I've kept this locked inside me,
This yearning that I have,
I wish to search and find thee,
In my heart your hatred jabs.
Your presence still alludes me,
Your suffering never dies,
Your voice was always soothing,
Your lying I despised.
Yet I still search for you,
What else is there to do,
No emotions to think through,
No one left for me to fool.
Chapter 1
Third Person POV
Hands, His hands. They were all over her, moving up and down her body. She saw his scruff, yet well-kept face look up at her when she gasped. It was him! She did not know at first, but now there wasn't a shadow of a doubt who it was. She woke when he slipped inside her.
Her dreams were pretty much the same every night. He always came to her just the same as when she was on the ship with him. If only he could see her now. She looked down at her growing belly. It was bigger then usual but seemed to her way too small to house a baby. The doctor told her it would be only a couple of days now.
Her mother had taken her out of school the moment she found out. The rumors surfaced and spread like the plague. But when her mother asked her the truth she could not bare to set the record straight. The story that the police recorded was the one her mother, and several others, assumed was true:
Two witnesses had confirmed seeing Peter Jenkins push Katerina into a closet at the local high school. Later that same day at around 8 pm a neighbor saw a very obviously drunk version of the same boy make his way into her house. That same night Katerina disappeared. About two months later she returned about two weeks pregnant. Police assumed she was kidnapped by Peter Jenkins, held hostage, and eventually raped and abandoned. Jenkins was never found.
Katerina did not know how to tell her mother what really happened. So she let her believe what she wanted, for she knew if she told the truth she'd be deemed mentally distraught and go straight to the closest mental institution. What irked her the most was the fact that she was pregnant. How would she take care of this baby? She felt alone and scared all the time and as the months flew by she thought more about suicide. But more then that her thoughts kept going back to Pan. That boy was the only reason Hook would not except her love. She wished to kill him even more then she wished for her own demise. But even more then that she wished Hook was with her.
She fell asleep that night to the same dream she had had since she was brought home, but when she awoke she was no longer in the same place she had fallen asleep.