C'est La Vie: Once Upon a Time

Talk Part 3

"When you give yourself permission to communicate what matters to you in every situation you will have peace despite rejection or disapproval. Putting a voice to your soul helps you to let go of the negativity energy of fear and regret." – Shannon L. Adler
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Chapter 4: Talk part 3
Recap: At that moment, I said to him "No, I'm sorry I didn't hear you." Neal let out a sigh short but, yet a sigh. "Emma, I was just saying that you can tell me anything, anything at all. I hope you know I will always hear you out." He said standing close to me with a look of concern written across his face. I didn't know how to respond. I felt like I couldn't breathe also think properly. I needed to get this feeling I had inside me out and say it soon. I knew it was hard to fight with my conscious doing what was right and wrong. It's not for me, then for Henry.

"Let's talk at the beach, we almost there." Saying as I took his hand in mine walking across the street, when we got to other side I suddenly felt a familiar feeling that I had forgotten. It was... Neal giving me a sweet tender kiss on my forehead.

Neal's Pov
It was the afternoon in this unfamiliar almost not to crowded town that everyone calls "Storybrooke." After Emma took my hand in hers to cross the street, which I was utterly surprised of her doing that. I never expected to feel her warm hands wrapped intertwined with mine, it felt so warm. Skin touching skin, it felt in my opinion like sparks flying all around us in so many directions as silly at it may sound. Like if it were nightfall instead of broad afternoon in this oh so beautiful warm springtime season. She caught me off guard, my angel that is like god or saint send her from above. I loved her then, and when I thought I didn't harbor anymore feelings, I was wrong. Just one look and one word that came out from my lips when I knew how I still felt towards my Em. Emma Swan from which I came to know her by before in our first meeting, but now knowing she found her family again, might has well she goes by Emma Charming. So, I did what my instincts screamed inside me to do, I turned her around so we were facing each other and in a swift and bold move I, Neal Cassidy gave a sweet tender kiss upon her forehead with so much care like she was a crystal snowflake so fragile that can break in one swift move. Then, her beautiful sparking blue eyes as deep as the ocean looked upon my brown ones with an expression that held confusion, anger, sadness, love. I couldn't pin-point what she actually felt, but she quickly composed herself just simply saying with a silent but yet shaky voice, "umm... come on lets go."

Emma's Pov
Today has been a mysterious, yet shocking day for me. I know it was quite a shock for my parents, my henry and the whole town people living her. I can imagine them asking themselves who is this mystery guy? Why is her here? What link or past or how do him and I know each other, and more questions that I will soon answer. Not that I have a choice now. It must've been strange for the whole town knowing no one ever comes to town, so why now?  But, first I need to know why did the person that I thought who loved me then came back. What were the reasons to his sudden see each other again, after all those years. To why, he kissed me just a moment ago with such care and like I was some sort of delicate snowflake or something that can break easily. When I looked into his deep brown orbs of his that stared into my ocean blue ones, I felt doubt in his words and that I couldn't think straight. It felt like my head was spinning inside my brain, just trying to figure out what I had to do about everything that just happened.

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(Emma and Neal in present conversing with one another. Having "the talk.")

Neal and I kept on walking through the cemented pavement with neither one of us letting out not one single word. We didn't know what say after he pressed his lips with mine clashing them together in that one gentle kiss. I felt tingles igniting all at once, with just the thought of my mind remembering it. I just heard at the sudden, he cleared his throat trying to get my attention, that's when he pulled me out of what I was thinking.