Second last chapter, everyone!!! 9 days until SEASON 4!!!!! WOO-HOO!!!! And if this chapter ends sadly, I'm sorry... so will the next one...
Also, I think Regina is a very reasonable woman and I guess there might have been some questions she would have asked in the tent (you know... the last scene...) and so I'm gonna put in a bit here but I have absolutely NO IDEA where to insert it... so I'll leave that up to you guys??? Or I would put it in just before she asks him WHY he kissed her, okay?? It's just, Regina is a strong person, and I'm think I'm portraying her too weak, not giving her enough credit. So basically, the next few chapters are partly about making her stronger. IT'S GONNA BE AMAZING!!! XD
"Robin, tell me why." She stares at him with a pleading in her eyes.
"Tell you what?" He whispers back, the only thing on his mind is the thought of her soft lips against his lips, or against his skin.
"Why you chose her."
He stares at her. "Why I chose her?"
She sends him an annoyed look. "Yes. It was no obbligation, Robin."
His expressions gains a hint of anger. "Tell me, Regina, what would you have done?"
"Well, I wouldn't have decided to look after my pregnant wife and kiss another woman at the same time." She glares at him. And he glares back.
"The problem with you Regina, is that you believe everything happens from actions. That people do things because they mean to. Things happen, Regina, and no one realises until it's too late. You've spent you're whole life believing that a little girl gave away your secret on purpose. Life isn't that simple, Regina!" He breathes heavily now and watches her glare fade, a type of sorrow appearing.
"I only believe that," She says quietly. "Because that what I have done all my life."
He stares at her, his breaths slowing and anger disappearing.
"I have meant everything I have done. I have not done a single thing that I did not think about first. At least, nothing that I can remember."
He smirks. "And our first kiss?"
She smiles at the ground, with a small laugh. "Oh, I had thought about that. I had thought about that a lot."
***
She didn't know what she was doing here. Why was she wearing this? This is was a very bad idea. But she knew exactly why she was here. She knew he was going to be here. But really, what did she expect? She had left him there. She had left him. Too many times. But here she was, in long, glamourously shimmering fabric with a fair bit of cleavage and a strong, eye-defining style of make-up. But the thing that impressed her most about her appearance was that no matter how much she had dressed up, she looked nothing like the Evil Queen and it relieved her. She couldn't get her head around it. Her eyes were outlined in the usual dark make-up and her lips were the darkest crismon than they had ever been. There was no denying she looked amazing, but sincerely, it scared her. It scared her that there was not even a hint of Evil Queen visible in her. And not a tiny bit of Evil Queen even felt inside of her.
***
He didn't know what he was doing here. He shouldn't have come. He knew it, and he had known it. But he couldn't do it. He couldn't stay away from her. He knew seeing her would break his promise to her; his silent promise. But he had to come. He had to see her again, also knowing that she was going to be the most beautiful woman in that room. A woman like that should never go unseen, right? He loved her. He loved her too much it hurt. And everytime she pushed him away he seemed to love her more. He was torn between obligation and longing. Commitment and love. And it was slowly killing him from the inside. Tearing at his heart and leaving those broken pieces behind in every imperfect moment he had spent with her.
