Rotten Souls

part 18

For some reason Emma's hands started shaking, her throat dry, her eyes wide and her palms sweaty. She bit her fingernails anxiously while staring at the screen of the phone.

She hold the phone not sure if that phone call was true or a prank. How could Neal decide after so many years to contact with her? She hadn't even gotten the chance to tell him she was pregnant with Henry back then.

Neal had no idea he was a father. Let me tell you the story. Emma had been living all her life, at least till 18 in a foster home with 8 more kids. She was the only one that didn't like getting attached to the others.

Can you blame her? She had changed too many orphanages to take people in her life for granted. She had no friends, and no one to count on. Her only thought when she fell asleep was what would it be like the next place they would transfer her.

When she turned 18 and finally became an adult, she earned her freedom and finally was free to live her life the way she wanted and find a stable place to call home.

The first year was exhausting at running here and there till she finds a job to start earning money. Some nights she had to sleep on the street or find an abandoned building to have a roof over her head.

She found her first job as a baby sitter and a waitress (on night hours). She found a cheap apartment at Boston and immediately settled down.

One night she skipped work and decided to go out on the bar next to her house to have a drink and relax. The bar was crowded but still no one approached her and start a conversation. She felt alone but would never admit.

After all that feeling had became something like a routine lately, since she had never friends in her entire life. That might a strange man walked inside the bar. Black dressed, wearing black sunglasses.

He sat right next to her and ordered a glass of wine. It took him about fifteen minutes till he started talking to Emma. He was a loner too. But their hearts matched since the very first second. She could feel related with him.

Like she finally found someone to share her pain. Neal's parents had a car accident two years ago so he had to find a way to survive by his own. Night life affected him a lot. He became a drug dealer, in order to survive.

After that night they were inseparable. Till that day. He told Emma to transfer a package of drags to the park as he would be busy with another "client". Although she was scared to get involved she agreed and did as he said. But the police caught her and took her to prison.

Neal never showed up since then. Probably wondering all those years what happened to his true love. Emma found out she was pregnant in prison. There was no way she could contact with him.

She gave birth to Henry under the presence of three police officers and without second thought she have Henry to the system for adoption.

This is how Henry ended up being adopted by Regina mills. Maybe it was all about destiny. When magic is in the way anything is possible. Specially when it comes to dark magic.

She decided to pick up the phone pretty sure the number no longer belonged to him.
"Emma swan. Who's calling?"

She asked. Her voice full of confidence. Nobody answered at first. So she was about to shut the phone and continue with her life. But the familiar voice she didn't wanna hear answered from the other line.

"Emma? Is that really you?" His voice heavy and exasperated.
"Neal?"
Was the only thing she could spell convinced that she was now dreaming. Wish Henry was around so she could ask him to punch her.

"I can't believe it. Found out you're living in storybrooke and decided to make a call in case you wanted to catch up after so many years. After all I never found out why you disappeared back then? Did I do something wrong?"

"Neal I was in prison... Because of the little mission you sent me to. There was no way I could contact with you."
She confessed and played with her hair.

"In prison?thought you run away... you used to run away..."
"I don't anymore. Come over my house. There are things we should talk about and can't be said by phone."

"I'll be there in 5" "
(To be continued)