Y/n L/n. The youngest of the Twelve Princesses. She lived somewhat happy in the palace with her father and her eleven older sisters in the Enchanted Forest. In which the eldest five have been married off, happily. One night, on her balcony, she wish...
I woke up in a tent, remembering the night before. I smile, just as Peter comes in.
"Sleep well love?" He asks, smiling.
I nod, "What about you?"
He shook his head, "Had to deal with something. So no."
I stand up and hug him.
"Sorry to hear that," I pout, "So what do you wanna do today?"
Peter looked up, thinking and then looked back at me.
"Maybe go to the beach and have a little fun," he smirked.
I playfully smacked his arm then he led me outside. The sun was shining high above, heat burning into the air. What a good day to go swimming!
We arrived at the edge of the island. Where the beach was. Peter turned to me, walking backwards to the water. He waved his hand, surrounding me in purple smoke. The smoke dispersed and I was in a green and blue swimsuit.
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I twirled around.
"How do I look?" I smiled.
Peter smirked, "Perfect."
Flashback
I stood in my room, in front of my mirror. My face was caked in makeup and I hated it. I had to wear it, it was required for me to. After all, I was now the property of the Evil Queen. She didn't think I looked presentable enough.
I made a disgusted face at myself in the mirror. I hate Regina, I hate what she makes me do. Quickly running to the bathroom in my stupid heels, I grab my towel and wipe everything off. Looking in the mirror once again, I splash water in my face just to wake myself up.
"No one should tell you that you're enough or not enough," I say to myself, "you're amazingly perfect. No matter what anyone says."
"Miss! The queen requests your presence," a guard informs.
"Coming!" I say, not looking away from my reflection.
Time to pick a fight with the queen...
Neverland
We play in the water for quite some time before we go to his Thinking Tree. Where only I am allowed to come with. I sit down on the bed and Peter sits beside me. I look down, thinking about my lonely past.
"Y/n, you're not alone anymore," Peter says to break the silence, "you're finally free."
I look up and smile at me, tears brimming in my eyes.
"I just wanted to break free from the pain. Just to find someone who loves me and make my future my own," I say, my voice breaking and leaning on to his shoulder.
He wraps his arms around me as I cry into him.
"You are finally free Y/n. No one will ever hurt you again, I promise," Peter promises.
"Tried to hide it, fake it. I can't pretend anymore. I only wanna die alive. Never by the hands of a broken heart. I don't wanna hear you lie tonight, now that I've become who I really am," I sing, letting go of the pain.
"Sing Y/n. Let it all go," he says, stroking my hair.
