As I make my way up the path to my house I notice Graham standing on the porch.
"Is everything alright?" I ask him as I reach the door. "My mom isn't home yet if that's who you're waiting on."
"Bella, I promise I'm fine," He says, despite still looking as panicked as this morning. "And no I was actually looking for Henry."
"He should be upstairs in his room," I tell Graham as I unlock the door. "What's he done this time?"
Honestly it's Henry he could have done anything since I've last seen him.
"He's done nothing," Graham tells me. "I just wanted to talk to him about his storybook."
"You believe in the curse now?" I ask him in confusion.
"I don't know," Graham says, fidgeting with his hands as he does so. "Kinda."
"Do you think you're someone in his book?" I ask him.
"Maybe, I don't know," He tells me. "But this is going to sound insane but since yesterday I've been seeing flashbacks of wolves everywhere."
"Iike out on the streets?"
"Yeah," Graham says. "I feel like I'm going crazy."
So much in this town has changed recently, all since Emma got here. Somes been good, somes been bad and I can't tell what this is.
"Well Henry's going to be happy you're interested," I tell Graham as we walk up the stairs. "No one's really been listening to him."
"You have." Graham says.
"I've tried to."
Once we reach Henry's room, I knock on his door and he answers straight away.
"What's wrong?" Henry asks as he opens the door.
"I want to learn more about your book," Graham tells him as he lets us in. "I want to know if I'm in it."
"Wait," Henry says, smiling widely. "You believe me?"
"Yeah," Graham says as he sits down. "I've been having these flashbacks, like it's from a past life."
"When did they start?" I question him.
"I started getting them after I kissed Emma." He replies.
"You what?" Henry says, looking shocked before continuing to speak again. "What was in these flashbacks?"
"Wolves," Graham tells him. "And in one of them I was holding a knife to Mary Margaret."
For as much as I'm finding the curse hard to believe, Henry's story's do kinda add up. Almost everyone in this town has someone like them in the book.
I zone out for most of the conversation as they ramble on about Graham being the huntsman. What catches my attention is when they begin to talk about the evil queen and the huntsman.
"The evil queen ripped your heart out," Henry tells Graham. "After you betrayed her she didn't want you to feel again."
I'm honestly starting to believe him more and more each day.
"What is this?" Graham asks as he takes the book from Henry.
"That's where she keeps your heart."
***
"I don't know why you hate the idea of the curse so much," Nora says as he appsminedly flips through the pages of the storybook. "Your mom could be the evil queen and your dad the huntsman."
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New Romantics: Once upon a time fanfic
FanfictionArabella Mills, the powerful sixteen year old daughter of the evil queen life seems relatively normal but when you actually get to know her it's far more complex. --------- "She's a grown up," I tell him. "Some people just grow out of fairytales." "...