Emma Swan works at one of the richest companies in America and who owns it? None other than Regina Mills!
Can Emma survive her job as well as all of the other obstacles in her life too?
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Emma's POV.
Day 22.
Today was day 22. An amazing day! Or what should of been an amazing day. Today we should of been in LA, living our happily ever after but instead I'm sat on this hospital chair whilst Regina is lying in that hospital bed.
Henry proceeded to go to school in Storybrooke, he told me if we live life normally then Regina will wake up. He is too adorable, I still can't believe he is my son.
Regina sighs. It's all she ever does is sigh. Man, she would hate me so much if she knew I was staring at her right now because she is completely bare faced. She looks beautiful. I like to speak to her, tell her what is going on "Henry is at school and I'm just here, I'm living at your house because Henry told me where the key was. Your bed smells like you. It comforts me. " I play around with my fingers in my lap. Glancing at the clock on the wall I notice I have about 30 minutes till Henry comes out of school. I should probably go now though, I can get ice cream on the way.
I park my bug in front of a shop on Main Street called 'Any given Sundae' it was an ice cream parlour.
The little bell goes as I open the door. There is a blonde woman behind the counter who Is familiar to me. Very familiar. I swallow the huge lump in my throat. "I- Ingrid?" The blonde looks up at me and her hands fly to her mouth in shock. "Emma? Your, your so gorgeous now. " "I want a pint of rocky road please." I was trying to avoid conversation with that monster. "Emma. " she said sadly. "What? Are you going to let me buy my kid ice cream or do I have to go someplace else ?" I say annoyingly. She doesn't get to speak to me, she doesn't have that privilege. "Speak to me Emma" she says, desperate to reason with me. "No. " I turn on my heels and begin walking out of that icy place. "A pint of rocky road. " I stop in my tracks and turn around to be faced with Ingrid whom is holding up my ice cream. I take it before getting my wallet out. "No need. It's on the house. " "I don't want any special favours off of you," I slam the money on the counter and walk away again. "I still have the picture. " "Burn it. " "I have medication now. I got help. " I still paid no attention. I storm out of the shop and lean against the wall when I get out. My head is spinning, I didn't want her to know I still had the picture too. I keep it in my wallet to remind me that even though she was a psycho bitch she was really truly the only person that ever loved me.
Ingrid fostered me once when I was 13 until I was 14, she was so different to the rest of them. She didn't get to drunk, she didn't hit me and she didn't throw me away like trash like every other family did, she actually cared about me and I loved her. Then she tried to kill me. Twice.
Flashback
"I know you can do it Emma. Go!" I was stood at the side of the road shaking of both fear and the cold. "NO !" I scream. "Stop the car Emma, go!" Ingrid pushes me into the road as a car comes speeding down the road, beeping furiously at me. I'm frozen for a second before I realise and run back into the pavement. "YOUR CRAZY! IM NOT HARRY POTTER " I cry. She tried to hug me but I pull away. I stay hugging myself, unsure of where to go.
2 weeks later.
I had forgiven Ingrid. We were on a boat in the river because the weekends are the only times we get to spend proper time together because of school and work for Ingrid. I was looking at the swans, there my thing, my peace sign. Suddenly I feel firm hands on my shoulders and then I all I feel is cold. The dirty lake water was suffocating me. "USE YOUR POWERS EMMA! " I swam furiously to the sure but it was cold and I was slowly losing my energy and my breath.
"EMMA!" I sit up quickly and cough out the water in my lungs. I'm choking on the air. Ingrid pats me on the back. "Don't touch me. " I get up and I run, I don't know where too, I just run. She had tried to kill me again and I find myself crying. Am I scared or am I crying because I want to stay?
End of flashback.
I take some deep breaths and head to my car. I can almost feel the lights of the car blinding my eyes and the freezing cold water filling up my mouth as I remember those painful memories. Sometimes I miss Ingrid, I miss who she was. I take out the picture and stare at it for a while. We both printed out two pictures , one of me and her and we would both have the other persons picture to remind us that we would always have each other, whatever may happen, I guess I couldn't let it go. I took it myself.
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"Did you have a good day kid?" "Yeah! We are learning about space and how stars are formed. " "That's cool! I have a surprise for you. " his eyes light up. " "Race you mom?" "You'll get your butt kicked. " he was already off. "Woah Kid no fair!" I yell running after him. "I so beat you ! " he claims. Ok "Yeah only because I let you! Duh!" The good thing about being a 30 year old child is that your kids think your super cool and fun. We get in the car and he spots the ice cream. "Ice cream!" "Yeah and it's all your yours. " "Thanks mom!" "Your welcome kid. " We drive away to Regina's house with a happy kid and a woman with a lot of stuff on her mind.
