Maybe It's Fate: SwanQueen One-Shots

Unexpected

*Regina's POV*
I woke up in the hotel bed and noticed my phone was still in between my ear and shoulder and the call was still going. I smiled as I heard her steady breathing. "You awake yet?" She asked quietly. "Yeah. I uh... Just woke up." I said and pulled the blanket over me farther. This isn't the first time we've fallen asleep talking to each other. "How long have you been awake?" I asked quietly. "Uh, about an hour now." "What? Why didn't you say something?" "I don't know. It was nice to hear you breathing. It was calming." I smiled at her reply and yawned a little. "Well, that's sweet." I said and felt the blush creep onto my cheeks. "How's Robin?" "Uh.. You want the truth?" "Um.. Yeah. Regina. What's wrong?" "I... Robin doesn't uh... He doesn't even know I'm here." I said and heads my voice crack. I felt my tears building in my eyes and I stared out the window, waiting for her reply. "What do you mean?" She asked. I felt my heart start to pound as I processed how to say this. "The first day I got here.. I uh.. I went to the apartment and i saw them leaving the building. And they were so happy. And I-I heard them talking about what to name the baby. S-she's pregnant. Marian's pregnant." I sobbed. "I'm so so sorry." "It's not your fault." "Yeah. But he's your soulmate." "She's so much better for him though. They're happy. She can give him a baby. I can't have a baby. He loves her. He deserves her. He doesn't deserve me. I can't make him happy like she can. There's no point of me going to see him, just to have it all proven." "Regina, listen to me. No one deserves you. Because you're so fucking amazing. Anyone would be lucky to have you." Her words brought a pleasant smile to my face. "Thank you." "Don't thank me. It's the truth." "Well, still." "Wait, so, Robin doesn't know you're in New York, but you've still been there for 6 months.." "Y-yeah.." "Why?" "I'm humiliated. Everyone knows why I came to New York. Do you know how humiliating it would be to come back without my supposed happy ending? Everyone would know I'm a failure. Our son would know I'm a failure. No one would ever respect me." "Regina! Who gives a fuck about Robin?! Who gives a fuck about what any of them think?! Jesus Christ! Are you that naive?! Dammit Regina!" "Emma, what the hell are you talking about? I don't understand this! Any of this! I don't get why you're yelling at me!" "Of course you don't understand! I thought you, of all people, would understand me. But no. I'm being ridiculous. You know what, whatever." And she hung up. And for some weird reason, I felt my heart breaking and tears forming in my eyes. I thought hard about what she said and an hour later, it hit me. Shit! Of course! She has feelings for me! I have to fix this. I promised myself that the next time a happy ending came my way, I'd grab it. I can't lose her. I picked my phone up and dialed her number. Straight to voicemail. I spent the rest of the day packing my stuff and getting ready to leave. I started taking my bags downstairs and to my car. After I got everything, I checked out of the hotel and went to my car. This is it. I got in and decided to go to Robin's apartment building, one last time. I drove over there and parked across the street. I got out and stared at the building, leaning against my car door. It's well after dark and its below 20°, I'm sure. I walked across the street and stopped at the steps of the building. "Hey." A low, husky voice said from behind me. I spun around to see a man. "What's a pretty lady like you doing alone out here at night?" He asked and eyed me. I immediately regretted wearing a short dress and heels. "I-I.." I started, but didn't know what to say. "Yeah? Why don't you come with me." He said and grabbed my hand. "N-no. I-I have to leave!" I said and tried to pull out of his grip. "No. You have to come with me." He spit and pulled me towards an ally. "No! Let me go!" I shouted. He didn't listen.

Two hours after it was over, I pulled myself together. I got up and grabbed my heels from the ground. There was immense pain in my head and stomach. I've thrown up several times. I haven't stopped crying since that asshole pulled me into that fucking ally. I limped to my car and got in. My sobs got loud as hell as I turned the car on. It's only 9 o'clock. That asshole. Storybrooke is 7 hours away. I'll get there at 4 am. I can't stop the tears as they make their way down my cheeks. I drove as fast as I could, trying to cut down my time.