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"Emma…" Regina broke the kiss, and looked at her as if to say, 'What the hell?'

Emma looked back at Regina with a mix of hurt and amazement. She'd wanted desperately to do this; she had needed to kiss Regina.

"I have to go," Regina said and moved swiftly towards the door.

Emma fell down on the floor as Regina closed the door behind her, with her back towards her bed, and cried. She felt that she'd ruined everything; why did she have to be that stupid? She'd probably wrecked it all, and Regina would never want to talk to her again. All because Regina had just looked so beautiful, and Emma couldn't fight the urge to kiss her.

She had no idea how long she'd been sitting on the floor when she heard a knock on her door. "Just go away!" Emma yelled through her tears.

Unfortunately, the person on the other side refused to leave and instead opened the door and peered in. "Emma?"

To Emma's surprise it wasn't Mary Margaret, but Graham. "What are you doing here?" she said, and tried to wipe away her tears.

"Your sister was worried about you, but she didn't exactly say why. I was worried, too; I hadn't seen you in a while, and I wanted to make sure nothing was wrong."

Of course, Emma thought to herself. Mary Margaret had probably seen Regina run out of here and realized something was wrong. Her sister also knew her well enough to know she wouldn't want to talk to her now.

"Would you believe me if I said there was nothing wrong?" Emma asked, still wiping away her tears.

"Not even remotely," Graham said. He closed the door and sat down next to her. "Do you want to talk about it? Apparently I am a very good listener," he said, and wiped the tears away from her cheek.

"No. Maybe. I don't know. I don't know anything anymore."

"Did someone do something to you? Do I need to go beat some guy up?"

"No, no... I did something extremely stupid. I screwed everything up!" Emma was reaching a state where she was done being sad and started to reach anger - not at Regina, but at herself for ruining everything so quickly.

"I don't really know you that well, but whatever you did I doubt it was that bad."

"Exactly. You don't know me, so why do you even care?"

Great, now she had definitely reached anger. Didn't she just skip a few stages of grief? Whatever; Emma had never really followed the rules or what was expected of her after all.

"Because I do. What man can refuse a damsel in distress?" Graham smiled at her, and Emma felt almost sorry for him. He was such a good guy, who was obviously wasting his time barking up the wrong tree.

"Thanks, but I am not looking for a white knight." Emma said, and forced a smile. She was looking for a Queen or in her case a president. She was looking for Regina, and only Regina. And she had wasted her chance by being rash. She couldn't even blame alcohol seeing as she didn't have any.

"I wasn't hitting on you, okay? Maybe earlier tonight, but not now. I'm not the kind of guy who takes advantage of a girl in distress."

"I'm sorry. I am being a bitch, and I'm upset. And everything is messed up, and I am stupid and…" Emma rambled on.

"Hey, I still don't know what happened or what you did. But you are not stupid, nor a bitch. Trust me, I know a bitch when I meet one."

Emma laughed softly. "Thanks, I guess."

"So are you ready to tell me what happened?"

"Can I trust you?" she asked. Trust scared Emma. It always had, as being left behind and having to start over again and again made it hard to trust people, even now.

"Of course," Graham said, "We are friends now, aren't we?" He smiled at her.

"Friends, huh?" Emma smiled back at him. "I like that."

"So, tell me?"

"I made a complete fool out of myself, with someone I like. Someone I really, really, really like. A lot."

Graham took Emma's hand in a friendly gesture, "Whatever it was, I am sure it wasn't as bad as you think it is."

"But it was. I blew my chance with her. I've scared her away now." Emma said, no longer trying to keep the pronouns out of the conversation.

"Her? I really didn't have a chance, did I?" Graham said with a chuckle.

Emma was surprised over just how comforting Graham's presence ended up being. Whatever happened after today, she would probably be glad for Graham caring for her.

"I'm sorry. You have been super kind to me today, and I have no idea why but..."

"You're gay?" Graham asked.

"Yes." Emma said and looked away.

Her eyes found the teddy bear that Ruby got her at her 13th birthday, so she would never have to be alone again. Ruby had been a godsend when she moved to Storybrooke. She understood loss in a way that Emma had never really had anyone to share with before. They had become friends instantly bonding over being outcasts and different.

"It's going to be okay." Graham said, and she turned her head back to him, "Trust me on this. Heartbreak sucks. And sometimes it feels like you will never be happy again. But you will."

"The thing is, I would have been happy just being her friend, you know? Of course I wanted more, but just talking to her was so much more than I could ever have imagined. So, I would've been happy with that. But I scared her off." Emma said

"Hey, maybe all hope isn't lost. Talk to her at school on Monday. Tell her you are sorry for whatever you did and ask if you can just be friends?" Graham stood up and walked over to the television set, and pressed play on the DVD player. "But for now, we are gonna sit down and watch whatever you have in your DVD player for a while."

Emma smiled as Graham moved towards her bed and an episode of "South of Nowhere" started playing on her screen.

"Thank you for this." Emma said, and crawled up into Graham's lap as if they had been friends forever. She needed someone to lean on, and Graham seemed to volunteer.

As the credits rolled over the screen, Emma looked over at the clock on her nightstand and it was glowing a clear 3:47.

"Graham, it's almost 4. Maybe you should go home." Emma said, "I'm going to be okay. Thank you for staying and watching South of Nowhere with me. I know it's probably not your kind of TV show."

Graham grinned at her, as he sat up on the bed. "I have actually had a nice time. You are a great girl, Emma. And one day you are going to find a girl that loves you the way you deserve."

Emma climbed down from the bed as Graham did, and hugged him tightly.

"Thank you. I'll walk you down. It sounds like the party is over. Actually, it might have been over for a while." Emma realized.

"It was actually slowing down when I came up here almost two hours ago. Someone, I have a feeling it was Sean and James, spilled beer all over the living room floor and your sister threw a fit that was definitely one of her finest moments." Graham laughed.

"My sister is many things, and one of those is a clean freak. Also, Dad made her promise that nothing would break and that she wouldn't drink anything. The whole living room smelling like beer might make Dad believe otherwise."

They walked down the stairs to find Mary Margaret cleaning the living room floor, and Emma almost walked into a huge black plastic bag filled with plastic glasses and bottles of various kinds.

"You still here, Graham? I thought you left hours ago." Mary Margret smiled at them, and Emma couldn't help but wonder how her sister would have reacted if Emma wasn't gay. Probably thrown another fit, and kicked Graham out on his ass. The image made Emma laugh.

"Nah, I have been hanging out with Emma watching lesbians fall in love or something." Graham smiled, and kissed Emma's cheek.

They walked to the door. "Talk to her, okay?" He told her as he stepped outside. "And talk to me if you need to."

"I will." Emma said, and closed the door behind him.

"You made him watch South of Nowhere with you?" Mary Margaret gave her a knowing look. "Are you okay?"

"I didn't make him, it was his idea. Sort of. And I think so. Or I will be. Thank you for sending him up to me."

"I know you. Better than you know yourself sometimes." Mary Margaret smiled, and hugged her sister. "I saw Regina running out of here. Something happened didn't it?" Mary Margaret said, as she led Emma over to the couch.

"I screwed up. As I always do. We were talking and having a great time, and it felt like she was opening up to me. And I ruined everything by kissing her." Emma said with a sigh. She was ready to talk about it now with her sister.

"You kissed her?" Mary Margaret asked incredulously. "And that's why she ran out?"

"Yeah, she totally freaked. I can't believe I was that stupid. I couldn't just let it be. But when do I ever?" Emma said.

"I'm sorry. I know you really like her." Mary Margaret hugged Emma tightly. "But you will find someone. You are wonderful, Emma. And one day you'll find someone who loves you the way you deserve."

"Funny, that's what Graham said too. He is really a great guy. And he actually liked me. Sometimes being gay sucks." Emma said with a cheeky grin. "You should date him."

"I have a boyfriend, Emma. But yes, Graham is a great guy. Did you tell him that it was Regina?"

"Pfft, Graham is so much better than James." Emma said. "Just saying." She added when she saw the look on her sister's face. "And no, I didn't. He and Regina are friends or something. I felt like I would betray her even more by telling him that it was her."

"You are a lovely person, Emma, and Regina would be an idiot not to be your friend just because you made a mistake." Mary Margaret sighed. "You could talk to her. Tell her that you'd be happy to just be friends and that you are sorry for breaking her trust or whatever."

"I will. I'll try, at least. I have to apologize, and if she never wants to talk to me again I'll deal with it. Ruby has been trying to hook me up with her cousin for months. Maybe I'll go on a date. I guess kissing Regina proves that I'm ready for a relationship, in a way."

"I just want you to be happy." Mary Margaret said, "But it's four in the morning. You need to go to bed. Dad is coming back at noon, and if you haven't slept he'll think you are hung over and therefore kill me."

"Thanks, Double M. I love you. And I'll deal with this on Monday. Good night." Emma hugged her sister and walked back up the stairs. "It was a good party though" she called down from the top of the stairs.

"Goodnight, Emma." Mary Margaret said, and Emma walked into her bedroom, laid down on the bed and fell asleep immediately.

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