Thomas Sangster, Robbie Kay, Peter Pan, and Newt Imagines

109) SPECIAL XII: Protector - Part 2

Robbie Kay X Thomas Sangster X Peter Pan X Newt X Reader (AU)

(Y/N) silently made her way towards Peter's house with a gun in her hand. It's been a week since Newt's incident. He now has a limp thanks to him. He's now good friends with (Y/N), Thomas, and Robbie. (Y/N) thought that Peter would stop bullying Newt since he's already done a lot of damage, but she was proven wrong.

A few hours ago...

It was (Y/N)'s free period and she was just at the school library trying to do some schoolwork. She couldn't do any of it in her house anyway. She liked the library because she liked the quiet. She also loved that she was surrounded by books which are portals to other places. Other worlds that she could go to whenever she wants to.

When she was on her way to the bathroom, she saw Newt being cornered by Peter. (Y/N) ran towards them and pushed Peter away from him. Peter seemed shocked that someone stood up to him, but his shock was covered with a smirk.

"You protecting your boyfriend again (Y/N)?" He teased her.

"He's not my boyfriend," (Y/N) growled. "What's your problem with him?"

"Nothing," he shrugged. "He's just fun to make fun off."

(Y/N) scoffed, "Get away!"

"As you wish milady," he put his hands up. "But this isn't over."

-

True to his word, it wasn't over. When (Y/N) was walking home all by herself, Peter, Devin, and Felix ambushed her and started to beat her up. They didn't care that she was a girl. She's crossed them and that's the only thing that mattered.

(Y/N) went home with a fire in her heart. Her father was asleep, drunk. She took that as her moment to escape and try to get her revenge on Peter.

Present...

She saw that the lights in Peter's house was still open. She hid behind the trees and inched closer and closer. As she got nearer, she heard yelling and cries of pain. Taking out the binoculars in her backpack, she looked through a window and saw Peter's mother and father. They were arguing quite loudly. It's pretty good that they didn't have any close neighbors around.

(Y/N) saw through another window that Peter was in his room. He was curled up into a ball and had a cut on his arm. It was obvious that this cut wasn't made by him. Perhaps by his dad, she wondered.

(Y/N) but her lip. All her hate for Peter disappeared and was replaced with pity. She hid her binoculars and her gun in her backpack. She was about to run away but she thought against it. She saw herself in Peter. She sneaked into his window. She saw that it was open and she went inside, much to Peter's shock.

"What are you doing in here?" He tried to sound tough but not loudly.

"I came here to kill you," she simply stated.

"W-What? You can't be serious."

"Oh I was," she showed her gun, "but I thought against it."

"S-So what are you doing here now?"

She shrugged and sat right beside him. "I don't know. Looks like need the company." They both heard a woman's scream. (Y/N) saw Peter flinch. "How long has your father been beating your mother?"

Peter shrugged. "It's been so long. I can't remember when it started." Peter turned his head to see her face clearly. He saw the black eye that he and his friends gave her. "I'm sorry. For earlier."

(Y/N) thought that the fire inside of her will come back, but it didn't. It's completely gone now.

"It was really unfair to you. I didn't want  to do it, my friends just saw you stand up to me. They couldn't believe that I would want nothing to do with you after that. I-I may be a bully but I don't hit girls."

"But you still did," she mumbled under her breath.

(Y/N) had this idea in her head. She saw the solution to the problem. It was quite simple really. Peter wasn't that much of a bad guy, he just takes his anger out on other people because of his father. His friends were also bad influences, they push him to be the person that he doesn't want to be.

"I promise to help you," she told him. "By this time tomorrow, the problem will be solved."

Peter hadn't had anytime to ask her what she meant. She left through the window and sprinted away from his house.

-

(Y/N) reached her house by midnight. She was tired but she didn't care. She had a plan in her mind. But before she will go through with that plan, she had to have some practice. An evil grin made its way on her face as she walked closer and closer to her house, no longer afraid. She was filled with adrenaline and energy.

She went inside, not caring if she would make any noise. She gripped the gun that was in her hand tightly and hid it inside her jacket.

As she expected, her father was now awake. His loud and heavy footsteps coming closer and closer to her.

"(Y/N)!! Where the hell were you!!??" He yelled at her when he saw her by the front door. "You were out with some boy weren't you!?!"

(Y/N) didn't answer and pointed the gun at her father's head. She pulled the trigger without hesitation.

She watched as her father's body fell on the wooden floor. "Thank you father. You finally taught me something that's useful."

Her father was target practice. Peter's father was now next.

But for now, she must rest.

This was the first time that she slept peacefully.

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