Being sick

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On the weekend Emma couldn't stop thinking about the brunet. She wanted to ask her about her phone number but that had to wait till Monday. When Monday finally came Emma woke up feeling sick. She ran to the toilet and threw up. Mary Magaret came immediately and saw Emma sitting on the floor next to the toilet.

"Oh sweetie, whats wrong?" She came to Emma and touched her forehead. It was really hot. "Emma you have a fever. You can't go to school today! Let's go back to bed!" Mary Magaret helped Emma up and they went to her bed together.

"I'm gonna go and get you some drugs." MM said and went away.

Emma felt horrible. Her head ached, she felt as if she could throw up again and still she wanted to go to school. She had to talk to Regina! She needed that phone number!

MM came back and gave Emma some drugs. "You should go back to sleep now. We are going to go to the doctor later." Emma just nodded. She was too tired to disagree.

At 10am Emma woke up again and threw up. Mary Magaret drove with her to the doctor and it turned out, she had the flu. She wasn't allowed to go to school till Friday but that meant she still had that one our alone with Regina. That gave her hope.

While being sick she had a lot time to think. She thought about Regina and her past and somewhen between too hot tea and too much throwing up she decided to tell her about her past. Regina deserved to know everything about Emma. Maybe than she would understand why she was so innocent.

On Friday she was well enough to go to school again. Her throat still hurt from the throwing up and she had a raspy voice but nothing infective.

She woke up as usually and went to the bathroom after getting ready there, she made herself a messy bun so her hair were out of her face. She decidet to wear some leggings, a big white sweater, a brown scarf and some brown boots.

After getting ready she went down to Mary Magaret and said with a husky voice:" Good morning, mom. Got my tea?"

"Yeah. Here. Have fun at school, Em." She said with a smile on her face.

When her last class was over she rushed to Reginas. She sat by her desk and already waited for the blonde.

"Hello dear. How are you?" She asked worried

"I am fine thanks. I just had a flu but I am fine again."

Regina giggled

"That husky voice Sounds cute!" She winked at Emma and the blonde blushed.

"Come, sit down." Emma did as she was told and squirmed nervous on her chair. She was about to tell Regina about her past.

"Are you okay, dear? Why are you that nervous?" the teacher asked caring

"I... umm I want to tell you something." Emma said quietly.

"Okay Emma." Regina started to get nervous. Was she about to break up?

"I already told you that my last foster family's gave me away but the third one did something even worse. I want you to know everything about me so I am going to tell you about them because it is an important part of my life." As Regina realized what Emma was about to tell her, she immediately took the blonds hand and squeezed it slightly before starting to draw comforting circles above her hand.

Emma continued:" They came into the fosters home when I was seven. They seemed very nice and I thought I finally found a home but as soon as we were at their house-" Emmas voice broke up and a single tear escaped her eye. Regina continued drawing circles above her hand and said:" You can stop if you want to. I don't want to push you."

"I... I know but I have to tell you... They locked me into the cellar. I was only allowed to come out to clean the house. I barely got anything to eat and the darkness and-" her voice broke up again and Regina had tears in her eyes now too.

"And there was so little space. I was about to get crazy when nine years later David found me. He saved me and Mary Magaret and David are like real parents for me and I am so fucking thankful for them. I just... I thought that would explain why I am so 'innocent'." Emma said before she sobbed. Regina hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear:" Shh Emma it's okay." After Emma calmed down again Regina pulled away. Her mascara was a bit blurred because she had cried too.

After Emma calmed down Regina said:" Emma I know I can't undo anything of this but I hope you let me help you make the best of your future." Emma smiled at Regina. She was definitely the cutes girlfriend ever!

"And did you really think you had to explain why you are so innocent? I like you for who you are and I don't care about your experience." Regina said.

Emma smiled:" Thank you Regina."

Regina and Emma talked the whole lesson and when Emma was about to go Regina said:" Emma? I want to ask you something and I want you to be honest... Would you like to come to my place today?"

"Oh my gosh, are you fucking serious?! I would love to!"

"Watch your Language, dear!"

Emma rolled her eyes and said:" I just have to ask Mary Magaret." Regina looked shocked at Emma. "Keep calm." Emma laughed "I am going to tell her I go to Rubys."

"Okay dear." Regina said as she packed her things.

3.08pm

E: Hello mom. Can I go to Rubys?

3.08pm

M: Of course! Have fun!

"She said yes!" Emma said happily and took her bag.

*At Reginas House*

"Woah... are you serious? You don't really life HERE, do you?!" Emma asked overwhelmed.

"Yes, dear I do" Regina said and took Emma at her arm. She pulled her into the big white house. It looked as impressive at the inside as it does on the outside!

"Fuck... Are you rich or something like that?!"

"Language, Emma! And let's say I am not poor." Regina giggled about the blonde. She just looked so cute!

Regina took of her high heels and Emma smiled at the brunet. Without the shoes Emma was bigger than her teacher and she found it really adorable.

"Oh, don't you dare lough at me! I am small, I know." Regina said playfully offended.

Emma giggled and said:" But you look so adorable!"

The brunet blushed and said:" Oh Hush... I am notadorable!" and added after a small pause:" you can put your shoes here and I amgoing to make us some lasagna." She turned around and went into the kitchen.

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