Princess of Hearts || Harry Hook

Leaving and Other Problems

Dana PoV

"DANA!" my mother shouted from downstairs "Get your arse here now!"

I sighed and threw a longing look out of the window. What wouldn't I give to be outside, but no... I got grounded for helping a woman with her sick baby. Stupid Isle and stupid mothers who somehow knew everything.

I walked down the stairs and came to a stop in front of the 'throne' in the kitchen.

"You... bellowed?" I couldn't help but say.

The fake smile on the Queen of Hearts face became fixed "Careful, dear. Wouldn't want to have a repeat performance of that, hm?" She gestured to my neck, where I had covered the scar with a scarf. A few months back I angered my mother so badly that she decided to teach me a lesson. If it weren't for the little magic that worked on the Isle of the Lost after Maleficent left, I wouldn't have survived. Oh, how to best explain this? Perhaps you know my mother's favourite phrase? Off with his/her head. Let's just say that I learned to be more careful and leave it at that.

"I apologize, my Queen," I bowed my head in submission. Damn, how I hated this stupid life and these stupid rules.

"Good, good. Now, the reason I called you is because you've been chosen."

I looked up in confusion "What?"

"You and your little... friends have been chosen to go to Auradon," my mother sneered "Why they would take you I don't know."

"They chose me?" I breathed faintly. Why? I could name so many people who deserved getting off the Isle way more than I did.

"Yes, now go pack and get out of my house," she snapped "You'll leave in a week. I don't want to see you here again."

"You're throwing me out?" I questioned incredulous.

"OUT! Stayne," she shouted into the hallway.

The Knave immediately ran into the room "My Queen?"

"Make sure that my good for nothing daughter leaves this house when she's done packing. I don't want to see her here again," she ordered.

Stayne bowed deeply "My pleasure." He turned to me with a sadistic glint in his eyes and I retreated a few steps. Ever since I was little Stayne gave me the creeps. He always acted weird and he had actually hit me before. Not that I told my mother about it, she wouldn't care one bit, but still... Because of him I couldn't even feel safe in my own room.

"Well, well, well, love. Apparently your mother had enough of you. What shall we do about that?" he drawled, trapping me against the wall.

I pushed my hands into his chest and tried to get him off of me "Let me go," I spat.

"Now, now," he nuzzled his nose into my hair and I closed my eyes in defeat. Stayne was stronger and bigger than me. I had no chance against him. I never had before "I can think of a place where you could stay. There would be a price however..."

"You're sick," I muttered "I don't want your help." Without a second thought, I kneed him in the groin and darted into my room. Outside of the door, I could hear him moan in pain, but I paid it no mind as I hastily threw my few clothes into a bag.

"Open the door, Dana or you'll regret it," he snarled quietly, not wanting my mother to hear it.

My head swiveled around the room. I was panicking. There's no way out and I knew it. With a last deep breath and the hope that I'll be able to leave this hell house alive, I unlocked the door and stepped back. Stayne ripped it open and relocated it behind him.

"What are you doing?" I stumbled further away from him in fear.

"You deserve to be punished, bitch," he growled, fisting a portion of my hair in his gloved hand "If you want to leave you better do as I tell you. Or should I go after that boy you like so much? What's his name again? Hale? Hiram? Oh, no, wait! Harry Hook. That's right."