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Henry Mills is the (boywhobelieves) wrote in wariscoming,

He got up and purposefully put space between them. “But they don’t have to watch it. They don’t need to have anything to do with her!” He kicked that the dirt, the anger he’d been burying wanting to boil over and out of him. For a few moments he tried to keep it down, to contain it and not lash out. Especially not at Emma. He loved her with all of his heart but he was so angry.

“She did horrible things. Really really bad ones to everyone, but everyone holding onto the anger just hurts them. It makes Grandma Belle mean to others. It makes Graham sad. Angry. It made Ruby leave us.” How did that help? He didn’t understand how any of that helped them. All of the emotions they held onto against Regina only made their hearts sick. Didn’t they see that?

Thunder rumbled in the distance as lightning flashed across the sky. The rain was coming down harder but he didn’t even notice it anymore. “They’re letting her still have power over them. All of you are. Why can’t you see that?!”

He kicked at the dirt again, stuffing his hands into his jacket as he glowered at the ground. “No one’s gonna heal if they keep letting her have power.”

And Regina couldn’t heal or be better if that happened either and even if everyone else didn’t care he did. For all the crap he’d had to deal with, he did know that she’d loved him as best as she could. And he’d loved her. He still did.

“Maybe love isn’t the most powerful thing of all.”