Queen Wears Prada

Chapter 11

Regina's POV

This chapter is dedicated to OnceThereWasAFandom thanks for the ideal lovely❤️

How much can ones life be ruined in a space of a few hours? The answer is a lot. Let me tell you my life story. Since I was a little girl my mother has controlled my life. Everything that I do, is because my mother wants me too. Mills and Co is the only thing that keeps me going right now and now, that's being taken away from me. My husband , Robin Locksley is a vile man with a rich family, I was forced to marry him because my mother wants his family's money, she's truly heartless and couldn't care less about me or what I want. Emma's gone. She helped me lose myself, she brought out a side of me that I thought was long gone and I may have even fallen in love with her, somehow my mother knew and forced me to sell my company to the Locksleys otherwise she would kill Emma. I would rather die, than Emma.

Now I have no job, no friends and family that I'm a disgrace too. I've thought about leaving, mother would be infuriated but I could do it. I know I could. Maybe I should move in with my sister in Storybrooke. Yeah, maybe I should. In fact, I decide to call her right now.

"Hello?" Her British accent says.
"Hi sis, it's me"
"Oh Regina , how nice of you to call"
"Zel, I don't know what to do. I need to get away and fast, mother has ruined everything" I can imagine her on the other end, aching to say it.
"I would hate to say it but I really have to. I told you so" See.
"Very funny , sis I need help, can I come and stay with you and Robyn? Just until I sort myself out?"
"Of course you can love, anytime you want. Must run now sis, Bye" and she ends the call. Now I have somewhere to start.

-StoryBrooke, 3 weeks later-

I knock on the door to my sisters farmhouse and wait for her to answer. My suitcases and bags are in the car behind me. The door opens and my sister is standing there with Robyn on her hip and a little boy hiding behind her.
"Ginaaa" the little girl squeals and I grab her off of Zelena.
"How's my beautiful little girl" I laugh, tickling Robyn. Zelena stands and smiles. I place Robyn down and kneel down until I am at the little boys height.
"And who is this handsome little boy" I get a smile but he clings to Zelena's  leg.
"This is my foster son Gina, I fostered him about 2 months ago, isn't he gorgeous. " she looks down at him.
"Tell Aunt Regina your name my little bean" I smile at the little boy and he mumbles
"Henry. "
"Why hello Henry, how old are you little man? "
"I'm 4" Then it clicks. Emma has a 4 year old son called Henry. Could this really be?
"Come in sissy, unpack. " I follow my sister and she points at one of the rooms.
"Yours. "
"I have my own room?" I say.
"Nope. Your sleeping in the tub. Of course you have a room Gina, go freshen up, dinner is in 30 minutes. " my bags are in the car so I go get them and bring them back to my room. I have a full wardrobe and everything. Man this is good. I begin to unpack my suitcases and add some touch ups to my makeup.

Zelena made a feast for dinner now we are both stuffed. This is my chance to ask about Henry.
"Can I ask a question, about Henry?"
"Yeah go for it. "
"Do you know who his mother is, like his real one?" She tuts.
"I heard she was unfit and young, she probably never cared for him which is a shame really, he's such a beautiful boy" it does sound like Emma.
"Do you know her name though? " I ask her. Zelena really seems uninterested.
"I can't remember, her name was like Ella or something. "
"Emma. Was her name Emma Swan?" She thinks.
"Yes, that was it. " my sister is Emma Swan' sons foster mother.