Chapter 14

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Monica's POV

Henry was acting weird today. He was hiding something. We've been going out for a couple months. We always told each other everything. I told him about my past. Everything. Even when we weren't dating. That's why I didn't get on the bus. I snuck off and followed Henry. I knew it was wrong but I was concerned. I wanted to make sure he was okay. He always checked up on me. Now it was my turn.

*Flashback*

New York City. I was currently sitting in the back of a cab on the way to my sisters place. She's 23 and finally getting married. Which means her and her husband, who is the best, are able to legally adopt me. Yeah yeah I know weird family. Oh you didn't know? My parents gave me up right after I was born. They left me and my sister at the hospital. Anyways on the way to their apartment i spot a boy. He looked about my age and was totally cute! I hope he goes to my school! He would probably never notice me. Just a Carolina girl coming to the big city. I just hope someone will accept me.

Emma's POV

"Henry I want to show you something." I say as I pull out a book. The book. "A book?" "This is more than just a book." I say completely serious. "They're just fairytales." "No, no they're not. They're your past. Your fathers past.... Our past." I mumble that last part hopefully quiet enough. "My past? What do you mean my past? And my dad's past? Are you saying we're all fairytale characters?" "Yes and no. Here look." I hand him the book and open it. The page I opened it to is a young boy and what looks like his dad. "That boy... That's your father." I say pointing to Neal, or Baelfire, who is standing next to Rumple. "H-how? That's not possible." "Henry i promise everything I'm telling you is true." "I don't even know you, how can I trust you?" "Because I... I...um" I hesitate to tell him I'm his mother. I don't want him to hate me. I sigh. "Because I'm your mother." I close my eyes as if that will keep out any negative reaction he has. "You.... You're my mother?" He asks in shock. I nod unable to trust my voice. I feel my eyes tearing up as I open them. Henry just sits there shocked. "How could you?" He says after a while. "You left me. Abandoned me. Dad may have left you but he came back. For you. Not me. I've waited thirteen years for this moment. I've dreamt of who you might be. But I never imagined my mother could be a....fairytale character." "Henry I'm so sorry. I just...I wanted to give you your best chance. I swear if your father never left me, I would've never given you up." "Those are just excuses. Excuses so you won't feel guilty. But sorry won't make up for thirteen years." He stands up about to storm off. I stand up too and turn him around as tears begin to fall. "Try 28 years Henry. For 28 years I searched and searched for my parents. For 28 years hope slowly slipped away. For 28 years I felt lost and abandoned. I felt like nobody wanted me. For 28 years I imagined again and again who my parents could be but I never thought they would be Snow White and Prince Charming. I never wanted to put that burden on you Henry but I was 18 when I had you. I couldn't give you the life you deserved." He responds by giving me a hug, which shocked me a little. "I'm sorry. I had no idea." He says and I smile through the tears. "Don't be Henry. I promise I'm going to make up for those thirteen years. Now come on. Let's go home."

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