Hey there guys so sorry its been so long but I had serious writers block so sorry really I am but I'm back so I'm very happy about that!

Any way lets carry on.

My tears soaked into the while linen sheets on my bed. I was so upset I felt as if I had climbed a large staircase and been knocked down again, but no doubt my father will find away a man like him always finds a way. I wish he was not my father it would just make my life so much more easier, I wouldn't be in this mess. I had a perfect life, I had a mother and a father that loved me. My father in England was probably not even my father at all but he loved me more than the man of Satan I am with. I do hate my father, yes hate is a strong word but oh I do hate him.

The only good thing about being dragged into this terrible situation is meeting Peter. Peter, his name wants me to just cry until I am dead, I wonder what he thinks of me now, backing down failing. He probably hates me that's why he ran off. I have no hope whatsoever. I might as well just jump into the seas and face my death than face the torture ahead of me.

I sighed I should not let them get me down, I must have hope. I sighed at got up from my bed I walked towards my wardrobe and looked in, I was shocked at what I had found. All of my clothes are gone even the ones my father gave me. I stroked my hand along my new dresses in horror. The first was a crimson red silk with a shapeless skirt and tight corset, the next was a jade green skirt made of some sort of netting, there was a shapeless white underdress with it. The final dress was black lace with a long velvet skirt, I choose this one it was very hard to do up the corset since it was very tight.

I felt like my father was just objectifying me as if he polished his hook making every blemish un seen. I tried my best to dry my tears and pinned up my hair. I can barley breath I stare at myself in the mirror mortified. I was about to break down at the sight of me, I looked like something out of the gutter. I nearly began to cry when I heard a soft knock on the door I turned away from the door not wanting to see who it was.

Whoever it was walked in and came up behind me sounding very tense. He had not spoken so I had an idea of who it was, Caspian. I turned around tears in my eyes.

"What do you want?" he looked at me face to face and then whispered,

"I'm sorry."

I turned angry, "Look at me! I look like whore. If you had not brought me back this never would have happened!"

I sat down and dried my eyes just in time since James came to my door and sneer,

"Look at you, what a vision of beauty."

I scowled at him, he laughed and turned to Caspian, have you told her what father wanted, Caspian sighed at shook his head. James walked towards me, and said sarcastically,

"Oh well I better take our little treasure to our new suitor!" My eyes grew wide in fear as he dragged me up to the deck. I did not know what to do, what horror would stand before me? We reached the top deck and pushed me forwards.

I looked at what was before me, my father stood there a pleased look on his face and a man dressed in some smart attire, well in pirate standards at least.

My father chucked to himself I grimaced he walked over to the man and stated, "William my dear friend, this is my daughter Emily." I stared at the man before me he looked about nineteen, too old for me. He had brown hair in slicked ringlets, he had a featured face and cold grey eyes. He walked up towards me and circled me three times and the said to my father in a smooth yet evil voice, "You have exceeded my expectations Hook."

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