Part 12

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~Regina PoV~

Seriously, of all the days today is the day Emma doesn't answer her phone. On her birthday, when' there's a room full of people waiting for her.

(Phone ringing)

"Shit" she huffs, somewhat sounding already drunk, solo drinking on her birthday, classy!

"About time, Emma!" I cheer as she answers the phone, she must know there's some sort of little gathering for her birthday, hence why she is drinking alone. "Where are you I'll come get you?"

"The same bar i was drinking at last time. Let me tell you Reg, the bar man is flirting big time. How he wants to see my boobs, but you know.... they're not the same now" she rambles on, feeling insecure and down with her body, but to me there's still not a single thing wrong with her.

I stay silent and let her pour her heart out, because let's face it, Killian has no heart nor any ears and wouldn't listen to her emotions anyway.

"I wish Killian would look at me the way he does, the way you do, I think I need to end things with him regina" she huffs.

"Do you think that's wise though? Why don't you speak it out first? You have a family Em- and two wonderful children" I compromise because no matter how much you may want a relationship to end, so that you can have a healthy state of mind, a clear conscience, it's never that simple when you have a family with this person. No matter how much I love Emma, nothing can happen. No matter how much I am IN love with Emma, I have a baby on the way with Robin and now that becomes my main priority. Forever and always.

"Regina I need to be happy. Bar man says he wouldn't mind touching me with or without boobs. Do you have any idea how horny and happy that makes me?" She groans down the phone in some sexy huff that I love way too much. "Killian wouldn't touch me last week. We started to strip down and as soon as he seen my scars he battled out and went to sleep on the sofa"

"Jerk- dump his ass now" 

"Exactly. My relationship is intoxicated. Why can't I find love with someone like the bar man... or even better- like someone like you" I wish for the life of me that Emma would say these things sober, because I never know whether to take them seriously or not. It's hard to know if it is drunken pouring her heart out by her true feelings talk, or drinking mistake talk.

"Okay okay... I'm coming to get you"

"Thank you" I end the phone and drive as fast as I can to my set destination. The only destination that's ever in my mind. Emma is forever my beginning and end. My one way journey.

I forever think maybe Emma and I shouldn't have been doing all these first time things together as kids. Like kissing the same boy, trying our first drug, having our first sexual experience. Sometimes I wish Emma and I did these things with each other. With people we love, with each other so that we could have a set path- together.

Emma and I could of had a perfect life. Yes we were best friends, but we were always closer than our other friends, and we'd be way closer than any other typical friendship. We would strip down to nothing and share a bath, we would sleep in underwear at our sleepovers, we would do everything except the one thing that I feel we're both dying to do now.

"Hey" She says stepping in my car.

"I can't believe you're already drunk and didn't come to your own party" I firmly scold. Because no matter how much she didn't want to face Killian and his shitting plan of a 'party', there are other people there.

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