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So there they sat. Gradually they moved closer together as stories of; old abusers as foster parents, the down right lazy 'parents', school bullies causing the inner voices to generate, fake friends and lonely night. Memory after memory, good or bad, pour out of her mouth and she lays her life story to the beautiful teacher who took an interest in her. Her self harm, why she is alone and many more pushed away secrets escape from their place and rush out her mouth in words before she can recapture them. Emma had never been so honest with someone before and it terrified her just how much she has, somewhat unwillingly, admitted to Regina. Never before has she trusted anyone (other than Ruby) with such words. It's odd really, this random teacher she maybe, sort of has a crush on takes a slight interest in her and her many disastrous problems and suddenly it is as if she can blab her past to every person in the region. Though she knows it isn't true, she still has too many trust issues to function, she cant help but believe how absolutely odd it is for her EMMA SWAN  to actually communicate with a fellow human.

Miss Mills simply leaned closer and closer as Emma delved deeper and deeper into her traumatic experiences. She held Emma's hand cautiously, obviously aware of her flight or fight mechanism, and gently yet comfortingly  caresses her smooth pale hand. The darker of stories cause Regina's inside curl uncomfortably and anger pulse through her veins but she restricts the intense feelings she can feel brewing so she does not startle the girl who is in a trance (reliving the memories)  and unconscious words spew in sentences as she tells and relives her life.

Then there's silence that fills the area, Emma raises her cloudy gaze to look at the woman by her. Emerald orbs connect with hazelnut brown and sadness, relief and fear swirl in the green meanwhile sorrow, admiration and concern show in the brown windows. A single tear peaks out of its place and creeps slowly down a pale worn face, so Regina opens her arms wide and clamps her strong comforting arms around the slim figure as love emits from her presence. Surprisingly, Emma felt security wash over her and her leans in closer, needing to savour the love and safety she is feeling from this strong women's embrace. She felt tears arrive, waiting for the signal to leave but somehow a force restricted their movement and instead a small timid smile appears on surprised lips, the first real smile in... well a long, long time.

"I have you now okay? I will make it my mission to make sure you life your life to the best, to work hard and I will protect you from your demons. If you want me to? I will only do this if you allow me. I never want you to feel low again, and I know its unrealistic yet I crave to make sure those tears never escape those mesmerising eyes. I've taken an interest in you Emma. I know I cant I'm your teacher for Gods sake, yet I feel a tug when I see the sorrow on you face. Its weird and I'm sorry for intruding all the time but please Emma. Let me help you." Regina was on the verge of tears as she speaks with conviction, fear and concern. She cannot believe she admitted this, she told herself she wouldn't be involved that it wasn't work the struggle, the risk. Yet here she is begging to be able to help this strong woman with whatever the world will bring.

Emma was overwhelmed with many emotions. Perplexed. Sad. Over joyed. Desperate. Terrified. They all mixed into her chest, suffocating her as ideas and thoughts race in her mind. Why would she risk it? I'm not worth it. Does she mean it? Can she help? Why? Control over her mouth seized and words flew out without her consent.

"Why are you interested? Why do you care?"


A/N:

HELLO AGAIN! Look who decided to show their...writing again? Anyway yes hello tis I! Its been so long but I will be trying to upload more now I have my laptop and motivation back. The last year or so has been really difficult especially with some exams and my anxiety and relationships. But I would like to try writing again as I have my English language exam this year so you might be seeing some of my descriptive writing in here as well so I can get feedback and practice. Anyway sorry its short I struggled to think of something but let me know on what you think and any ideas for future fics or  this one!!

ALL MISTAKES ARE MY OWN!!!!


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