I walk into my apartment with a bag and place it on the counter, taking a cupcake out of it. I place a candle on it and light it.
"Another banner year.."
I close my eyes and blowout the candle. The doorbell suddenly rings and I furrow my brows, standing up. I open the door and look out then down at a small blonde haired child. "Uh..can I help you?"
"Are you Demi Lovato?" The small child says.
"Yeah, who are you?"
"My names Emma. I'm your daughter." She slips under my arm and walks into my apartment.
"Whoa, hey, kid! Kid! I don't have a daughter. Where are your parents?" I close the door and walk over to where she was.
"Ten years ago, did you give up a baby for adoption? That was me."
My eyes widen and I stare at her for a moment. "Give me a minute." I walk into the bathroom and pace around, thinking. I rub my face and sighs softly.
"Hey do you have any juice? Never mind, found some." I exit the bathroom and cross my arms. "You know, we should probably get going."
"Going where?" I furrow my brows.
"I want you to come home with me."
"Okay, kid, I'm calling the cops." I cross the room to where my phone is, grabbing it.
"And I'll tell them you kidnapped me."
"And they'll believe you because I'm your birth mother." I put down my phone. She nods, "yep."
"You're not going to do that." I say crossing my arms again.
"Try me."
"You're pretty good, but here's the thing. There's not a lot i'm great at in life, but i have one skill. It's called a 'superpower' I can tell when anyone is lying and you, kid, are."
"Wait. Please don't call the cops. Please come home with me."
"Where's home?"
"Storybrooke, Maine."
"Storybrooke? Seriously?"
Emma nods. "Alrighty then, let's get you back to Storybrooke."
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The Curse
FanfictionDemi Lovato is comfortable in her life as a bail bonds collector when Emma - the child she gave up a decade earlier - suddenly shows up. All rights go to the director and creator of Once Upon A Time.
