Never Really Alone [2017] [Discontinued]

Chapter 5

Regina's POV:
I drive Emma to my house after school and tell her to stay in the car while I get something. I walk in my house and grab two bags then go back to the car. "Regina where are we going?" Emma asks curiously and all I can answer back is "You'll see when we get there.". When I'm driving to the train station I explain to Emma what's going on. "So basically my mother went to this festival with my sister for the weekend, which means there is no one in the house which means we don't have to stay there. I've booked an inn, at where we are staying, for one night. So we will stay there tonight and in the morning I've got everything planned so don't worry."
"Regina! You didn't tell me any of this! I just thought we were going to have an ordinary sleepover! Not some kind of mini holiday!" Emma said excitedly.
"Oh come on, you'll love it. Trust me." I said slightly raising my voice at the end.

We get to the train station, me and Emma get out the car with our bags.
We go downstairs to get our tickets and hop on the train. "Regina, I think we're going too far. When you were talking to me you never mentioned getting on a train to who knows where!" Emma complained. "Okay, I know you're nervous but trust me, my mother knows where we are going, so don't feel like we are running away because we're not. Besides when we get there you would have wished you never doubted me." I tell her trying to cool her down a bit as I can see she is scared.

When we're about half way there Emma starts to doze off and falls asleep with her head on my shoulder. She looks cute, I've never seen her in this way, the way that I see her now. Well I guess I am bi so that probably explains half of it. I look down to her and move her head from my shoulder to my chest as I lean against the window and start to doze off myself.

I wake up and find that we only have five minutes left of the long train journey. I look down on Emma, her head resting peacefully on my chest. I run my fingers through her blonde hair and then stroke her cheek with my thumb. I think I'm starting to like Emma, like, like like her, more than a friend. I tell myself to forget it otherwise I will start over-thinking about it.

The train stops and I wake Emma up. When we get off Emma is still rubbing her eyes. When the train leaves, we have a beautiful view of Blackpool's bright lights in the dark skies. Emma's eyes grow wide and I can tell that she can't think of anything to say, she is just taking in everything that she sees. I don't blame her. I take her hand and start walking to the inn that I booked. It was a bit of a walk from where we are to the inn but I'm sure that the walk would be lovely.

We get to the inn and I step inside and go to the desk. "Hi, the name is Mills, Regina Mills." I say to the woman at the front.
"Yup. Your staying for one night, correct?" She asks with a friendly smile.
"Aye. Just one night." I reply.
"Okay then. Your room is this way." She says and leads us upstairs to our room. We walk inside and it looks so cute and cosy. She gives us the key as she says "Enjoy your stay, Regina Mills and-"
"Swan, Emma Swan." Emma interrupts as she nods and shuts the door as she leaves. "Regina, this place I beautiful but, I have no idea where we are?"
Emma asks. "Well, when I was younger about five or six my mother brought me here and I immediately fell in love, I was so inspired by this whole place I wanted to come again when I was older so I could do everything. Anyway, welcome to Blackpool." I answer raising my eyebrows at the end. We get in our pyjamas and get in bed. "Regina?" Emma asks.
"Yes."
"Since we're really close friends now, do I have your permission to call you Gina?" Emma asks.
"Of course you can, Em." I respond and look and her smile as to what I called her. "Goodnight." I say
"Goodnight, Gina." She says with a soft smile and with that we go to sleep.

I wake up really early to find Emma asleep with her butt in the air and her face stuffed into the pillow. I start to laugh at what position she is sleeping in, my laugh wakes her up. "Gina?" She says half asleep.
"Yes." I reply.
"What are we doing today?" She asks sleepily.
"Get ready and I'll show you." I answer.