Authors Note: Yes! I know! It's really short, but I told someone i would update soon and that was a while back. So here we are, and before anyone ask she can drive because she got he license back, and she has a car because there was a car on the estate that was left to her. She obviously cleaned it SO much, and like sterilized it.
But, if you have anymore questions that don't spoil I will answer! :) Also, I wont be updating my other story (He Didn't Have To Be) as quickly as I have been because I just got a job.
I know, I said this chapter would be a Robin PoV. But, as I was writing it, it seemed too forced, so I went with this. I hope you enjoy!
And thank you to whoever pointed out my mistake! I'm so sorry, i didn't notice I put that. It has been corrected.
She couldn't wait any longer, she just couldn't. It had already been a week since she had been rescued. She kept putting it off, going back there, but now she had to. She just needed to know. So that's why she was driving to the place that was basically her home. That's why her hands were shaking as she drove. Her throat scratchy and her stomach doing cartwheels.
She had so many questions going through her brain. So many questions where she thought of what the answer might be. But she could't guess anymore, she had to know. She needed the real answers. And the first one she wanted was; Why? Why he picked her. She knew that she wouldn't just walk in and find the answer but she also knew that the answer might be there and that was enough.
She was getting closer and as she did her stomach felt tight, and she felt sick. So she pulled over, through her guts up. She couldn't chicken out, she couldn't she told herself. She needed to find out all these answers. She needed to know! So she grabbed a napkin and wiped her mouth, couldn't do anything about cleaning her mouth right now. So she climbed back into the drivers seat and started to drive.
She swallowed a lump in her throat them make a face at the taste in her mouth. Maybe she could stop somewhere, was she close to a gas station? There had to be one somewhere. As she started to pull back out into the road she saw something. Something that for a second made her stop. Made her almost pass out, but then she blinked and it was gone, he was gone. She looked harder, she couldn't find him.
What was happening? She wanted to get out of the car and go look, she if what she saw was true. But then she told herself that it wasn't, that she was just making another excuse as to why she wasn't going to the estate. So she kept going, started driving. After few, maybe 10 minutes she saw a gas station and she stopped. Went in and got some water, rinsed out her mouth.
Then she was back on the road. Driving, feeling so nervous. She was getting closer and it was terrifying. She was tense, so tense. Her legs started to get sore, she told herself to relax. He wasn't there, she wasn't going to get kidnapped again. She is going to find answers she needs. But that didn't help. It didn't settle her nerves. But she finally made it, she finally got there.
She climbed out of the car, keys in her hand. But when she saw the door was open her heart started to race. She couldn't breathe. She started to back up, then she heard a voice. "Hello? Is someone out there?" A female voice asked, but Regina was froze. A girl, young, pixie hair cut, fair skin walked out. Smile on her face, didn't quite meet her eyes. She was beautiful, that was obvious.
"You must be Regina!" She exclaimed and quickly walk towards her. "My dad told me so much about you! I'm so sorry i couldn't meet you sooner, and also that it was under these circumstances. I know you loved my dad." She had sad eyes, teary eyes. But what was she talking about? "I'm sorry?" She asked and then the girl looked confused "I'm Mary Margret." She stated.
Regina knew who she was, that wasn't her question. "Why would I love your father?" She asked, she wasn't emotional. No. He wanted her that way, she would't let it be that way, and she certainly wouldn't cry in front of his kid. "Because you and my father were married." She stated her brows knitted together. "We most certainly were not!" Regina said.
Mary looked even more confused "My dad told me that you were his wife, that you two were trying for kids..." She told her. Was that why the last few times he didn't wear anything? No! She didn't want to think about that. "Where is your mother?" Regina asked, wanting to change the subject. This girl obviously loved her father. Why ruin her memories?
"She died, after I was born." Mary stated, sadly. Maybe her mother was kidnapped by this Leopold as well? Maybe he raped her and told everyone they were married? Maybe after he got her pregnant he killed her? "How?" Regina asked, Mary had this look and Regina just wanted to slap her. "She had a heart attack. Dad told me that her body couldn't handle having me." Mary told her and then continued "Why are you here?" Regina cleared her throat. What was she to say? Your father left me this land to torture me.
But instead I took it so I could get some answers. She couldn't very well say that! "Your father left this place to me." That worked, she thought. "My...Why?" She asked stunned. "I'm his daughter!" She said, confused. "I don't know." She did. She knew why. But she wasn't telling this girl. The girl walked away and called someone, Regina didn't feel right snooping around while the girl was here so she made light conversation. Trying to get information out of her.
An hour later a car pulled up and the girl told Regina by and left. She probably can't drive yet. She quickly turned and went into the house, it was as dirty as ever. When she walked in she saw the hallway, the one that led to the bathroom and another room she'd never been in. His bedroom maybe? She wanted to know. She she went back that way.
When she got back there, and opened the door, she almost dropped her keys. It was a room full of pictures. Pictures of her, long before she was kept here. Pictures of her walking down the street with Daniel. Pictures of her hanging with her friends, eating ice cream. He stalked her?! Then she saw everything that was in there, she went straight to the desk. So many papers.
She looked at one of them, a bank statement. She shuffled through more, it was a bunch of junk. He was defiantly a pack rat. Then one piece of paper, a document, in particular stood out to her. A marriage license and certificate. Then she read the names. She was actually married to the sick bastard! She dropped the papers to the ground. What else was she going to find out? Was it better being in the dark?
She hasn't even really found anything and she's already wanting to run! She swallowed down her fear and kept looking, she still didn't know why her. Why he picked her, she now knew he stalked her, but she didn't know why her. So she kept looking. She opened a desk drawer and screamed. After that scream she heard foot steps, running. She started to back up. Who was here? She picked a bad day to face her fear!