NOTE: Believe or not, I will be wrapping up this story soon.
Regina moved aside so Emma could come in the room. Emma came in and saw the suitcase was out.
"Moving on," she said.
"Going home."
"Oh, and here I thought bringing you back home was going to be hard."
"You came here to bring me home?"
"Don't sound so surprised," Emma said. "Did you honestly think that I was going to sit still back in Storybrooke when you just took off like that?"
"I didn't think you would be bothered by it, beyond having to watch Henry."
"How can you say that?"
"How could you sleep with Ruby?"
The words were out of her mouth before she had even realized she was about to say it. It was none of her business who Emma slept with. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that."
"I didn't sleep with Ruby," Emma sighed. "It is way past time we talk."
"You didn't sleep with Ruby?"
"No. I was trying to …"
Before she could finish the sentence, Regina was kissing her. Emma melted into the kiss. Her lips felt amazing on hers, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around Regina, pulling her in closer. This, she thought, this was the kiss she had been waiting for all her life.
Regina was the first to stop kissing. "I'm sorry,"
"Hey you never have to apologize for doing that."
"No, I mean for interrupting you," she smiled. "You were saying."
"I have no idea," Emma said smiling back. She just wanted to kiss her again.
"What were you trying to do?"
"I was trying to make you jealous,"
Regina backed up out of her embrace. "You were trying to make me jealous."
Emma didn't like the look on Regina's face. "Um … yeah … I mean I just wanted you to realize that you and I … you know were meant to be together."
Regina took a step back again. "You mean you knew … you knew I felt this way about you and you … this is how you chose to deal with it?"
"What? No. Listen to me …"
"You knew and you what chose to toy with me?"
"Regina, no, would you please listen to me."
"Get out."
"No."
"Miss Swan, get out now."
"If you would just calm down. I can explain every thing. I can explain about the essay."
"The essay? You mean Henry's essay about us? What about it?"
Emma could feel the situation getting out of control. "Henry, he wants us to be a family, a real family. We didn't know if you … we wanted to get your attention and then when we got into that fight, I just … I wanted to make you see that you and I are good together."
"You manipulated me and you involved our son? Get out. Get out now before I call the cops. You aren't sheriff here."
"Ok, ok," Emma said holding her hands up and backing up to the door. "Just know that I want this and I know you want this."
Emma left and Regina sunk to her knees and cried.
Emma had booked a room in the hotel that night. She felt horrible about how things had gone and while she tried to talk to Regina in the morning, Regina merely walked by her to her car and left.
That is how she found herself here on the boardwalk in this little town sitting on a bench looking at the sea.
When an old man asked if he could sit down she barely looked at him.
"You look like someone who is as love sick as I have ever seen a person. Hi, my name is Frank."
"Emma," she said not looking at him.
"You wouldn't be Regina's Emma, would you?"
This time she looked at him.