The Bachelorette Party Pt. 5

Here is the last part of The Bachelorette Party. I don't think it lives to it's full potential because I got kind of bored and didn't know where to run with it. But I hope you like-ish it. Let me know and don't forget about Tumblr :)

Everyone had stopped to watch Emma. All eyes on her, she slipped one finger under Regina’s chin and they met lips. She swirled their tongues together, bit Regina lightly on the lip, then released her mouth with a quiet pop. 

Dragging her hands down Regina’s arms she listened to the beat of the music playing. She began to sway, rolling her hips. Stepping back slightly, she continued to roll in a circle, hands above her head. She started lowering herself to the ground, running her hands down her body, staring straight at Regina. Her girlfriend was giggling.

That is adorable.

Snow watched, a sour look on her face, while all the others laughed and catcalled. When Emma was kneeling close to the ground, she ran her hands along Regina’s thighs. Turning her back to Regina, she popped her butt up, looking over her shoulder at her girlfriend. She was dancing again, rolling her hips, grinding to the music. Turning, she straddled Regina’s lap, connected her hands behind her lover’s neck, and kissed her as hard as she could.

Releasing, she turned her head and winked at the guy watching her.

“Now that was a lap dance,” replied the man who had clearly just been showed up. Laughter and applause followed as she bent to kiss her girlfriend again, a huge grin on her face.

Snow got up and stormed out of the room, causing everything to get quiet.

Standing, Ana turned to the men. “Alright boys, that’s all we need for tonight.” She tipped the men and they left. Emma stood, kissing Regina one more time on the cheek.

“I should probably go find her.” Sighing, she turned and left the room.

Walking down a small hallway, she saw a bathroom sign. Continuing on into the women’s restroom, she listened for her mother. The sound of someone heaving into the porcelain bowl came from the last stall. She opened the door and there was Snow, heaving everything she had.

Emma had seen enough people get sick to know she needed to get a wet paper towel.  Kneeling, she pressed it to Snow’s forehead.  When Snow had thrown up all she could, she turned to Emma, tears in her eyes.

“Are you alright?”

They both stood. Emma didn’t dare mention there was a little bit that had missed the toilet on Snow’s cute, yellow dress.  Snow walked to the sink, staring at herself.

“No, I’m not okay. I feel sick to my stomach.”

“Yeah, that tends to happen when you drink so much.”

“It’s not just that Emma and you know it.”

Silence.  Snow turned to look at her daughter, crossing her arms.

“Emma, she tried to kill me and your father multiple times. She killed some of our friends. What she put you through when you first got here? Do you remember that?”

Their actions mirrored each other when Emma crossed her arms.

“You believe people can’t change?”

“I believe people can. But not her.”

“Well Sno…mom. She is a part of my life. I live with her and Henry lives with her. She is so much different than she was before,” she sighed, “She hasn’t used magic in almost a year. I’m so, so happy with her. Why can’t you just accept that?”

Snow threw her hands up in frustration.

“I just can’t Emma!” Snow’s tears were flowing harder now.

“You’re going to have to try.”

Snow latched on to Emma, hugging her.

“Why did you have to choose her?”

“Why did you choose Charming?”

“I didn’t. My heart did.”

They stood like that, hugging each other, for a few moments before Emma pushed Snow to an arm’s length, looking directly at her.

“And my heart has chosen her.”

Her hands dropped to her side. She was really hoping Snow would move on. Turning, she opened the bathroom door and walked out. Regina was waiting just down the hall. Emma didn’t stop and say anything. Regina caught up with her and grabbed her hand.

“What happened Emma?”

“Nothing. It was nothing.” And that was all she said. She said nothing during the walk to the car or the drive home. She said nothing when they reached their house or changed for bed. The silence drove Regina mad but she didn’t push. When they were finally tucked into bed by 3:30 a.m., the dams to Emma’s heart broke. She began to sob.

Why can’t she just be happy for me?

Regina didn’t know what to do. Scooting closer to Emma, she wrapped her arms around her girlfriend, holding her until she fell asleep.