Part V
"I locked you out you punched a hole in the wall"
The moon's light skittered over Storybrooke with its pale and desperate finesse; coating the small town in an eerie blue glow that painted it in ominous streaks. Green eyes peered from a dark window out into the night, watching lazily as the stars twinkled and the trees groaned. Sighing, the blonde pressed her face against the chilled glass and let her gaze droop to the sidewalk. It was useless, she had told herself numerous times, sleep would evade her once again—Emma had barely slept a wink since she had watched Regina's heart break in front of her. The blonde had tried to reason with herself that it was for the best, but her body was constantly betraying her; missing the soothing skilled fingers and burning red lips.
Just as she was about to leave her spot at the window a flash of dark hair and the click of high heels roused Emma from her thoughts. As her heart picked up speed and her fingernails dug deeply into the wood of the window sill the blonde pressed her face against the window. But once her eyes were focused nothing remained and Emma felt something inside of her die then, as if all hope was completely lost.
The relationship had been formed due to carnal, animalistic needs, and yet the blonde missed the simple things about the mayor: the way they would argue about trivial day-to-day things; the way Emma's body would crackle to life when she felt the brunette enter the room. But most of all, the blonde missed the delicate fluttering of her heart when dark eyes would meet her own—the way her spirit would soar at the mention of Regina's name. All of these things waded in her stomach with the weight of a brick; Emma loved the frustrating mayor, and the more her heart beat out the confession the heavier she became.
Wringing her hands in regret, the blonde stumbled over to her bed and was about to curl beneath the thread-bare sheets when a loud knock sounded from the front door. Stiffening, Emma took a shaking breath as she exited her bedroom and tip-toed down the hall. Of course she couldn't see who was there, but the tangling of her heart-strings gave her a clue. As another booming knock echoed through the wood the blonde reached the door and placed a hand on the cold surface; with a burning palm it was as if she could feel her—feel the brunette's energy consuming her.
"I know you're there!" Came a slurred yell from the other side of the door, and Emma shivered at the sound of the mayor's voice. "Open the door!"
"You're drunk…" The blonde mumbled as she turned and pressed her back against the wood. "…just go home."
"I need…" her plea was interrupted by a hiccup, followed by the sound of her body clumsily leaning against the door, "…I need to talk to you."
"Regina!" Emma exclaimed, as she thrust open the door, "go home!"
Taken aback by the quickly opening door, the brunette stumbled a few steps backwards but maintained her balance by bracing herself against the wall. Glassy brown eyes lifted in a daze and her head began to drown with emotion as the blurred face of Emma crept into her gaze. Shaking her head, Regina pushed away from the wall and scuffed over to the door where the blonde stood; she hadn't anticipated being that intoxicated and she certainly hadn't dreamed that Emma would actually acknowledge her presence. And now that the blonde was standing before her, looking at her with those disgusted green eyes the mayor felt herself snap.
"This is all your fault!" Regina nearly screamed, swaying back and forth on her stilettos. "You ruined everything for me!"
"Would you keep your voice down? Jesus…" the blonde cursed as she wiped a hand over her tired face, "…try to maintain some self-control."
"What, do you think I like being like this?" The mayor's voice was shaking uncontrollably; her vocal cords vibrating with rage and pain, "I hate this! I hate ruining everything—I fuck everything up…"
"Regina—"
"Shut up!" The brunette shrieked, losing any composure she had left, "I'm not finished!"
Emma's muscles jumped within her skin at the sound of Regina screaming—she had never seen the dark woman so distraught before; had never seen her in so much raw, unadulterated pain. Tears prickled behind the blonde's eyes and she willed them away with all of the might she could muster.
"Before you got here everything was fine…" Regina whimpered, "…Henry hated me but he was still mine! And then you got here and took him away from me! I hated you for that—I hated everything about you!" She spit, her dark eyes blazing at the blonde. "Then you got to me—you made me think you cared…and for once I believed I could be happy. But you didn't care—and I hate that you did this to me. You made me feel things that I…" Her voice broke then, and she pounded a fist against the wall in frustration; she was disgusted with herself for feeling hurt—for feeling anything but hatred. "…That I just can't feel!"
"I'm sorry…" the blonde whispered, her eyes shining with unshed tears.
The tears were persistent and they inevitably pushed past the surface as her heart exploded with pain; the moist evidence of her own guilt trailed down her cheeks. The invasion of emotion had broken something within Emma and she couldn't seem to control herself as her stomach clenched and her heart skipped a beat. As her watery green gaze flickered up she noticed that Regina had begun crying as well and it took every single aching protest from her mind to stop her body from reaching out to the brunette. She couldn't, the blonde spit at herself, she couldn't let herself fall prey to Regina—she would only be hurt in the end. With this thought in her mind, Emma grimaced as she turned away from the mayor and shut the door, locking it soundlessly.
"You made me love you…" the brunette sobbed under her breath as the door closed in her face, "…this was supposed to be my happy ending…"
Sliding down the wood, the blonde fell onto the floor beside the door and cried silently. She could still hear the mayor on the other side and it killed Emma to see her that way—it was like a knife was twisting within her chest in search of her heart. But she couldn't lose her resolve; the blonde couldn't live her life waiting for Regina to love her—love. It was soft, barely a whisper, and yet Emma had heard it as loudly as if it had been screamed: you made me love you. The sentence pounded in her chest fervently and before she could think about it the blonde was scrambling into a standing position and pressing her hand against the lock.
"This was supposed to be mine!" The brunette screamed as all of the pain that had plagued her for years came racing through her veins; with each heart-breaking memory Regina pounded her fist against the wall. "This was supposed to be my happy ending!"
Just as the blonde turned the lock and thrust open the door the mayor's fist struck the wall one final time and it shattered under her force; her hand disappearing within the thin lining. The loud cracking of wood as it collapsed against her made they brunette's knees buckle. As she removed her bloodied knuckles from the hole, Regina felt her legs give out in exhaustion and she began to fall. But, instead of hitting the hard, cold floor as she had imagined, the mayor felt herself collide against something soft and warm. Blinking through her tears the brunette cocked her head to the side and her eyes found Emma's tear-streaked face. Unsure of how she should feel, Regina began fighting against the soothing arms that cradled her. But her body was spent of all energy and she begrudgingly sank further into the embrace.
With her chest still heaving with sobs, the mayor let her brown eyes flutter shut—letting her liquor addled mind spin into oblivion. Just as her world began to disintegrate beneath her the brunette felt tender fingers comb through her hair, and gentle lips caress her forehead in a breathtaking kiss. As Regina's body shivered with sensation, and her heart beat rapidly within her chest everything went black.
A/N: Only two parts left to go and this series is over! This part was really heavy, and it definitely took a while to get it to a place where I didn't hate it. I'm still not very happy with the outcome but I'm glad that I've gotten through it relatively unscathed, haha. But, like always, let me know how you felt about this chapter by REVIEWING!