No one had every marred her this way, it was as if Regina's heart beat only for the blonde and no one else. And there it was again, the fear; the crimson tinted, stomach coiling fear that cut through the brunette's mind every time she let herself fall prey to Emma. And so, taking one last taste of the addicting mouth, Regina pushed the blonde away from her roughly and watched as Emma tumbled to the floor in a heap of limbs. The sight made the brunette nauseous and she spun around quickly, racing down the hallway toward the door. Nothing scared Regina more than letting herself become powerless to another. But, as she wrenched open the door, the brunette felt a dull pang echo throughout her ribs. But nothing—nothing—scared Regina Mills more than the idea of being alone forever.
Emma heard the door slam shut, the cupboards quaking with the impact. Tonguing her cheek, the blonde realized that she could still taste Regina in her mouth and she savored the metallic sweetness that resided there. Licking her lips, she pulled herself from the cold, grimy floor and stomped into her bedroom. As she felt hot, disturbing tears build up within her emerald eyes Emma felt the floor vibrate as the neighbors from below continued to complain about the noise from above. As a tear trailed down her cheek, she stomped on the tiles as loudly as she could.
A/N: This chapter was difficult, but I hope you all enjoy it. And please, PLEASE don't forget to REVIEW! :D