ameliafromwonderland:

reginamills-yourqueen:

ameliafromwonderland:

Amelia couldn’t hear anything her mother was saying. Bells were ringing her ears. Still on the floor, she covered her face with her hands. She sobbed loudly, for her mother, for her father, for what she had just done.

“What the hell am I?” She said, her throat raw from screaming. She finally looked up at her mother. But she couldn’t bear it for too long and looked down again, ashamed. She needed to get out. She could feel that familar buzzing feeling in her arms. She couldn’t let it happen again. She couldn’t hurt Regina again, she needed to get out.

She stood up on shaky legs.

“I need to go, please unlock the door,” She whispered, trying to not let her voice give away the building emotion she felt. She didn’t want her mother to be afraid of her again. Never again.

As Amelia sobbed, Regina ran to her side and crouched down, lightly stroking her back. She almost cried with her, but caught herself, remembering the first time she had discovered she had magic. It was both thrilling and terrifying. So, she continued to try to comfort her. “Sh. It’s okay, dear,” she whispered, rising to embrace Amelia as she stood. “You are your mother’s daughter. You are…a witch.” She swallowed heavily, the words feeling foreign as they left her mouth. She had never called herself that before. So, she began sobbing as she held Amelia close, taking in this new found identity. “I will teach you how to control this,” she whispered in her ear.