Chapter 29

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ALL CREDIT TO THE ORIGINAL WRITER

It was pretty hot outside when Emma, Neal and their Parents went on that hike. It was kind of annoying to her since she was forced to Wear a long sleeved shirt-again. She always had to do it when she wasn't with Regina. It's been quite some time since she's cut herself but still, there were bruises and old scars. As Regina said, it actually was pretty calming for her, that much she had to give Her Mother, that Activity indeed relaxed her. But yet she'd rather spend her time with Regina, she could almost still taste her on her Tongue, Smell her Scent Of Apples And Flowers on her Clothes and Feel those soft lips against hers. "Emma who's that?", Her Mother asked once Emma gave her her Phone to check the Time-yet she didn't think about her and Regina on her Lock screen, actually a Photo Of Regina Kissing her Cheek. It was one of her favorite photos actually. "She's a friend of mine, why?", Emma asked as she took the Phone again and put it into her Pocket. "She's kissing your Cheek...And wasn't that your Old French Teacher? Oh and we have to study some time these weeks as well, for the new school. Don't forget about that Emma!", Her Mother reminded. "She's a friend, okay?! And no, she's not my old French Teacher, why would I have such a photo of us? And god just leave me alone about that! It's a new School what could I study for that?!", Emma snapped, she knew she better Shouldn't have done that. "What's her Name? How can I not know her? Why is she kissing you cheek Emma-that doesn't seem much like a friend to me! And you could possibly study or re-read some things you've learned this year in school! Plus you can ask your Father for the work at the Police Station! Emma stop being so lazy.", Rebecca Swan asked slightly annoyed. "She's a damn Friend!", Emma yelled. "Stop yelling at me Emma! Who is she and why is she acting so gay?!", Her Mother snapped. "It's a damn kiss on the Cheek! Friends do that! And even if she was gay, if I was-what would be so bad about it?!", Emma snapped. She was so tired of this all already. "Don't you even think about something like that Emma! Stop being so lazy and stop thinking about that-just be normal!", Emma's Mother snapped. "Shut up!", Emma yelled back. It was the first time she said something like that but her anger was growing with every second that passed. Before she could realize anything, she felt Her Mother's Hand Meeting her Cheek in a harsh slap, out of surprise she stumbled back and fell down at the Floor. "Emma I-", "save It!", Emma interrupted her before she got her Phone and keys and left the House. Tears ran down her Cheeks, she knew she just came out to her Mother-probably she would tell her Father as well-she couldn't stand the thought of it. Her mother had slapped her-it hurt and she wanted to get the razor blades again, she wanted to scratch herself again until her whole body would be covered in bruises. But she didn't, she made her way to Regina, she knew if she'd make it to her it would all get better somehow. "Regina I-", Emma's Voice seemed to fail as she entered the House and saw Regina pressed against the Wall, her Lips were pressed against some Guy's ones while he held her close by her Ass. "Emma It's not what you think I-", "just save it Regina!", Emma cut her off as more Tears ran down her cheek. The Man was taller than her, Definitely taller than Regina, his Hands were at Reginas Ass while his Lips covered hers ones just a few moments ago. It didn't even take a moment before Emma slammed the door shut again and ran out of the Room, she heard Reginas Voice screaming her Name and for her to return but she couldn't go back-look back. At one day everything changed. Her Parents found out and Regina cheated, her whole future broke down and she couldn't see it in anything than the dark cloud again, Emma Thought. I told you she could get someone better. Someone like him-her Age, muscular, Dominant and Handsome. Everything she wants and needs-everything that's not you. You should've listened to me and ended it before she would let you get that addicted. You're just a failure.

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