I'll Give My All To You (COMPLETE)

SEVENTEEN

Three weeks. It had been three weeks since I saw Regina. She wasn't at school, thanks to her mother having more authority over the principal. When she finally did show for one day, she kept her distance. When I tried to talk to her, Ruby and Kathryn would tell me to back down and give her space. 

"I've given her space for the passed three weeks," I growl, clenching my teeth.  I peer over their shoulders to see the brunette beauty sitting at a different lunch table, reading a book and pushing her salad around in her container. The book is A Child Called It. One of her favorite books to read when she's sad. 

"Em, you know she's hurting. What you did was kind of a dick move," Kathryn says, furrowing her eyebrows and crossing her arms. 

"I know," I sigh, backing down in defeat. "But I love her, and I'm not gonna quit fighting just because she wants me to." Ruby and Kathryn grin and look over at Regina. She doesn't look up, she doesn't move -she doesn't even flip the page. She's listening. I can see a hint of a smirk playing at her lips as she "reads" over the page. 

Ruby's voice makes me snap my head back up. "That doesn't justify what you did," she says, her piercing brown eyes boring into mine with sadness. 

"I know," I reply. 

"She won't go anywhere but home and school," Kathryn says, looking back at her friend. She finally turns the page. 

"I know." 

"She's hardly eating and sleeping. You put quite a dent in her," Ruby says, anger washing over her sadness. 

"I know," I say, looking at my ex-lover. 

Her voice makes me still all motions and causes my eyes to gloss over. "Keep replying with 'I know' and there will be absolutely no way I will ever look at you again," she growls as her eyes look up into mine. It's the same look that makes me go weak in the knees. The same look that causes me to give in to her every command. The same look that made me fall in love with her. 

"Gina I," I try and step passed them but the girls lock arms and block me once again. "Come on guys," I plead, pressing into their shoulders. They look back at Regina for confirmation. 

"It's okay," she sighs and sets down her book, pages down and spine up. She looks up at me until I sit down beside her. She looks away, causing my heart to squeeze in my chest. I did this. I watch as a tear streams down her face. I try to comfort her and place my hand on her forearm but she tenses up, causing me to pull back. 

"Gina," I whisper. She looks back at me and I finally see her face. Her cheeks are tear stained and her mascara is smudged. Her brown orbs are glossed over and their on the brink of releasing more tears. 

Her motions surprise me as she slams her hands down on the table. "What? What do you want from me Emma? Do you want me to come back to you? Is that it? Do you want me to act like nothing happened? Because it did! You broke my heart! I don't think I could ever forgive you for that," her voice echos throughout the entire cafeteria, causing everyone to stop what they're doing and focus on us. 

"Gina," I whisper and try to calm her down but she interrupts me. 

"No," she growls and storms out, leaving her soggy salad and old book behind. 

Everyone's eyes are on me. Nobody moves except me. I slam myself on the floor. I cry, scream, and kick until one of the staff picks me up. I kick and claw and scream until my lungs give out and I'm just a sobbing heap of a mess. I'm put in the office in a chair. I don't talk to the secretary, I don't look around the room; I just sit there and sob, repeating the same thing over and over again in my head: My Gina's gone. My Gina's gone. Tears roll down my cheeks as reality hits me harder than I thought it ever would. Soon, I'm fast asleep in the leather chair with nothing on my mind but how much of a screw up I am. 

*****

My mother picked me up about half an hour later. Once we got in the car, we said nothing. When the secretary called her she had said, "Emma had a break down in the middle of lunch and we don't feel she's stable to stay for the rest of the day." Great. Now I'm unstable. My mother's voice breaks the silence and causes me to open my eyes. 

"What happened?" she softly whispers. 

Tears roll down my red cheeks as I slam my eyes shut. "Gina left," I say. 

"What do you mean? You aren't going to get back together?" she asks. I can sense the bit of hope in her voice. I don't respond, just shake my head. "I'm sorry. Maybe..." she breaks in the middle of her sentence, "maybe it's for the best."  I reluctantly nod. Then my mother's words finally hit me: What if we weren't meant to be together? I sit up in my seat, pressing against the seat belt. 

"Maybe you're right," I whisper. 

 I say nothing as I enter the loft. I'm met with my father's soft blue eyes. In that moment I break once again. I fall in his arms and go limp, allowing him to hold me. He wraps his big arms around my small frame. "It's okay," he whispers. He repeats the two simple words over and over again until my sobs fade away. 

I pull away from my father's embrace and look up into his baby blues. "Thanks Dad," I say, clutching the bag on my back tightly. "I'm gonna go to my room." I sniffle and head up the spiraling stairs.  I creak open the wooden door to my room and instantly fall on my bed. I can't help the tears falling from my eyes as I weep into my pillow. 

I slowly grab my phone from out of my back pocket. What are you doing? an inner voice asks me. I roll my eyes, maybe I am going crazy. This isn't right, you know what this will do, it says again. I ignore it and go into my phone contacts and click on the one person I could always go to if Regina wasn't there for me. You are ruining this for yourself, it whispers. I shake my head and listen to the ringing noise coming from my phone. Not a moment later, the phone is answered. 

"Emma?" 

"Hey Neal." 

Okay. Okay. I know. Please don't hate me! This book has gotten really depressing and has gone in a totally different way than I planned in the beginning but I am so grateful to all of those who stuck by it! This fanfic is going to come to an end quite soon, but I've decided to make a sequel! My last one was also really depressing as well( maybe I should get a therapist), and I've noticed that that breaks a lot of people's hearts. This book will end on a good not( maybe not the best one, but hey), I promise! Viva la Swan Queen!  Lots of love!