Ten Years Ahead

No Where to Go

I couldn't help but give a quiet laugh, at the girl who I now know goes by the name Emma. "What?" She asked, her brows furrowed, which again I thought was cute and I had to fight hard against the blush that wanted to creep up onto my cheeks. "You stole watches? That's it?" I asked giggling once more. "Yeah, and I didn't even do the crime, I was just picking them up at the station for a friend." She said with a sigh and with that statement, all previous amusement I felt about her just stealing watches, drained and I began to realize the situation that lied in front of me. I frowned and she looked at me sadly. "I told you I was broken." She said turning her head to look out the window. I could see a single tear slip down her cheek and was illuminated by the street lights. I slipped my hand in between the seat of the car and her back and began rubbing her back in attempt to comfort her.

Regina! What the hell are you doing? This is so unlike you. What has gotten into you?

I thought but pushed the thought away with a sigh. "We are all a little broken dear." I say quietly. She reaches up to the chain around her neck and grasps the pendant in her hand before turning her head back to look at me again. "Yeah? Your broken? Because right now you seem to have more than I could ever imagine. I mean the clothes, the fancy car with a personal driver, and you probably own a mansion too." She said. I scoffed at her words. "Those are just things Ms. Swan. They don't make us happy. They may make life easier, but things aren't what I need." I said a little more gently towards the end. "What do you need?" She asked quietly, her eyes still locked on me. I sighed, not knowing exactly how to answer that. I removed my hand from her back and pondered about what I was going to tell her.

You can't just flat out tell her what you need! What if she takes it the wrong way?

"Being alone is not the way anyone should live their life Emma and unfortunately I've been alone for longer than you could even fathom." I said and I turned my gaze to focus on hers. Her beautiful blue green eyes. "Try me." She said with a smirk and I couldn't help but giggle. "Years. I've been alone since I was a girl, my mother..." I said but trailed off, suddenly realizing that my eyes were filling with tears and I look down embarrassed.

Damn it Regina! Now look at yourself! Your completely vulnerable in front of probably a teenager, whom you just met less than an hour ago and your telling her your life story? Since when have you ever told anyone? She doesn't even know your name!

I feel a soft hand on top of mine and I looked up to see big blue eyes look sadly into my own and they were filled with sympathy. "Don't worry I get it, my life has been pretty much the same. God, I don't even know why I'm telling you this, I don't even know your name, let alone know who you are." She said and I couldn't help but giggle and I quickly wiped my tears away. "Regina." I say with a weak smile. "So, tell me who you are Regina." Emma says kindly, her hand still wrapped around mine. I look down at it, and so does she before quickly moving her hand away. "Why do you want to know about me? I'm just some stranger who just happened to see someone who looked like they could use some help." I say, really wondering why she would want to know me of all people. She looks down at the floor board and shrugs before returning her gaze back to me. "I dunno, I just have this feeling... Ugh, I don't even know, I've never been so comfortable around anyone before, let alone someone I just met, it's just not something I'm used to." She said her voice filled with honesty and vulnerability. I smile at her, knowing exactly what she's talking about. This time I place my hand on hers. She looks at me confused before she continues to look at me waiting for a response. "I'm not used to it either dear. You know, I think you and I are a lot alike. I feel the same way around you, I've never told anyone about what happened to me, hell I've never even saved someone who just knocked me over and caused me to rip my dress pants." I said. "Yeah, I'm really sorry about that." She said looking down at the rip on my left knee of my pants. I chuckled. "Emma, it's fine really. I just... I don't really know how to feel about this, I've never felt so..." I paused trying to find the right words to describe my feelings. "At home?" She asked and I nodded. "Exactly." I respond. We are silent for a few moments, but it's not awkward but comfortable just like everything else about this mysterious young blonde. "So where can I take you?" I ask her. She looks at me some what embarrassed.
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"Oh...um..." I bit my bottom lip.