Roni

Chapter Thirty Four

After Regina kicked Emma to the curb in nothing but pajamas and bare feet, in the bitter cold, the Savior had to transport herself to her parent's house. She couldn't stand there and fight anymore with her girlfriend, or well maybe ex now, but she couldn't continue the fight because she saw that look in Regina's eyes. The former queen was so far lost in her own negative thoughts that Emma knew there was nothing she could say or do to change her mind during that time.

"Emma? Is that you? Are you home?" Her mother shouts up the stairs as the sheriff rummages through her drawers in search of something to wear. It isn't long before her nosy mother is light tapping her knuckles against the door. "Emma, sweetie? What are you doing home?" She softly questions, peeking her head through the door.

"Regina, kicked me out," she mumbles under her breath, angrily tugging a thick sweatshirt over her head while Snow takes this as her opportunity to go ahead and walk into her daughter's room.

"What? Why would she do that?"

Emma refuses to meet her mother's curious eyes. She can feel her emotions bouncing all over the place right now and they can't be trusted. So, she plops down onto her bed and busies herself with sliding on her socks.

"Ella came to her house this morning, wanting to practice her magic..."

"Oh god Emma, please tell me she didn't walk-"

"No!" She quickly defends, slightly embarrassed from the assumption. She sighs heavily, shaking her head and dropping her feet to the floor with a heavy thump. "We were eating breakfast. So, I decided to tell her because obviously she knew what was going on. She freaked out. I mean lost it. She went off on Regina and then on me. She even told me she hated me."

"Oh sweetie," her mother coos, placing a calming hand to her daughter's shoulder.

"Then, Killian yelled at her for speaking to Regina and I like that and for disrespecting us. It just escalated very quickly. I know there was too many emotions for any of us to control, especially since everything is still new to us," she hastily rambles on, all her wandering thoughts spewing subconsciously from her mouth as she stares intently at her fidgety fingers.

"Are you okay?" Snow cautiously asks while lovingly running her hand up and down Emma's back to soothe her anxious nerves.

Emma takes another deep breath and rakes a shaky hand through her messy hair.

"I'm more angry than anything. Regina was so quick to end our relationship just because Ella didn't approve right away. She said she couldn't be with me knowing she hurt my daughter and as much as I appreciate the consideration, I told her Ella would get over it. She's a kid, they overreact."

"Yeah, but you know Regina. She pushes people away. Not to mention the fact that she will try and overcompensate for her past."

Emma rapidly shakes her head like maybe that action will force the negative thoughts out of her tired brain and abruptly pushes herself off the bed. She stomps over to her dresser to find a hair tie and distracts herself by pulling her hair back into a ponytail. She takes one look at herself in the mirror and sighs, noticing how disheveled her appearance is. She hasn't looked this depressed since before she left for Seattle.

"I need to go speak with my daughter," she announces through gritted teeth before exiting her bedroom.

"Okay sweetie, just remember she's still a kid," her mother reminds her as she follows her daughter out the front door.

"I know, mom." Emma suddenly stops her rushed footsteps and spins around, wrapping her arms securely around her mother's neck and burying her face into the crook of her neck. Snow reacts instantly, curling one arm around Emma's back and placing one hand behind her head. "I love you," Emma mutters as her emotions demand to be at the forefront of her mind.