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"Regina I can't do this anymore!" I screamed.
"Why because you're giving up on us?!" She screamed back from the top of the stairs.
"No because all we do is fight!" I screamed back.
"Well then by all means leave if me wanting to know where you were last night bothers you!" She screamed.
"It doesn't matter where I was I came back didn't I!?" I growled. She huffed.
"Get out of my house Ms. Swan." I scoffed.
"No this is my house and if you don't remember it's Swan-Mills." I snapped.
"I don't give a flying fuck get out of this house now!" She yelled.
"Make me!" I yelled planting myself at the bottom of the steps.
"That can be arranged!" She diapered but came back carrying our wedding portrait.
"Don't you dare rip that Regina or I swear to god!" I jumped to my feet and lunged up the stairs. She dumped it over the rail and ran back to the bedroom.
She tried to close the door but failed.
I pushed it and grabbed her throwing her onto the bed. I got on top of her and saw the fear in her eyes but it disappeared as she reversed it so I was on the bottom before jumping off the bed grabbing her keys and running down the stairs and out the front door.
What the hell just happened?
What was I gonna do?
Was I going to hit her? Wouldn't be the first time.
"Oh my fucking god I can't believe I almost hit her." I sobbed on the bed for hours refusing to leave the bed.
The next mourning I got up and went to the ringing phone.
"Hello?" "Emma Swan-Mills?" "Speaking." "This is Belle French. I'm a divorce attorney. I was called earlier this mourning being told to call you because you and your wife are divorcing?" "I didn't know she wanted to get divorced." "That's alright have a talk with her and give me a call back on what's to happen." "Alright." I hung up and slid down to the floor.
I starred at the other wall for what seemed like forever.
"Emma." I glanced up to see my best friend. "I saw the damage of the foyer. What happened?" She whispered sitting next to me.
"I messed up. I almost hit her. I told her it wouldn't happen again and I broke my promise I almost did. Now she wants a divorce." I mumbled.
"What started the fight this time?" She asked.
"Oh the night before I was out making details perfect for our upcoming anniversary and because our egg fusion that we tried worked so I was trying to get things for that to tell her and I fell asleep on my moms couch." I mumbled piling my hand through my hair.
"Emma you need to tell her you're pregnant." She said taking my hand.
"I can't keep the baby it'll remind me of her when she's gone." I mumbled.
"Emma Marie. Don't you dare get an abortion or so help me. That kid has done nothing wrong." I snapped my gaze at her.
"It's my body." I snapped.
"It's murder. A dead persons body can't be used for organ donation unless the person gave permission before they died. A dead person has rights and they are dead. That baby in your god damn stomach didn't choose to be made it to a human. You chose it. That kid should have rights as well. I don't care if all hell is breaking loose and its chance of survival is slim. That kid won't even get a chance to discover all the joys in life." She paused calming down. "If you don't tell Regina I will and let me tell you you'll want to tell her before I do." I watched as my best friend got up and left.
She's right killing the baby would be murder. It has a heart it's growing it has a mind. I got off the ground and took and deep breath before calling my mom.
I sat on the couch before I laid down waiting for my mom to get back.
I was currently at her house and had all the preparations around me.
I heard the door open.
"Snow I don't want to be here." She growled.
"I don't care now play nicely I'll be back in a few hours." The door closed again.
"God what the hell is wrong with her?" She mumbled. She took a couple steps toward the living room before stopping.
"Emma?" She stuttered. "What's this?" I opened my eyes and lifted my head and smiled sadly.
"I didn't want to tell you but then we fought and everything got out of control. I'm sorry I almost hit you. I don't know what came over me. I just hope that after the divorce you'll still want to see your child." I said pulling an envelope out. She walked to me and sat on the couch next to me. I handed her the white concealed package before placing my feet on the floor and making my fingers together.
I watched her face as she went through the photos.
"Emma." She whispered. "Why didn't you just tell me?" She had tears coming down her face.
"I wanted to wait to tell you but then when I got back you got mad and thought I was cheating but Regina I could never love someone as much as I love you and you deserve someone that you don't have to fear might one day give you a black eye." I sobbed.
"Emma. I love you too but you're right I can't live with that fear that is why we both need to go to therapy." I looked up at her.
"No Regina I need to go you need to carry on with your life. Once the baby is born you can have it. As much as I would love to raise it with you I can't do it. You'll be an amazing mother." I said handing her the other envelope full of money.
I got up and walked to the door before looking back.
"Take what's yours and leave please." I mumbled and held the door open. She set the things down and walked to me before lifting me bridle style and walking out the door with me. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" I screamed holding on.
"Taking what's mine and leaving in hungry and my sex drive has been put in high gear!" She yelled carrying me to her car.
To all those that say 'it's my body I get to choose weather or not the baby is born' go fuck urself. That kid has done nothing but live and ur blaming it for ruining ur life! No u ruined ur life by getting knocked up! For hells sake ur murdering a living being. Have u seen the videos on how they get ride of an unborn child? If it's over a certain a amount of weeks they go in there and rip it limb from limb. They don't even bother putting it to sleep or anything it's still alive when they do so. And when it's just a small little fetus no bigger than a thumb nail they poison it then take it out. That child suffers more than you would! If you're not ready to be a parent then put it up for adoption. While ur ass is sitting here and getting multiple abortions because ur hoe ass can't keep ur god damn legs shut there are ready couples trying to start a family. Your child could bring something to a family that u never thought was possible. So if ur not ready to be a parent keep ur damn legs shut or get a fucking condom! Like hell is it that hard to walk into a pharmacy pick out the kind u want walk out get ready to hoe it up and use a damn condom before the ass whole enters? No it's not. If ur more worried about not getting it that night rather than an impact u could have on a child's life than ur fucked up. I don't give a fuck who the hell you are. Now shut up buy star bucks or McDonald's go buy urself a beer or what the hell ever suits ur ass and get over ur self. How would you feel if u were almost born let's say 7 months? And ur mom said 'I don't want a child anymore. To much money that I would rather spend on clubs and myself.' So what does she do? She has you ripped limb from limb just because she doesn't want you and doesn't have the ovaries to give you to a home that would gladly take you into open arms.
