Trigger Warning: This chapter discusses and depicts rape, reader discretion is advised
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"Regina Mills, let me tell you about Hope's father."
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Emma watched as plump lips parted slightly, and perfect eyebrows furrowed, each indicating confusion and surprise. "Wh-what?" Asked the brunette, almost as if to make sure she heard Emma correctly. Emma took a deep breath, before reaching forward and placing her hand on Regina's knee.
"I want to talk to about the man w-who um-- who got me p-pregnant." Emma heard the shaky stuttering in her voice almost immediately after she finished her sentence, and she knew that she would be a mess by the end of this. No matter, she wasn't going to back out now.
Regina's eyebrows went from furrowed to raised as she registered the fact that she had heard the young blonde sitting in front of her completely right. She scooted closer to the blonde on the couch and intertwined her hand with the hand on her knee.
"Okay, but--but why?" Emma sighed heavily, looking up in contemplation, before looking back into chocolate brown eyes, and responding to the question, "Since I got home today, the only thing I've been thinking about is this, and how it ties into our relationship." Regina nodded intently as if to say go on.
"I'm sure from what little you know about my past, the foster care, and all that, you can gather that I don't have many people I care about and that care about me. You, you are the latest person I've found that with, and this is a rare occasion for me."
The brunette let a light smile grace her lips hearing Emma say that, before becoming more focused on the woman's words, "I am starting to care about you, and I get the feeling that care is going to continue to blossom. So with the number of people in my life I've already lost along the way, I don't want to lose you when we've only just started this."
Regina's expression dropped slightly "What do you mean? You aren't going to lose me Emma." Emma nodded "Which brings me back to the question you asked. I am doing this because I want our relationship to be built on trust, and although what I'm about to tell you is very personal, and we haven't known now another for very long, I want you to know, I trust you. want you to know my truth too, and I want you to trust me."
Regina gave Emma a reassuring look "Okay, you can tell me, Emma, I will just sit here and listen." "Okay, well then there are a few things I need to tell you before I start. First, this story isn't going to be pretty, so just be prepared. Second, I've never actually told this story in detail, not even to Ruby, I only ever told her the necessary things so she could get the gist the situation."
Regina nodded in understanding "Which means?" Emma sighed, "Well, this was a very traumatic experience for me, so It means that this is going to be hard for me, and I very well may be a complete emotional mess while telling you this."
"Okay, I understand, and whatever support you need while you do this, I'm here." "Okay, thank you Regina. Oh, and one more thing, I think it would be best if you didn't say anything until the end, I really just need you to be here for me, and to listen." "Okay Emma, I can do that." The blonde took a deep breath before beginning to speak again.
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Okay well I guess I should start with a short sum-up of how I grew up. I've never known who my parents are, or if they are even alive. All I know was that I was found in Boston on the said of a highway, wrapped up in a hand made blanket with Emma knitted into it, and a swan knitted into it. That's how I got my name, Emma Swan.
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White Swan to Her Red Queen// A SwanQueen AU
Fanfiction*DISCONTINUED* - I won't be writing a summary here because I want to write something a little longer thats more of a backstory. Its in the beginning of the book and it's the first two chapters if you would like to read it. hope you enjoy the story...
