So, here's Emma's POV part dos.

Sadly, I have bad news for all of us. I'm entering partials' time, so I don't think I'll have time to update in a month so, until may the 8th I'll most likely not be able to update any of my stories. Since Big Girls is kind of cliffhanger-y at the moment, I'll just let you know that this is a SQ and Snowing fic, and they will -eventually- have their happy ending :)

Next chapter will be Snowing, (Snow's POV, ofc)

This chapter is dedicated to emmawatsonfan1, I told you I'd post before tuesday! :P

I hope you'll still be here in one month (and a bit more).

Hugs,

M.

EMMA'S POV

I hate the world today.

Everything in the ship seemed to upset me. I was angry at everyone. And the worse part is that I couldn't drink anymore, because I couldn't afford to get drunk in the party I was organising. At least it was coming to an end, just thirty minutes to midnight, thirty minutes until the firework show; then my job was done, and I was free to go.

I hadn't seen Mary Margaret nor Ruby during the whole party, not that I had looked for them. If they would see me in my state, they would ask. And if they started with the questions I wouldn't be able to keep the tears inside. And tears was something I couldn't afford, not this night, not in this place.

Then, just when I thought my life couldn't get worse, I spotted David and his ex-whore, (I'm sorry, ex-girlfriend) talking on a corner. David was trying to keep the distance, but Kathryn kept invading his personal space. That bitch. I don't know what got into me, either the overly protective sister or the overly protective best friend; but I just walked straight towards them, and before my mind could process my words, I blurted: "So, you are not working the street's corner tonight, I see,"

David seemed embarrassed by my comment "I am so sorry," he apologized to her, and then he added "Would you excuse us?"

Kathryn nodded, but by her facial expression I knew she was not amused that David was moving away from her. HA! David grabbed me by the arm and dragged me away from Kathryn, his semi-tight grabbed almost didn't let me enjoy Kathryn's face. Almost.

"What the hell was that?" He asked me annoyed.

"You are supposed to be dating Mary Margaret," I said poking him in the chest "Let go of me," I protested trying to free myself from David's grip, I was not hurting - David would never hurt me - but I didn't like people holding me.

David, however, did the opposite of what I told him to do, he brought me closer "You have no idea what is going on, you would if you would have had the decency to talk to me like Mary Margaret did,"

"You talked to her?" I asked confused.

"Yes, I did," he confirmed, the my brother sighed and started telling my a story I didn't really want to hear, "Kathryn family is broke, he father was involved in some fiasco and was sent to jail, the FBI took everything they owned. Kathryn came her to ask for a loan to finish her studies,"

"She came to ask for money?!" I asked in shock, "Well, at least this time she was honest about it," I shrugged. I never liked Kathryn, I had always suspected she was after one thing, my brother's inheritance. I guess I was right, like always.

"She just need them to finish her studies, Emma," he tried to reason with me. "She will pay them back as soon as she starts working,"

I didn't care about her tragedy, I hated when people were interested in me just because of the money. I just wished David wouldn't be so naïve. "When were you planning on telling me you'd lend her money?" I furrowed my brows.

"It is my money to spend, Emma,"

"No, it is our money, David," I crossed my arms, usually I didn't care about lending or giving money, we had more than enough. But Kathryn didn't deserve anything from us, not even pity.

"Well, I will lend her our money," he said, making emphasis in the our.

"What the fuck, David? Seriously -,"

"Is there a problem here?" someone interrupted me, I hated being interrupted. Specially when it was on a fight.

David and I, both turned our faces to meet with Regina, who was staring at us with her arms crossed and a stoic facial expression. Ah, great. More people I had been trying to avoid the whole evening.

"No," David replied dryly and shifted his gaze from Regina to Emma. "The decision is made, I will lend her the money," he added before he let me go. Then, David walked into the party, leaving Regina alone with me.

"Are you alright, dear?"

"Not your problem,"

"Actually, when you and your brother decide to make a scene on my party, is it," Regina walked towards her, "Emma, just because we couldn't work things out doesn't mean that I don't care about you,"

I laughed "We couldn't work things out?" I spat "I told you I love you, and you just stood quiet,"

"And hours later you broke up with me, remember?"

I didn't reply anything, the pain was too fresh in my mind and heart, I had to use all my force to prevent my eyes from tearing... and my fist from crashing Regina's face - now that wouldn't be a way to finish the party that so far was perfect.

"My parents are here," I said after I had my feelings under control.

"I know,"

"And you didn't think on telling me?" what was up with people hiding stuff from me?

"I didn't want you jumping into wrong conclusions,"

"Like what?"

"Like what you are thinking right now," she looked straight into my eyes, "That I only hired your for their money,"

"Well, you are certainly good at guessing wrong conclusions,"

"Emma, your father hates my mother ever since she gave Mr. Gold the exclusive ownership of all the groceries and markets of Storybrooke." she explained.

We both stayed silent for a while. I knew it was true, I knew that my parents strongly disliked Cora, but I didn't understand why she couldn't just tell me that my parents were founding her campaign. I wouldn't have thought ill of her, probably. After all I had just tell David that I didn't want to lend money to Kathryn, and the woman had been straightforward about her situation.

Damn, this woman knew me too well. But still, she didn't think I would find out? Of course I would, eventually. She should have known it would make me even angrier.

Regina caressed my cheek, and her touch brought me back to reality "Are you alright?"

"Yes," I replied moving my face away from Regina's hand.

I was angry at Regina for making me breaking up with her and now pretending to cared. At David for being nice towards that bimbo. And honestly, at Mary Margaret for not stepping up. She was probably proud of David for lending his money to a person in need. That's the reason why bitches always take the good women's husbands! Fucking naïvety.

"Are you sure?"

My eyes met with Regina's. Did she really cared?

No, I was not alright, I was in the verge of the biggest breakdown I had ever felted, and I needed someone to be there for me, I needed her to be there for me. I was about to open my mouth and reply, to open to her again, when: "Regina!"

We turned to see who had called the candidate to mayor. And, even if it had been Regina's skin the one that lost its color, I didn't feel any better. I knew perfectly who the man was, even if we had never met.

"Daniel?" the brunette let a breath out, "What are you doing here?"

"I came to support your campaign, of course!" Daniel replied walking towards us with a charming smile on his face, "Come on, there's a lot of things to talk about, a lot of catching up to do," apparently I didn't exist for him. No wonder why Graham hated him, he was a dick. With a capital D.

Regina shifted her gaze from Daniel to me. I could see it in her eyes, she wanted to talk to him, she wanted to catch up. I never thought the day would come in which Regina would have to choose between Daniel and I; I had prayed for it to never happen, because I knew that she would choose him - in a heart beat.

"I - are you sure you are alright?" the brunette asked me one more time.

I nodded, lying to Regina. I loved her, I wanted her to be happy. And she was obviously happy with Daniel, the only thing I could do was let her go. Even if it broke me on the inside.

"Do you mind if I go in?" Regina asked.

"Why would I?" I replied dryly, "It is not like you are my girlfriend or something," I added and walked away, leaving an apparently hurt Regina behind.

I was a mess, my life was a mess. I wandered on the yacht, among the guests, biting the internal side of my cheek to control the tears that threatened to escape. 'Conceal, damn it, Swan!' It was getting harder, the tears were getting heavier and the gravity would soon do its work. Just when I was about to give up and let the tears run down, I saw Mary Margaret talking to Ruby. I walked towards my friends, as fast as I could without running, they were whispering something silently and very fast.

"Emma!" Mary Margaret said when she acknowledged my presence, "We've been looking for you," Ruby nodded.

"I can't find -" David shut up when he saw me, he then slid his arm around my shoulders without saying anything else and brought me closer, "I've got you," he said and caressed the back of my head. There was no doubt that they all knew that Daniel was here.

I heard the fireworks exploding on the background, and I couldn't help but imagining Regina and Daniel making out under the colored sparkles. It sickened me, because I had planned that for us, for Regina and I; now, it seemed I had planned it in another life.

"Can we please go somewhere else?" I asked, almost in a whisper. They all understood the message behind her voice.

"Sure, sweetie," Ruby said rubbing my back, "Let's go, home,"

We didn't head back home; I didn't need to sleep this off, I needed to forget it ever happened. So David drove his truck to the Rabbit Hole, it surprised me that he had agreed on taking me drinking, I knew he hated to see me wasted; it had also surprised me he had left Kathryn to come with us, with me. Sometimes, I underestimate how awesome my big brother was. All the anger I had towards him had disappeared, sure he could annoy me, but he would always be there for me.

Inside the pub, the usual crowd drank their beverages and sang and yelled - it was good to have some normality back in my life.

"How are you feeling?" Ruby asked placing a tequila shot in front of me,

"Fine," I muttered, "I'm fine, fine" I repeated, not un purpose.

"If you keep repeating it, maybe I'll believe it,"

"Keep bringing the tequila shots and we will both believe it," I said with a sad smile and Ruby squished my hand. "Where are David and Mary Margaret?" I inquired when I realized that the were nowhere to be found, I even scanned through the crowd but didn't find them.

"Probably making out after their first 'fight', if you can call it that way," Ruby joked.

From her tone I could understand that the talk between Mary Margaret and David had been just as any other talk they had: civilized and respectful. No drama or whatsoever. I sometimes wondered what it would be like, to have someone who you fit so perfectly that you don't even have to fight. Probably boring.

"Maybe they are having sex in the truck," Ruby commented, bringing me back to reality for a few seconds, just before I started to imagine David and Mary Margaret naked, laying in the truck's leather seats, doing -

I stopped my thoughts. "Thanks for the image you just put in my mind, Rubes,"

She giggled and ordered another round of shots. At this rate, we would get waisted in no time. Not that I cared. I had stayed sober for as long as Regina and I had dated. And now I was single, heart-broken, and fucking ready to get drunk. Not even the voice of my conscience bothered to try to stop me.

"I thought Regina was the one," I said when I finished my fourth shot.

"I understand you," Ruby replied. "I'm a romantic myself, I've met at least 100 the ones,"

"I think you don't understand the concept of the one,"

"Oh, I do," she nodded "There's the one you meet in high school, the one that backpacks with you through America, the one that makes you read Love in times of Cholera and Wuthering Heights," I arched an eyebrow, wondering if she realized that all those "ones" were Belle, "And then, there's the one that leaves you for another man,"

"Wait," I tried to sober up, but there was too much tequila in my system, "Belle is gone?"

Ruby didn't even pretend it was not Belle who she was talking about. My friend just stared at her drink, "She left with that guy, Killian's friend," Ruby said absently, million thoughts seemed to be lingering in her mind.

"She didn't even say bye!" I protested hitting my glass against the table, the sound alerted the bartender. To make up for my display of anger, I ordered another round. I had seen Belle today, I had been with her yesterday and the day before that, she didn't mention about moving away - not even a hint! We were supposed to be friends!

Did no one in this god-dammed town understood the concept of loyalty?

"She passed by the restaurant today," Ruby explained, "After you and M left. She was with him, and when she told me, I just lost it." the brunette slid her finger on her glass's edge, "I pretty much kicked her out of the diner and told her to go away and never come back,"

"Are you kidding me?!" I asked in shock "You didn't even tell her how you felt? What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"What the fuck is wrong with me?" Ruby repeated. She didn't sound angry, she sounded sad. "After how I treated her, I couldn't ask her to stay for me, Emma," the brunette said, she was right - up to some point. "I fucked up, right?"

'Yes, you did'

"No," I said, contradicting my thoughts, "You just didn't see what you had in front of you," I added and squished her hand. "I can't believe you held this in all this time," I told her, she probably was hurt as bad as I am was, but she didn't show it, she didn't bitch about it. She went to the party with her best fake smile on, it had even fooled us, and did her job. She was Superman.

She pursed her lips into a smile, not really buying my words, but she seemed grateful that I didn't make her feel worse. To be honest, I had already too much pain in my mind, adding an even more broken-hearted Ruby to that wouldn't help. Call it selfish, I don't really care.

"What am I going to do now?" my friend said, resting her head against the table "what will we do?"

The bartender placed the tequila shots I had ordered in front of us. I grabbed my drink and raised it until it was at my face's height, Ruby followed my example. "Here's to fucking broken-hearts and new beginnings," I said, sooner or later we would have to get over Regina and Belle, so why not start today?

Ruby repeated my sentence and gently crashed her shot glass against mine, then we drank the glass's content. Once I read that the alcohol burned in your chest, because it was there where the injuries were being healed; and then, it made you numb, so you could forget about what caused them, and how deep they hurt. Those words had never been so true.

"I have an idea," a drunk Ruby said after our tenth round, or at least after the tenth round that I had counted, "Let do a summer semester,"

I laughed at her idea. Leave it to Ruby to make awesome jokes when she was drunk.

"I am serious," she protested, "We are both missing just one semester to graduate. It's a perfect excuse to leave town,"

"Ruby, if we want to leave town, I'm sure I can arrange for a trip to my family's house in Europe,"

"Yeah, but this way, when the fall starts, we start working," Ruby argued, "And right now, I think work is the only thing that will take my mind away from Belle,"

"That and alcohol," I grinned, but considered her idea, it was true. I knew working would keep my mind off Regina, and my parents would never let me open a company on my own before getting a degree, "Alright, Rubes," I agreed with her, "I'll call tomorrow to enroll us for the summer semester,"

"Well," Ruby said trying to put a smile on her face, "I say we drink to that,"

I nodded and ordered another round. But after making the toast to our last college semester I paid the tab and stood up, "Let go and grab something to eat," I proposed, I could barely stand on my own,

"Great idea," Ruby replied standing up. She couldn't walk on her own either, but between the two of us, we managed to walk more than alright - we had practiced the drunken-walk for many years, "I say we get something natural. Sushi?" She proposed as we walked out of the bar.

I laughed. It was the first time I laughed today, "That's not natural food,"

"It's fish,"

"Fish is not round," I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever," Ruby giggled, "We are getting sushi,"

Mary Margaret and David were not having sex like Ruby had commented - Thank God. They were sitting on the pickup truck bed and stargazing. How could a couple be so disgustingly sweet? Seriously! it was not fair for the rest of us, poor unfortunate souls.

"Guyssss," Ruby hissed, "We are going to get some ssssushi, wanna come?"

"You don't have to, tho," I added, I didn't want to ruin their evening, it seemed perfect "We can manage on our own,"

David studied me, "Fine, but call me if anything happens, alright?" he said, he obviously didn't know how much alcohol we had drunk; if he knew, he wouldn't have let me go so easily. I nodded at him and then Ruby and I walked away.

We grabbed our favourite rolls to-go and decided to sneak into the stables. It was something Ruby and I had done often through out the years. There was something about the horses sleeping on a standing on position that always calmed us. It was a mechanism of defence, Belle had explained us once, not defence per se, but it was a way to prevent getting eaten by other animals. We always admired their ability to pretend that they were awake when they were really resting, but they were still alert and ready to run for their lives.

Off all the horses, my favorite one was a brown male horse, he looked like a normal horse, but he had a white spot in the front of his head, and I had always liked that. I didn't know his name nor owner since Ruby and I never came into the stables during the day; so I had named him Flake - as a shorter for SnowFlake. At first, I had been afraid of the majestic horse, but soon we became familiar and sometimes, I would even sit on his back and pet him. Flake's owner must really love him, though, because his hair was always combed and his fur always shined. Flake's owner definitely took care of him.

Every time we snuck into the stables, I would steal an apple or two from a tree next to the stables and I would give them to Flake, this time was not different.

"Ruby?" I spoke when I stopped in front of Flake's box stall, "Am I like really drunk, or is Flake missing?"

"I don't think you'll ever be drunk enough to not see a horse as big as Flake," Ruby replied and we both entered to his stall.

His place was empty, the door was open. Had he ran away? Has he hurt? Then I realised that the riding gear that usually hung on one of the side wall was missing. I let a breath out, his owned had taken him away, probably for a competition.

"Am I like really drunk, or am I hearing the sound of galloping?" Ruby asked. At first I thought that she was making fun of me, but then I heard the galloping top.

"No one can find us here," I panicked, "Let's hide behind that food thingie!" I proposed and walked towards the hay rack without giving a second thought to my idea, Ruby followed.

Ruby and I ducked behind the rack and stayed quiet, even in our drunk state we knew how not to make a sound. It had also taken years of practice, and getting caught by the late sheriff and by Graham couple of times. The galloping slowed down, and the sound of the horse's steps became louder, as if they were closer to us. Then I saw Flake's black legs interring into his stall. I raised my head to see who was the rider, it had always intrigued me who owned my horse.

"Regina?!" I let out. My voice seemed to startled her, because she jumped a little bit. "What are you doing with Flake?!"

"Emma? Flake? What?" she sounded confused,

"Flake," I repeated, "My horse,"

"The one I'm riding?" Regina raised an eyebrow "His name is Rocinante, and he's my horse,"

"Flake is yours?" I repeated. Trying to hide how sad I felt by my discovery. Another thing I wouldn't be able to enjoy anymore.

"Yes, Rocinante is my horse," Regina said and got down the horse, "I got it when I was a girl, and he was a pony," she was holding the horse by his reins, as if the horse could attack me if she would let him loose.

"Then that makes it the longest relationship you have ever had," I pointed out, apparently it sounded more mean than what I had intended it to sound. "Well, we won't bother you nor your horse anymore," I added, but before leaving I took the apple I had taken for the horse and handled it to the animal. He ate it in no time.

Regina looked at me with a surprise look on her face. "You are not afraid of him?" She asked, as if it wouldn't be obvious.

"I guess we have something in common," I shrugged, "be both love you, and you treat us like your pets,"

"Emma," she started in a hushed voice, but someone called her name and she stopped herself from saying anything else.

"Why did you run off like that?" Daniel asked, he had just arrived to the stables, also riding a horse. Once again, he didn't even notice I was there.

"I have too many things on my mind at the moment, Daniel," Regina replied, combing her horse.

"It is a simple yes or no question," he stated and I felt my world falling to my feet with that statement. Had he ask her to get married? What did she want to reply? Why hadn't she replied already?

"Can you give me a minute, Daniel?" Regina inquired, and for the first time Daniel realized my presence.

"Is this little Nolan?" he asked amused "Well, I see you have outgrown the horrible teenager years,"

"Daniel," Regina said in a tone that only meant 'leave before I kill you with my bare hands'. He nodded and went away to put his horse into another stall. They already acted like a married couple.

"Does your brother know you are here?" she asked me, when it was just Ruby, she and I in Flake's stable. Were we again in the 'I'm just your brothers best friend' face?

"As a matter of fact he does," I snapped, "and if my brother, who has the right to worry, let me come; then you, who have no right, shouldn't even comment,"

"Common, Emma," Regina said, almost in a hurt tone, "Don't be like that,"

The way she looked at me, it almost made me melt. I just wanted to reach out, grabbed her by the neck and pull her in a long and passionate kiss - something I would totally regret later. But there was too much alcohol in my blood to think about later.

"Stop it, Regina!" it was Ruby's voice what made Regina look away from me, "What is wrong with you? Can't you see she's hurting because of you?" Ruby stood between me and Regina. She always thought she was the group's alpha-male, and that it was her duty to protect us from any threat. "You already made her feel like nothing, what else do you want?"

"It was never my intension," Regina tried to excuse herself, "None of this,"

I dug my nails into Ruby's arm, letting her know that I was not alright, that I was about to break, and that I didn't want Regina seeing me in that state.

"Just, don't," Ruby almost spat. "Go back to your campaign, to Daniel and your founders, to everything you wanted, and leave us out of it," I could feel the hate on Ruby's words "leave Emma out of it," my friend corrected herself.

"Very well," she said before her voice could break, "I'll have to ask you to get out of Rocinante's stall now, you are both clearly intoxicated and regardless of what you think of me, I still care about both of you,"

I didn't say anything to Regina, neither did Ruby. My friend exited the stable without even looking at Regina. Before I followed her, I walked towards the brown horse and hugged him, "Good bye, Flake," I whispered; deep down, I was sure I would never see him again. And it just broke my heart even more. I couldn't hold the tears in anymore, I had lost two of my favourite living beings in one day.

Letting go of the horse, I cleaned the tears from my face. Then I gazed at Regina, she was looking straight at me. "I hope you are happy," was the only thing I could say before the tears went down my cheeks again. I wanted to add 'you broke me,' but I managed to keep a bit of my dignity.

"Emma!" I heard her say when I turned and started walking, but I didn't look back. She had made her decision, and I had made mine.