Emma and Her Parents

I'm Just Not Okay!

Emma's POV:
My mom was looking at me with big hopeful eyes that Mary Margaret use to. So I pulled away and trained my eyes on the wall. I mean it's not that I didn't like my birthday its just,well its not a very special day to me.

And it shouldn't be special to them either. I mean that's the day they all got cursed for twenty - eight years! Who would want to celebrate that and also I'll admit the idea of not celebrating wasn't my own.

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Yesterday:
I was walking into the insane asylum, ready to check on Zelena for Regina who wasn't in the mood to see her sister,but wanted to make sure she wasn't up to something.

So after buzzing in I walked to Zelena's room and pushed the key into the hole and pushed the door open.
"Why hello there Savior to what do I owe this wonderful visit?" She asked mockingly from her bed where she sat criss cross.

"Regina wanted me to make sure you weren't up to something." I told her honestly and she smiled.
"No I'm just in here being good. Oh and I hope you have a wonderful birthday '' she told me and I scowled.

" oh and what's that supposed to mean?" I asked her and she grinned merrily.
"Oh nothing really just that your Birthday is the day all of these good people were cursed for twenty-eight years." She told me
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Present time:
So that's when it had sunk in and I realized I probably shouldn't celebrate. It's not like I have celebrated before anyway so who cares right? Apparently my mom and dad care for some reason.

I sighed trying to avoid my mom's sad gaze.
"Emma, please tell me why you don't want to celebrate your birthday?" She begged and I sighed heavily.
"Because I don't want to!" I told her and she crossed her arms angrily.

"You're lying I can tell!" She told me and I groaned.
"What does it matter anyway you've already missed the first twenty-eight Birthdays what's this one to you!" I snapped and I saw tears beginning to form in her eyes and I instantly regretted my words.

"Mom-"
"No,no you're right I'll just leave you alone." She muttered jumping up and racing downstairs.
"Mom...mom wait!" I called and then flopped onto the bed in defeat.

Why was I such a screw up? I sighed when I heard the front door open. I sighed maybe I'll wait to apologize so I can avoid my dad's lecture.

To be Continued...