A/N: Sorry that this took so long in coming and that it's so short. I needed to get over the writers block of this chapter. I may redo this chapter later but for now I wanted to get on with the story. This definitely wasn't a good chapter to write about as you will see.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the original characters. I do own Bella though.
I flew to thick part of the Neverland jungle and I hoped that he wouldn't be able to find me. I couldn't let him find me. He couldn't kiss me! Didn't he know who I was? Didn't he know what had happened to me? I let my mind go back to that horrible time when I was fifteen.
I was walking to the park. It was one of my favorite things to do when they would let me out. I would sit by the river for hours. I felt like maybe I could be free from everything when I was sitting by the calming river. I could dream forever by the river. I wanted to dream about being far away from here. I remembered that day was sunny. Sunny and warm. I felt the sunshine soak into my skin and I closed my eyes while I lay in the sun. I felt a shadow fall on me and I opened my eyes to see what had blocked the sun. I wish I hadn't though. A man that didn't look to have the best of hygiene was standing over me. He had a smile that made my skin crawl.
"Well aren't you a beaute! Yes I believe I will have some fun with you." His voice made me shiver with disgust. Why had I lain down? There was no chance for escape. I opened my mouth to scream and his hand clamped down on my lips.
"Oh no you don't beauty, you see those girls over there?" He motioned with his head. I turned my head slightly and saw four little girls playing in the woods. Where were their mothers?
"I see that you noticed them. I would say that they are about seven maybe eight years old. They don't have a care in the world. If you try to do anything such as not cooperating with me, those little girls are going to have nightmares for the rest of their lives. Of me. They'll never trust another man again and it will be delicious. They're so young, and it will be so fulfilling for me. So do you want to give those little girls that are full of dreams, nightmares?"
I felt the tears slipping out of my eyes. It was either them or me. I shook my head no and he picked me up by the neck of my shirt.
"Come with me… quietly." He breathed into my ear. I was shaking and I tripped a lot trying to follow him. I knew that I could be following him to my death but how could I let this monster go after those little girls? He brought me under the bridge that went over the river. How ironic that my demise would be next to the river that brought me so much happiness. He spun around and had grabbed me by the shoulders before I could even react. He pushed me up against the hard rough cement of the wall of the bridge. I felt him rip my shirt off of me and I fell. I couldn't hold myself up the tears were escaping ferociously and I could feel my cheeks aflame. I was so embarrassed.
"Oh no you don't beauty." He pulled me up by my hair and I cried out. I felt the hard cement scrape against my bare back. I felt his hands move to undo my bra and as it slipped off of me my hands moved to cover my breasts. "Oh no you don't let me see you." He pinned my hands above my head and told me not to move them. My cheeks were soaking wet with my tears. I let my mind fade to somewhere else when I felt him move to take my pants off. All I knew was that when he left me on the ground by the river. I was naked and bruised all over. I was sore in places that I had never even known existed and I had bite marks all over my body. I knew my back has scrapes all over it. It may have even been bleeding. I struggled to find my clothes and put them back on. I knew I looked disheveled. I put my hands in the river and tried to wet down my hair. I walked back to the orphanage and I knew I walked funny because I was so sore. He was huge and I had never had sex before. I couldn't let myself say the word rape. I knew if I told myself that was what had happened I would fall apart. The worst part about it was that when I told the head mistress she wouldn't believe me. She wouldn't let me out again which was fine with me but the man was still probably roaming the streets. I was just thankful that I had not ended up pregnant. I wouldn't have been able to handle that. I knew that was where my mistrust of men had started. I knew I could trust Peter but the only memories I had of men were abusive. It wasn't that easy though. I don't know how long I sat there in the darkness of the trees holding my knees to my chin and my arms wrapped around my legs. I didn't know that I had my eyes closed or that tears had spilled over until I felt warm hands wipe the tears away and I opened my eyes to see him.
The worried blue green eyes and the golden glow that seemed to emanate from him, I felt safe again. "I'm sorry Peter, my past, it's horrible."
He put his finger against my lips. "Shh, I'll take care of you now." And he picked me up and flew me into the sky.