The Blackest Heart

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Peters POV

She leaned in, but then I shoved her away, she thinks she knows me, she thinks she can control me, she can't.
"You mean nothing too me! Back-off! Don't forget that your still at my mercy, I could make Lily Queen before you'd know it! You think your something here, you nothing. Your a rejected junkie."
I immediately regret that last sentence, but then again I don't she needs to know her place.
"How do you know about that!" She yells.
"Does that really matter? Just remember where you really stand in Neverland. On the outside your a Queen, on the inside your that little gutter rat, who would steal form her families for a tiny bag of something." I whispered in her ear.
She stormed off, pretending she wasn't affected.
Emma's POV
That really was the one thing he shouldn't have known. Let me explain, about a year and 2 months ago, I fell into this group of people like me, they felt like my real family. The only thing was that they were into drugs, a lot of them, then eventually I was into it. I stole from families, pawned it off, then used the money. It was a pretty dark couple of months.
Flashback:
"Em come on!" JD said.
We were heading to a mutual friends party.
We got to the abandoned warehouse, many people were there, I felt kinda out of place, but I have JD so it's fine. Right when I entered the warehouse someone gave me a skinny straw, I didn't know what it was for, until I saw the coke neatly cut on the glass table. JD started snort some coke, he then looked at me, he wanted me join him. Once won't hurt right?
1 month later
Ok I need like 20 more bucks, a bag is like 150, I have 130.
I climb back in my bedroom window. I open my nightstand drawer, I kept things that mattered in there. I pulled out a bracelet JD gave me before he............. one night he went to a farm party, somebody laced LSD and Meth into some pills, and he didn't know what he was doing, and he jumped off a bridge. He was really my only friend and I kinda loved him.
My telephone rang, it was my guy, my order was ready, I guess you could say. I took some silver candle holders and pawned them off, I finally had enough money.
I went to the usual alley, I handed the guy my money and he started counting.
"Isn't enough."
"What do you mean, 150!"
"The prices were raised, 200."
"I don't have 200!"
"Sorry princess, it's 200 or nothing.
"Can I just have it now then I'll pay later, please i need it! Please just give it too me and I'll pay you later PLEASE, I have like 5 bags left and you know that doesn't last long!" I cried hysterically.
"200 or nothing."
I walked away, 5 bags left.
End of flashback.
I ran back to my tent, I rummaged in my bag and saw that there were still 5 bags. I really haven't thought about drugs while I was here because I've been happy, I guess that's gone bad too.
I went to my bathroom counter, closed and locked the door behind me.