Once Emma entered back into the hallway, she was instantly grabbed by the hand and dragged towards the bathrooms. Almost immediately, she identified the person attached to her arms as Ruby. Halting the woman in her tracks, she questioned her, "What the heck, Rubes? Are you trying to take my arm off?"
Ignoring her friend's question, the taller girl retorted, "The girl at the bar…that's her, isn't it?" Emma froze at the brunette's words, unable to cultivate a response before she began speaking again. "Damn, Ems. And you slept with her!"
Darting her eyes around the empty corridor, Emma attempted to hush the girl, bringing her own voice down to a whisper. "Don't you think I know that?" The blonde dropped her head dejectedly. "Now she hates me."
Flashing the blonde a confused expression, Ruby responded, "Why? It's not like you knew this would happen." Meeting her friend's gaze, the shorter girl explained, "But I let her buy me drinks and I'm underage." Shaking her head at the blonde, the brunette retorted, "She shouldn't have assumed. That's bad on her part, not yours."
Taking in her friend's words, Emma began to feel as if it wasn't all her fault, after all. "You know, Ruby. You're right," she concluded. A wide smile spread across her friend's face as she continued, "If she wants to be pissed at me for what happened, well…two can play at that game."
"Damn right," exclaimed the brunette, proud of herself for cheering up the blonde. Emma was determined to speak to the woman again, so she planned on visiting her classroom during lunch hours to set the record straight.
When Emma had built up enough courage to confront Regina, she tossed away the remainder of her meal and headed for the brunette's door. After she turned into the classroom, she was shocked to find out that the teacher was not alone.
"Miss Swan," greeted Regina with a knowing look. "How nice of you to join us." Emma entered the room hesitantly, her eyes still glued to the male form leaning against Regina's desk. Noticing the blonde's line of sight, the brunette introduced the man. "This is Robin, my husband." Emma's eyes went wide at the admission.
'Her what?! And that bitch had the audacity to call me out?!' The blonde was now furious with the brunette teacher in front of her, but she didn't give the woman the satisfaction by showing it. Reluctantly, she offered her hand to the man, shaking it politely. "Hi," she greeted with mock politeness. "I'm Emma. Emma Swan."
Flashing her eyes to the brunette, she saw a hint of nervousness in the woman's eyes. Furrowing her brows at the woman's expression, she brought her gaze back to the speaking man. "Nice to meet you. Now if you don't mind-" Robin began, only to be cut off by his wife.
"Actually, honey," the brunette interrupted, resulting in Emma contorting her face in disgust at the woman's term of endearment for the man. "I actually had some things to discuss with my student." Emma could sense the tension between the pair and suddenly felt awkward being caught in the middle of it. Nodding, Robin offered his goodbyes and left the room hesitantly, not before informing the woman of their dinner plans to 'talk about things' later.
Once the man was out of earshot, Regina released a breath she wasn't aware she was holding. "Thank god he's gone," she breathed out in relief. "Thank you for that by the way." Making her way closer to the brunette, Emma retorted, "Oh, don't thank me yet. I'm beyond pissed right now. I had come here to call you out on your BS, but now I see you've done that just fine by yourself."
Sensing the blonde's rage, Regina attempted to calm the blonde, "If you would just listen to me, I can explain. Robin-"
Cutting the woman off, Emma backed away slightly. "No, you've done enough speaking. It's my turn now." Regina shut her mouth and prompted the woman to continue. "You're married, Regina! Freaking married and you have the nerve to be pissed at mefor what happened," the blonde yelled, not caring who could hear her.
"I know, I know," admitted the brunette, her eyes pleading to the blonde. "I shouldn't have blamed you for it. I was just so…shocked at what happened that I didn't know how to respond. A lot has happened lately. Things that you couldn't understand."
Raising her eyebrows challengingly, Emma retorted, "Try me."
Exhaling deeply, Regina readied herself for what she was about to say, having not told anyone of the event before. "About three months ago, I caught my husband cheating on me with another woman. At the time, I thought he was the only one for me, but apparently I wasn't enough for him."
Regina caught Emma's gaze then continued, "We agreed to go to counseling to try to make the marriage work, but then he told me that he got the woman pregnant. That was it for me. That woman could give him something that I could never do." The brunette casted her eyes down at the ground, remembering how they had tried to create a family together than found out she was infertile.
"So, I left," Regina explained to the blonde, avoiding her concerned gaze. "I left and I found a job here…and I found you." Emma gulped, letting the new information sink in. "But that still doesn't change the fact that I'm your teacher and you're my student," the brunette added dejectedly.
The blonde nodded in response, her mind still reeling over the woman's previous admission. Meeting the brunette's gaze, Emma responded, "So, what are you going to do now? Does he know about us?"
"No," Regina responded instantly, shaking her head. "And he won't find out." Staring intensely into the blonde's hazel orbs, she pleaded to the girl not to tell him. She wanted to handle things in her own way, without any other drama being added into the mix.
Emma didn't know how to respond to the woman, having never been in any situation like this before. It was all a bit overwhelming for the girl. As for Regina, she wanted to be done with it all. When she had moved, she left a note for Robin, hoping that she was done with him for good. Unfortunately, we don't always get what we want.
The class bell rang, signaling the end of the lunch period, drawing both Emma and Regina out of their inner musings.
"I guess I should go now," Emma said awkwardly. Nodding, Regina responded to the girl, "Yes, that would be best." Debating whether or not to add to her statement, the brunette finished, "I'll see you tomorrow, Miss Swan."
'How come whenever something good happens in my life, things have to always get so damn complicated,' the blonde grumbled to herself as she walked out the door.