A little boy in his early teenage years used to live with his family in a coastal city of an small island. An island which was often called 'The Neverland' in many myths. Although, the island wasn't quite connected with the outside world because of it's difficult location, right in the middle of Atlantic ocean, away from any other main land, people of the island used to live happily on their own. Until out of no where, some deviating things began to happen among the only city of the island. Then soon after, one day the boy suddenly discovered that most of the people of the city including his family had gone missing while the rest of the people had turned monstrous and hideously violent. He spared no effort to find his family and someone normal in the city but it was all futile. It was like he was the only sane person alive on the island. At long last, the boy surrendered and accepted the painful reality and started to survive and fight for his life on his own. Will the boy keep on living this nightmarish and lonely life just like that? or will he encounter a companion along the way who will turn things upside down one day?

"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."

He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time. ------------------------------------------- Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. Please enjoy, -Aphrodite.