Lithium (Once Upon a Time)

Chapter Twenty: Fifty shades of Swan Queen

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME EXPLICIT LANGUAGE! AND VERY VERY HOT SWANQUEEN MOMENTS! HOPE YOU ENJOY IT ;) BE SURE TO LET ME KNOW IN THE COMMENTS BELOW! GUESS WHAT, IT'S FREE TO COMMENT! AHAH XOXO ;) AND MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL! TOMORROW I'LL LAUNCH A SPECIAL CHRISTMAS CHAPTER! TUNE IN!!!!

Storybrooke, 22nd December 2012...

Emma: I never saw Regina with a blissful, peaceful look. Yet there she was. Lying in her bed, with her eyes closed. She was sleeping, inside the warm flannel of her sheets. Her breath was steady, it was as if she was learning how to breathe again, after so long without feeling the air in the dark abyss my parents threw her into.

She looked like an angel who had fell from the skies. An inked hair angel, with a soft marble skin. I found myself, unintentionally staring at her silhouette, and finding it seductive... "Unintentionally!" the tainted word screamed inside my mind. Yet I knew it was a lie. I knew what I craved for, and I never wanted to admit.

I shook my head, Regina and I were enemies, nothing else. Why was it so hard for me to understand that, to define "that", whatever we "had together"?

Why did I found her body pulling me, her soul taunting me and begging me to ask for more? Her aura engulfed me, in treats that haunt me and my relationship with Henry, yet I craved for that threatening dark look, the sassiness of her cruelty, the shadow queen placing her hand on my shoulder, whispering me to fall in temptation, into failing, stumbling, falling, losing everything. Regina tried to hurt me, so many times, yet I craved for "whatever we had". I kept telling to myself that I freed her from the asylum, because of Henry. But I just knew, that I missed our little "fights". Our punches, literal and metaphorical. I was addicted to the little drama we lived, and I guess she was too. Because beneath that hate, beneath those treats, between the lines of the red sparky bright vengeful looks, there was an unlikely fifty shaded seduction. A crave for body and soul. A crave for challenge. That was the fuel that made us fight, the drive that made our blood boil as we stared at one another, fighting for the love of Henry, fighting against one another, breaking each other's heart into pieces, because that was our unusual way of taking care of it, of loving it intensely.

Damn. Hate and Love. I always heard that there was a thin line separating them, but I never guessed they could blend themselves into a hot boiling temptation, into a messy destiny and a lethal passion which sprung beneath the pages of a very old tale and the classic everlasting battle of good vs evil.

Damn. Crave, damn...Those breasts, those eyes. I just wanted her to engulf me in her darkness, go rogue savior, only to taste the forbidden fruit of sin.

"Emma, honey, where are you?" I heard Mary Margaret's voice screaming for me, while she climbed the stairs.

I shook my head, screaming the temptation away. Focus, Emma, focus above all!

"Emma!" The pixie haired young woman shouted, while embracing me in a maternal hug.

David was there too, with his mouth opened wide, as he saw Regina free of the asylum he and his wife put her in.

"Emma, what were you thinking?" Mary asked, angrily but still maternally.

"I think this is for the best. You've no idea what was like in there, she was in pain. She doesn't deserve this. I gave her a choice, to share Henry with me and live in peace with us or go to jail. She chose our son, so that means she chose to bury the hatch. We should give her a chance."

"But she cursed us! You have no idea what she's capable of, especially now that magic is in town! Until the Evil Queen is dead and she can be Regina again, she has to stay in therapy."

"I know she cursed you, but we're no better than her if we let her rote in the asylum! Plus, she has the cuff on her wrist, the one that blocks her magic. She can't hurt anyone."

"I wished I could believe that." Mary Margaret whispered, placing her hands on the white coat's pockets. "But you didn't meet the Evil Queen, only the Mayor. Now that magic has returned, she can be one the loose, indulging her darkest impulses. She'll find a way to get that cuff of, and once she has her magic back, she'll use it to get to Henry, and eliminate us from the face of the earth. This woman was never someone who'd just share something, let alone someone! She wants Henry, and her revenge! And she'll fight for having both! Because she wants to have everything."

"I won't let it come to that. I promise. I'll keep her under control."

"This is a raging Evil Queen we're talking about. You can't put a trail on her! She is reckless, Emma."

"I know...I know her. But she does love Henry, and maybe he can help her become a better person. We can't give up on her just like that. For Henry."

"I hope you know what you're doing. I hope you and Henry can keep the Evil Queen at bay. Because if she sets herself free and into this world, there's no telling what curse would hurt us, now!"

I stared at Mary Margaret, with my eyes wide opened. Concern wrinkled my face as waves of a pale blue sea. I knew letting Regina out was a liability, especially now that magic was in town and the Evil Queen could come out to play. But the truth was that that didn't scare me, it filled with adrenaline, with...cravenness.

I was such a coward. For a year, Regina stayed in that asylum and everyone lived happy lives, but I knew that I wasn't completely happy. I knew that I missed mine and Regina's fights. Our wrestling and toxic relationship was like a drug to me. My very own brand of heroine! I couldn't shake the feeling away. The feeling that craved even for the darkest and dangerous parts of her. So, I didn't share the fear of having the Evil Queen out. I longed for her arrival, I longed for our struggle, for the burn in my guts, every time she stared at me angrily. I yearned for the raging queen to taste my forbidden fruit!