Nice to meet you

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The Curse
Chapter 5

Katherine remained seated at her table, patiently waiting for Emma to turn up. She sipped her water slowly, exhaling with dissatisfaction, while tapping her fingers on the dressed tabletop. The hands on the clock clicked forward, showing it was 10:30. She was going to demand a check as she lifted her finger, yet had put it down when she secured toward the blonde from across the room. She watched Emma thank the waiter for pointing where her table was, and that’s when they locked eyes. The blonde gave her best forgiving smile, but knew there was a deception of guilt ridden on her face. She made her way over to the table, shrugging her jacket off.

“I’m sorry I was late. Graham and I got caught up in the interview and I guess time just flew by”. She said. “How did everything go with Regina?”. She waited for Katherine to answer, although the only answer she had received was silence. Emma sighed defeated. “Look I’m sorry for being late. What more do you want me to say?”. That was when Katherine locked her eyes once again with her wife, but this time her eyes melted into despondent.

“I don’t care that you were late. I am worried that you are pushing me away. You been acting weird lately and all you do is push me away. I’m your wife. You are supposed to tell me these kind of things”. The tone of her voice was uncertain that she did not notice that she was almost shouting. Katherine looked around to make sure no one was staring than continued on with a soft whisper.  “Look, I am just worried about you. So, can you please just tell me what’s wrong”.  Emma could see the distraught look on her face. She exhaled lightly, feeling intense, and wanting the slight discomfort she is feeling to go away.

“When I uh…kissed you, It felt as if I was kissing somebody else”. The blonde shifted a little in her chair, fiddling with her hands until she had the courage to look up to see Katherine’s expression laced in confusion knowing that she should continue on. “I don’t know how to explain it, but I feel like some part of me I have forgotten. It’s like I don’t belong here. I belong somewhere else”. I belong with somebody else was left unspoken. 

“So, you are saying that you have some sort of past life?”. Katherine said.

“Yes”.

Picture after picture, drawing after drawing, all spread out on top of her desk; Regina was working on her next sketch. The thin bold pencil traced over a sheet of paper as it moved freely by the weight of Regina’s hand. She drew a circle, eyes, mouth, eyebrows, and everything a face should have, but she did not notice who she was drawing. She grabbed the color green, applying it carefully to the eyes, shading every speck of led lightly onto it. The led broke off, falling onto the desk. She closed her eyes and let her thoughts take her over.

Lady Swan walked along the path of the forbidden forest, shivering from the cold air. She rubbed her hands together, trying to warm them up as she cupped them both together, breathing lightly until she can feel the heat on them. She could see her breath escape into the air as she yawned lightly. She was exhausted from doing dull-witted princess chores that she did not consult to. Lady Swan was now heading back home to her castle, after picking up a few sacks of potatoes. She sighed exhausted and picked up the potatoes with all her arm strength;  that was until she heard someone screaming from behind her.

“WATCH OUT”. They screamed. Lady swan quickly alerted, turned around to see the most beautiful women stumbling on her horse. She jumped out of the way once the stranger reached her. “Somebody help me!”. Lady swan heard her scream. She sighed again and put down the potatoes as she ran as fast as she could down the pathway. Once she was close enough, Lady Swan yelled out.  “Lift the rail ropes on the horse and then give it a smack”, she hollered out. The stranger did just that, but when she did the horse lifted up and she fell onto the ground. Lady Swan cupped her mouth to keep herself from giggling. She ran over to the stranger, still choking up giggles.

“Are you okay?”. She asked her while helping her up. She took her hand into hers.  Lady swan could swear she felt herself swoon sideway as she fully looked at this angel in front of her.

“Yes I'm fine. Thank you for saving me, kind ya”.

“Yes, no problem. You are quite beautiful”. Lady Swan took the girl's hand and kissed it lightly. The girl blushed. “Thank you”.

“What's your name?”. Lady Swan asked

“Regina. What's your name?”

“Emma, but I prefer Lady Swan”

The brunette smirked, “Well nice to have meet you, Lady Swan”.  She brushed her blue buttoned appropriate corset, sighing with ease. “Where are you from, Lady Swan?”. The blonde chuckled. She usually doesn’t do small talks with strangers, but there was something about this lady that made it seem that she knew her forever. Regina smiled and Lady Swan’s whole body just lit up in excitement. That smile was so beautiful. The most beautiful smile she has ever seen.

“Right to the questions, uh?”. Lady Swan smirked.

Regina suppressed a shy, sly smile. “Sorry, habit of mine”

“That’s okay”. The blonde put her hands behind her back, holding them together. “I am from the White Kingdom. I am the daughter of Reign White and Pete Charming”. They both giggled at the name of her father.  “And where are you from beautiful”.

Regina laughed. “You’re charms very much match your good ideal of an interesting personality for a princess such as myself. I’m from the Dark Kingdom and you are supposed to be my sworn enemy”.

“We don’t have to be. It’s our mother's problem”. Lady Swan smiled.

“I suppose it is”.

They both stared at each other for what seemed like forever. Lady Swan found herself lost in those pretty, brown orbs, and she hadn’t notice that was leaning towards her. Thankfully, Regina spoke up. “I guess I should be heading back”. They both nodded. “Yes, we should. I hope I see you again”.

Regina smiled, turned around, and started walking the opposite direction. “You might”. She shouted loud enough for Lady Swan to hear.




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