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I Was Told PT. 3 / OUAT - Peter Pan

REQUEST: 1. OMG PART 2. IS THERE GONNA BE A PART 3? 😊😊❤️❤️ 2. Part 3 to i was told? 3. Part 3 to I was told?? ( sorry if somebody already requested this )
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FANDOM: OUAT
PAIRING: Pan x Reader
RATING: T, violence
TITLE: I Was Told PT. 3
WORD COUNT: 442

"I'll be happy to show you what a real psychopath looks like."

After he left you that second, all hell broke loose. He took a few steps back and gave you a smile. You knew you fucked up, bad. What a foolish girl you were. There was nothing you wouldn't do to be back ten seconds and take back what you said. And you didn't want to say anything more to make it worse.

The next few days were hell on earth. He hadn't payed any attention to you. That was the worst torture of all, the silence treatment. He'd just occasionally give you a smile after he did something horrible. Like ripping our someone's heart, he even pushed one of the boys over a cliff to die at sea.

Also, the Lost Boys' fights could sometimes get very bad and Peter would break it off before someone lost an eye. Well, he let two of his Lost Boys literally fight to the death. The boy hit his head on a rock as he fell on the ground, and Peter did nothing. You tried to help him, but it was too late. The twelve year old boy was gone.

"Peter", you said one night as you were sitting alone by the fire, hoping he would this time reply. He didn't even look up. He just kept staring at the fire. "I get your point."

"Which is?" he said and you felt a wave of relief.

"I'm sorry, just stop", you begged and he looked at you with a quirk in his eye. He called one of his Lost Boys over and you knew that wasn't good.The boy looked terrified, given what Peter had done over the past few days. He got up and brought the boy closer to himself by the shoulder. And then he shoved his hand in his chest, gripping his beating heart. You got up as fast as lightning.

"Please, don't", you begged.

"Why not?" he asked, looking at the boy in the eyes. He hadn't ever flinched as he took the life out of a boy.

"Because you're better than this", you said, and he scoffed. Not that he didn't value himself because he did, he just didn't believe you did.

"Peter", he seemed to react to his first name. No one called him Peter and it triggered something inside of him.

"What?"

"Why are you lashing out at me? Because I called you a psychopath? Come on, I didn't mean it" you said and he looked down. He pulled his hand out of the boy's chest and he fell to his knees, catching his breath. Peter walked toward you.

"Because you think you know me", he said sternly.

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