I wake up the next morning in the same bed I had been waking up in for the last several days, only somethings different, I'm... Happy. I feel a weight on my torso and I look down to see a pail arm resting across my body. My eyes follow up the arm to the shoulder and the person the lifeless limb is attached to. I smile at the mess of blonde curls and pale limbs sprawled out across the bed. I check the time on the clock resting on the nightstand. 5:30 am and our flight leaves at 8:30. I brush blonde curls out of the face of the sleeping girl and gently caress her cheek. Her eyes slowly flutter open. She smiles at me, her eyes struggling to stay open. "Good morning. Did you sleep well?" I ask her quietly. "Mmm... Damn, even your morning voice is hot." She mumbles groggily. I can't help but laugh, her morning voice deep and but still sounds tired. "Is that so?" I ask raising an eyebrow in amusement. She smiles and nods closing her eyes, her head sinking further into the pillow. "Well, I'm glad you think so, but if you want to shower and have breakfast before our flight, you should probably get up." I say softly. "Ugh" she groans and lazily gets herself out of bed. "Breakfast and a shower sounds amazing." She mumbles and I chuckle, her eyes still not fully open. "You go shower first while I put a few things away." I said and she nodded and walked off towards the bathroom. I sighed.
Why is it so hard not to like her? Why should I not like her? I mean she's sweet and harmless, a little beat up and unladylike yes, but that's what makes her so...attractive.
I hadn't really thought of her being attractive except for those previous images of her fucking me, but now that I think about it, if she cleans up a bit and puts on some different clothes...
"God she would be hot." I mumble.
Get yourself together Regina, she's 18 and your... Well 21 but actually like 39. Wait didn't she say she would be 18 in two days yesterday?
I scrunched my nose trying to remember and yes, she had indeed said that, which means tomorrow would be her birthday.
"Hmmm... And what could I do to make her birthday extra special?" I asked out loud.
You could always fuck her, I'm sure she wouldn't turn that down.
I shook that thought out of my head. There was no way that would be happening, at least not for a little while. It took me a while to think of something, but then I remembered hearing some girls on the flight over here about some place called Disneyland.
"Hmm... That just might actually work, hopefully she's never been there before." I said. I picked up my phone and called the airlines company to have them change our flights to land at the closest airport to Disneyland. Of course we wouldn't go today, the girl needs new clothes. "Yes clothes shopping today, and Disneyland tomorrow. Sounds like a good birthday." I said to myself. Just then I hear a door open and I quickly lay out my chosen clothes for the day and close up my suitcase before she walks into the room.
She's wearing the same outfit as yesterday.
Of course she is, she didn't want to go back to that Neal person, and I don't blame her.
"Have a nice shower?" I asked and she nodded. "Very nice thanks." She replied. "Alright, I'll be out in a bit." I said to her and walked into the bathroom closing the door behind me.
I turn on the water and step inside and allow the warm water to fall on my body. I sigh, realizing that for the first time in a very long time, I'm happy.
Maybe because your doing something for someone other than yourself.
I think, but I know that's not it. I'm actually happy, and it feels great. I wash my hair and the rest of my body before stepping out of the shower and realizing that I left my clothes in the bedroom. I sigh and wrap the towel around me before opening the bathroom door and walking into the bedroom. I hear the tv on and when I walk in, I look at the TV. She's watching some old looking cartoon that I don't recognize. "What are you watching?" I ask her as I grab my clothes, she doesn't bother to glance over at me. "Snow White" she says and I stop in my tracks and feel the blood drain from my face. She looks up at me after a moment when she realized I have stopped what I was doing. "What?" She asked me confused obviously noticing the quick change in my complexion. "What did you just say?" I asked her not wanting to believe what I had just heard. "Snow White, you know the fairytale with the dwarves and the Evil Queen. It's my favorite, has been since I was little." She said with a shrug. "Yes I'm aware of the story, thanks dear." I say coldly.
What the hell is this? Is she trying to say that she knows something? How is our story turned into an animated movie?
I shake my head, knowing that my thoughts are just trying to irritate me. Emma looked up at me, brows scrunched in confusion. "Was it something I said?" She asked. I sighed and continued gathering up my clothes before deciding what the hell. "No you didn't say anything. Hang on don't look." I said and she quickly averts her eyes away from me and back on the tv screen. Once I'm fully dressed, I sit down next to her. "I know the fairytale but I've never seen the movie." I explained to her. She looked up at me and smiles. "Like I said, it's always been one of my favorite stories." She said repeating her earlier statement. "And why is that?" I asked her, both of our eyes trained on the screen in front of us. "I've always loved the Evil Queen, I always thought she was just misunderstood. She was jealous of Snow White because she had the looks and the prince, and that's something that Regina never had." She said suddenly looking at me and laughs. "Wow, that's ironic!" I look at her confused and after a moment I finally put two and two together.
How the hell is this movie so accurate?
I ask myself. "Yes, well, my name may be Regina, but I'm nothing like the Queen." I said a bit coldly once again. Emma chuckled and leaned her head on my shoulder. "You, are absolutely nothing like the queen." I sighed a sigh of relief, knowing that my secret remained just that. I looked behind my shoulder at the clock on the nightstand. 6:45. "Well dear, if you still want breakfast, we better gather our things and head downstairs." I said and she nodded. I stood up off the bed and walked over to the suitcase before zipping it up. She turned off the TV and we both headed downstairs to checkout of the room and enjoy the breakfast.
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Regina and I had a nice breakfast. It was probably the nicest meal I've had in, we'll probably since I've left the foster system. We arrived at the airport at 7:45 and now we are sitting and waiting for the plane to arrive. I'm a little nervous since I've never been on a plane before. "So is Storybrooke in California?" I ask Regina. She looks over at me and shakes her head. "No Storybrooke is in Maine." She responded and I look at her confused. "Then why se we going to California?" I asked not understanding why we were going to California which is at the complete opposite side of the country. "I just have some business I have to attend to." She said and I nodded, not wanting to get into her personal business, whatever that may be. We sat quietly for a while, until we heard someone over the loud speaker saying that our flight was now boarding. Regina handed me my ticket and we stood in line waiting to get on the plane. "Ticket please." The lady at the counter says. I hand her my ticket and she scans the barcode under the scanner. It beeps in approval and I take a step forward so I can wait for Regina. We walk onto the plane and find two seats near the front. I sit by the window so I can see out the window while we're flying. I look around the airplane nervously, seeing Lost didn't exactly make me want to fly. I hear Regina giggle. "First time flying dear?" She asked me and I nodded. She rests her hand over mine. "It will be fine Emma." She reassures me, and I nodded but I still don't quite believe her. After a while, the plane finally begins to move until it is finally up in the air. "So Emma, your birthday is tomorrow right?" Regina asked me and I nodded. "Well I was supposed to be going to LA for business, but I guess that can wait, you only turn 18 once and it should be something special to celebrate." She said. I shrugged. "I don't know, birthdays haven't really been a thing for me, so it doesn't really matter, and I don't want you to miss anything important." "It's fine Emma really. Those Mayoral meetings are so boring anyways and it's always the same information every year and who knows, after tomorrow you may reconsider your opinion on birthdays." She with a mischievous grin. I couldn't help but blush at the sudden images that popped into my head, the possibility of a birthday fuck.
Man it would be one good birthday, even though it wouldn't be anything new. That was always my birthday present from Neal, which really wasn't anything new considering he fucked me every weekend, which I didn't mind much.
I rest my head on Regina's shoulder and close my eyes, still exhausted from the night before and my lack of sleep.
I don't wake up until I feel the plane bump roughly. I sit straight up and look at Regina worried thinking that the plane is going down. She laughed at me and pulled me back towards her. "It's okay, we just landed." She explained, and I let out a large breath, causing Regina to chuckle again. We wait for the few people to get off the plane I front of us, before we make our way out. As we walk out of the plane and onto the ramp, I feel a sudden warmth from the heat outside and I smile. As soon as we are inside the LAX airport, the both of us make a mad dash to the bathrooms, our bladders full from the tea we had drank along with our breakfast, before heading to baggage claim where Regina's bag was waiting. From there, we went to a rental car booth where Regina received the keys and was told the directions on how to get to the car. When we arrived, I couldn't help but laugh at the only car in sight, a bright yellow Volkswagen bug. A much newer model than the one Neal and I had lived in, but a yellow bug just the same. Regina looked at me amused and then saw the bug was the only car in the lot and frowned before looking back at me. "What are you laughing about?" She asked. I shook my head. "Neal and I lived in a 1973 yellow bug." I said and she nodded understanding how this was ironic. She opened the trunk and put her suitcase in before we both got into the small car.
"So where are we headed?" I asked Regina once we got out of the busy airport traffic. "Shopping." She said with a smile. "What for?" I asked wondering why she would need to go shopping here when she could just by clothes back in Storybrooke. "For you. You obviously don't have any, and you need some." She said looking at my jeans with a missing belt loop and my white tank top that wasn't very white anymore. I chuckled "yeah I guess your right." I said.
After driving for a while, we finally find a shopping mall. We walk around for a few minutes until I spot a Hollister. "Come on Regina!" I say excitedly pulling her by her wrist and into the dark store. I walk over to the shirts and grab a grey crop top off the clothing rack. Regina looks around at the store obviously she's never been inside a Hollister before. "Ooh, Regina, this would look good on you!" I said excitedly running over to a thin purple t-shirt. I hold it up to her, checking the size before handing it to her but she looks at me in disgust. "Oh come on Regina, you can't wear dresses and suits every where you go, sometimes you have to let lose and wear jeans or-" I grabbed a pair of really short jean shorts off the shelf and held them up. "These!" I finally said. She couldn't help but laugh no matter how hard she tried. "Emma, those things are way too short, they are like underwear." She said and I frowned and gave her my best puppy face. "At least try them on, pwetty pweze?" I beg and she rolls her eyes before taking the shorts from me. "Your such a child, you know that?" She said with a smile. I smiled in return. "And apparently a pretty convincing one at that." I said with a smirk.
Wow swan, your acting so different! Your acting like you have known Regina for years!
I smile at my thoughts, because they are right. I am acting like I've known her for years, and it feels amazing that I can just be myself around Regina. I grab a couple more shirts, shorts and pants for myself and occasionally throwing Regina a shirt or a pair of jeans to try on. Once we have a huge pile of clothes to try on, Regina and I walk into the changing rooms to try on all of our clothes. "One or two rooms?" An employee asks us. I look up at Regina who smiles at the girl behind the counter. "One is fine dear, thanks." She said to my surprise. I looked at her shocked, but she just smiles as if nothing out of the ordinary has happened. The employee leads us to the dressing rooms and unlocks the biggest one for us. We walk in and Regina thanks her before closing the door. "Wow, one changing room huh?" I asked with a smirk and she just smiles back. "We're acting like we didn't just meet each other yesterday." I giggled and so did Regina. "It feels like we've known each other for years doesn't it?" Regina said taking off her coat and I nodded in agreement but didn't move. She continued to take off her clothes, while I just watched, and when she was just in her bra and...
Oh my god, she's wearing a thong. Why is she wearing a thong?
I can feel the wetness begin to grow between my legs at the sight of her, and I'm ripped from my thoughts when I hear her voice. "Like what you see dear?" She asked and I blushed and looked away. "I...uh... Sorry." I said embarrassed. She laughed "come on Emma, you don't have to be embarrassed. We are both girls with the same parts, it doesn't really matter does it?" She asked.
Yes, it does matter because the sight of you is making me extremely wet.
I thought about saying but instead just let out a quiet "no." And began taking my boots off after throwing my red leather jacket on the ground. By the time I'm completely undressed, and have a pair of jeans on, Regina has a pair of short shorts and a crop top on and I can't help but stare. Her long legs are well muscled and the shorts fit her perfectly. The crop top reveals her naval and belly button and is tight around her breasts, causing them to pop out a bit. "Regina, if you don't change out of that, we are going to have to buy these jeans and throw them away and then go over to Victoria's Secret for new underwear!" I say jokingly and Regina laughs, but doesn't say anything and I realized what I had just said.
Shit. Good job Emma you and your big mouth fuck everything up.
I sigh and try on the rest of the clothes I picked out and they all fit perfectly, and Regina liked how they all looked on me and agreed to buy them all as well as a pair of jeans and shorts and a few shirts for herself. We both decided to wear one of our new outfits out of the store, since mine were dirty and gross and hers were too classy.
After leaving Hollister, I looked over at Regina who was wearing the outfit that I said looked so hot on her earlier. "Regina are you married?" I blurted out suddenly. She laughed and looked over at me. "No. No one in Storybrooke is good enough to have that job." I giggled at her response but didn't say anything more. "So how long have you been dating Neal for?" She asked. "Oh... Uh... About a year or so, I mean we traveled together and stuff for about a year before that but I guess it never occurred to us until later." I said awkwardly. "But it doesn't matter now, he probably thinks I got locked up or something." I added and shrugged. "You didn't love him?" She asked me and I shrugged again. "I dunno, I'm not exactly the person who has had much experience with love, but sure I guess I did, but he was always so focused on sex, and it's gotten kind of old these last couple months." I replied earning a weird look from Regina and I know exactly what she's thinking. "Yes, I had sex, couples do that you know." I said teasingly and she laughed and wrapped her arm around me and pulled me close to her as we walked. "I know that dear." She said playfully. "Ever done it with a girl?" Regina asked suddenly and I stopped, not expecting that to come from her mouth. "Uh, yeah once or twice, both times it was spontaneous and I hardly knew the other girl at all, but I have to say, I enjoyed it more." I said and Regina looked at me amused by my answer. "Want to sit and talk about it?" She asked gesturing towards a bench. I shrugged, not really caring what she knew about me at this point since I've already told her so much. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me over to the bench before sitting down. I looked at her oddly but decided to just go with it and sat down next to her. "So, why did you enjoy it better than you did with Neal?" She asked and I blushed. "Well... Uh, like you said earlier, same parts. They knew where it was best to touch. They made it much more pleasurable for me where as Neal just wanted sex so he could be pleasured." I said and looked down at the ground awkwardly. Regina chuckled. "I agree, guys don't really know what to do when it comes to pleasing women." My eyes shot up to her surprised at her last statement. "You- you've been with women?" I asked, only slightly surprised considering that last night she said she liked me, but I didn't know as to what extent. "Yes dear, I'm not the hoity-toity mayor you think, I've meet with more woman than you could fathom. It's been years though since I have." She responded and I giggled before going silent and an awkward silence fell between us.
Oh my god, is it possible for Regina to be hitting on me? Is she just pretending she cares just to get inside of my pants?
"You aren't just pretending to care for me just so you can get into my pants are you?" I asked sadly looking down at the ground. Regina's smile falls and she lifts my chin up so my eyes meet hers. "I know you've been used in the past Emma, but I will never use you for sex or for anything else. That was never my intention. I'll never make you do anything you don't want to. I care about you, I really do, and I know that might me hard to comprehend but-" I stop Regina mid sentence by kissing her gently on the cheek before nuzzling my face into her beautiful brunette tresses. "Thank you Regina. No one has ever been so kind to me. Your the first person I've ever been able to call family. I know that sounds weird considering we just met yesterday and I hardly know anything about you but... I sink know, your the first person I've ever been able to share my feeling with and just be myself." I finished realizing I rambled on too much. She grabbed my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I know Emma, I feel the same way. I know this situation is odd to say the least but when I woke up this morning I realized that I was happy and I hadn't felt that in a long time. I know you don't know much about me but you can ask me anything, and I'll answer as honest as possible." She said and I pulled away from her shoulder but still allowing her hand to remain where it was. "Alright Regina, how old are you?" I asked her and she smiled. "I'm 21, my birthday is February first." She answered. "Do you have any siblings?" I asked "no, I'm an only child from a power hungry mother. My father was the closest thing I had to family until he..."
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"Until he what?" She asked me concerned. I sighed and had to think for a moment about what I should say.
I could tell her that my father was murdered, that's not a total lie. I could also tell her that my mother moved to another country, which again isn't a total lie.
"My father was murdered about a year ago and my mother moved to another country after he died." I said sadly. I felt strong arms wrap around me and I looked over to see Emma looking sadly up at me. "I'm so sorry, Regina. I can't imagine-" "Emma don't. It's fine, just, don't pity me, please?" I asked her hoping she would understand. "Alright, only if you promise not to pity me. I don't need it either, I'm strong enough to deal with things without people pitying me." She said. I caressed her cheek and I smiled at her looking into her blue green eyes almost lovingly. Almost. "Of course Emma." I said softly, and she smiled back up at me. "Thank you." She said and buried her face in my hair again. I sighed and couldn't wipe the smile off my face.
This is what happiness feels like and I never want to be without it ever again.