I'll Give My All To You (COMPLETE)

ELEVEN

I wake up as a wave of warmth hits me. My eyes slowly droop open to find a sleeping blonde, mouth wide open as a bit of drool forms in the corner of her lips. I smirk, thinking of how fun it will be to use it against her. I roll over gently, trying not to wake the sleeping beauty. I blindly reach for my phone, my eyes half shut. Once my fingers land upon the glass screen I pick it up and slide the screen over to camera. I quickly take a shot of her face, smiling as she begins to softly snore. I giggle to myself quietly, examining the pictures I had taken. Perfect.

I press the home button to see what time it is, to see that it's only 5:03. Damn. Since I'm already up, I decide to use my time wisely and hop in the shower so I have enough time to shave my legs. I groggily walk to my bathroom and turn the nozzle to scorching. I look at myself in the mirror before pulling my silk tank top off, and watching it pool on the floor. I untie the string to my dark navy blue silk shorts and let them fall to my ankles. I then slip off my pink thong, tossing it to the corner.

I stare at my naked image in the mirror, watching as steam begins to erupt from the shower. I walk over to the white cabinet that's nailed to the wall and pull out a black washcloth and towel.

I step slowly into the shower, wincing at first contact with the water and my bare skin. I hum as I step all the way in the shower, embracing the hot water as it burns my flesh. For some reason, ever since I had been twelve, I had felt the need to burn my insides with really hot showers. I moan softly as the droplets of water penetrate my skin. I begin to apply soap to my hair and dig my nails into my scalp. I continue with the shower, and once I rinse of my body I apply shaving cream to my legs. I grab my purple razor and begin sliding it up my toned legs.  Once I finish with one leg, I rinse off my body and move to do the other one.

I complete the shower and tightly wrap myself in the black towel I had grabbed prior. I quickly made my way out of the bathroom, trying my hardest not to slip on the marble tiling. As I clicked the bathroom door shut, I heard a soft groan from the bed on the opposite wall. I smirk, making my way over to the blonde temptress. I nibble on my bottom lip and climb on the bed, still clutching my towel securely around my body. I raise my hand and count to three before slapping her ass and licking the side of her face. She groans and wipes at he now wet area.

"Gina! What the Hell?!" She shouts at me as I make my way to the closet.

"You need to get up, dear. We have very important day ahead of us," I say as I put on a white bralette with a matching white pair of lace underwear.

"And why is that?" She mumbles as she licks her lips, looking my way.

I catch her stare and toss my towel at her, blocking her face from the view."Hey! I was watching that!" She shouts at me from under the towel.

"We need to get going Emma! You have a very important paper to turn in and I have a boyfriend to break up with! So if you wouldn't mind, I need you to get dressed," I explain in a huff.

She finally groans one last time before tossing everything off of her, and scrambling to her dresser drawer that she insisted on keeping full here since she's here over eighty percent of her life. She takes a total of five minutes to get ready, while I on the other hand, take at least a half an hour before making my debut down the stairs. Once I reach the kitchen, I see Emma and my mother, laughing over something my ears didn't hear. 

"What are you two giggling about?" I asked as I made my way to the coffee pot. 

My mother sips from her mug before answering. "Oh nothing too important. And since when did you start drinking coffee?" she asks as I pour the black steaming liquid into the to go cup. 

"Since now. Trust me; you want me to have this, otherwise, I'm not going to be able to last all day," I respond, pressing the cup to my lips, letting the liquid burn my throat as it makes it's way down. 

My mother turns to Emma and furrows her eyebrows together. Emma just shakes her head in response, as she stands up. "We should probably get going Regina, if you want me to turn that paper in on time," she chimes as she looks at the clock. 

I hum in response, looking towards my mother as she smirks at me and Emma. I roll my eyes, hugging her before I leave. "Goodbye Mother," I whisper into the hug. 

"Goodbye darling, I won't be here when you get home from school, just to let you know," she says, smiling and pulling away in time to catch Emma's devilish smirk. She quickly scolds her. "But there will be absolutely no funny business while I'm gone!" She shouts as we make our way towards the door. 

Emma halts, "So you'd rather us do it when you are here?" I punch her shoulder and motion for her to continue moving. 

"I'm going to kill you Emma!" I shout at her as we make our way towards my car. 

"Aw, come on, you love me!" she says back as she hops in the passenger seat. We buckle in and Emma turns on the radio as I put the car into drive. She turns it to 96.5, her favorite station. I roll my eyes as she begins to sing along to Truth Hurts ,  one of her now favorite songs to listen to, just to annoy me. 

"I hate you," I say as she screeches the words. 

"No you don't," she smiles, resting her hand on my thigh and squeezing it gently. 

*****

During lunch Daniel meets me in a corner of the school, to talk. Being honest, I'm pretty sure he's mad at me because I've been ignoring him since Emma and I slept together. 

"Hey," he says, smiling at me as he walks towards me, arms open, ready for a hug. I decline the hug, biting my lip. His smile falls and he puts his hands against my jaw. "What's wrong?" he asks, trying to comfort me. 

"We need to talk," I state, trying to bite back the tears. Daniel had been my boyfriend for the past three years. He was the first boy I had ever fell for, but here I was, breaking his heart. 

"Okay," he agrees, nodding his head. He rubs his hands up and down my arms and I shrug him off. 

"I'm just gonna come right out and say it," I start, shaking my head. "I... I... I don't think we should see each other anymore." 

His face turns pale. He backs away from me, trying to process what I had just told him. "What?" he asks for confirmation. 

"Yes," I nod. "We haven't been okay and I mean... What is this anymore Daniel?" I ask him, because I'm really not sure anymore. 

"This," he says motioning between us, "is a real relationship. I mean, sure we fight sometimes, but it's just what happens sometimes. But, why are you doing this now? We were doing fine." 

I shake my head vigorously, "No. We weren't. I'm sorry Daniel, I just can't anymore." 

"But Regina, I love you," he whispers, stepping closer to me. 

I put my hand against his chest to stop him. "I love you too, but some things need to come to an end. This one's just ending sooner than predicted," I shudder and blink away the tears. 

"Okay. But-" he starts but I can't let him continue, otherwise I'll cave in and allow him to keep my heart. In order to stop this, something major needed to happen. I needed to do something I hadn't been capable of doing to him for a long time; I needed to be the bitch. 

"I slept with someone, Daniel. I did it and I don't even regret it," I say smiling, thinking of Emma. "It was good, and I'm kinda glad it wasn't... with you..." I let the words drag on, trying to let him process what just happened. 

"Who was it?" he asks, wincing when I try to comfort him. 

I rub his arm. "It's best if you don't know," I whisper, finally letting my tears go. 

He shakes his head. "No," he says, "I wanna know. For... closure," he finally looks at me in the eyes, pure hurt showing through. I had done it. I had broken his heart. One of my greatest fears when Daniel and I had began dating was breaking his heart. Of course it was never a big thought because I loved him. I still do. But now I love Emma, and I can't continue lying to him like this. "Who was it Regina?" he asks, his voice raising. 

I draw in a deep breath, before looking him in his eyes and laying it on him, "Emma, it was Emma."