Second Star to the Left

Part Eleven

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Chapter Eleven

Rhymes With Grape

"Peter!?!"

"Yes now answer my question!"

He wasn't as nice as I would had thought.

"I'm Kristen."

"How did you get here?"

"Your brother Jack-"

"What! You mean to tell me he's still alive?"

"Yes! He brought me to Foreverland then Hook kidnapped me!" Deju Vu am I right?

"I'm done talking. Luke! Take her anywhere I don't care."

"With pleasure." Luke said with a creepy grin on his face. "I'm a lost boy by the way. You are?"

"I guess you could say a lost girl."

"Well Kristen the lost girl I just found you, so what do you say we get to know each other a little better? You can stay in

my tent. Don't worry, nothing will happen. Unless you want something to happen." He said with a wink

"I'd rather not thanks, I could use a drink."

"Sure." He said with a disappointing sigh. He gave me a canteen and told me to drink up. I ended up having 4 shots of it.

"What it is this?" I couldn't bring myself to talk like a normal person. The world was spinning in circles and I started to

see things.

He leaned in closer to me. Then, he kissed me. I tried to back off. He kept pulling me in. I tried to punch him but he

caught me wrist just to put it around. Himself. I realized he had tried to get me drunk. Every time he tried to take off my

dress I'd just pull it up. Then he tried taking off his own clothes. I tried bitting his lip but it sounded like he enjoyed it.

"James!!! Help me!" I tried screaming but no one came to my dismay.

He threw me down on the floor and tried pinning me down. He started to slip off my clothes, leaving me in my

undergarments. He had his shirt off.

"Boys!!" He called out. Just then about 4 more lost boys came into his tent.

"Ooo looky here!" One of them said.

"Get away from me!" I got up and ran towards the door. One of them picked me up and threw me over his shoulder.

"Let me go!" Another tied my hands and feet and placed me on a pole.

"Let's see a dance!" He whistled.

"The only dance you'll be getting is the one when she dances on your grave when you're dead!" A familiar voice called out.

"James!?!" I couldn't see the persons face.

"Think again."

I heard the sound of swords clashing behind me. Then a cloud of dark sleeping dust came around me and I fell asleep.

"Kristen! Wake up!" The boy said.

"James, I had the most terrible dream- wait Jack!?!"

A big smile came across his face."

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