108) SPECIAL XI: Protector - Part 1

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A/N: Imagine inspired by Heathers: The Musical and It.

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Sorry if you'll find this short. I've been reading some Treebros and BoyfRiends imagines by this amazing author [They're ships in two different musicals] and her imagines are just short but I'm in love with them.

Robbie Kay X Thomas Sangster X Peter Pan X Newt X Reader


(Y/N) was enjoying the feeling of the wind blowing her hair out of her face as she was riding her bicycle home. She was on her way home to her abusive father, but as long as she doesn't get him mad he won't do a thing.

The wonderful silence of nature was interrupted by a heart wrenching scream. (Y/N) immediately stopped her bike and ran towards the sound of the screaming. She had her knife with her. It was something she stole from a store so that she could have something to protect her with. She hasn't used it with her father yet all because she was too scared to do so.

She stopped running in the woods when she saw Peter and his gang of Lost Boys beating up the new kid from school. There were only three of them today, including Peter. (Y/N) saw that the boy was already bleeding and his leg looked deformed.

"HEY!" She made herself known to the gang.

"Well well well," Peter smirked. "If it isn't (Y/N). Sorry love but I'm quite occupied right now," he winked at her. Then the three of them continued to beat up the boy.

(Y/N)'s face turned red with fury. "Stop it!" She pushed them away, as if it did them any good. She kneeled down to the boy who whimpered under her touch.

"Love, that boy won't satisfy you," Peter chuckled. "Now get away from him or I won't hesitate to hurt you too. Perhaps break that pretty face of yours too."

"You disgust me," she spat at him.

"I'm a trust fund, love. You can trust me to keep my word." He crouched right in front of her. "So run."

"No," she growled.

"Suit yourself," he shrugged.

(Y/N) used her body to cover the boy. She was waiting for the pain but it never came. She opened her eyes and saw Robbie and Thomas running towards them. There was also the sound of a siren behind them.

"What did you do?" Peter growled. He looked like he was about to beat up the two boys if it wasn't for Felix and Devin pulling him back.

"Called the police," Thomas told them.

"You'll bloody pay for this!" Peter exclaimed as the three of them tried to run away.

When they were out of sight, Robbie and Thomas ran towards (Y/N) and the new kid.

"Are the cops really here?" (Y/N) asked Thomas.

"N-No," he stammered. Feeling a little nervous since he was talking to (Y/N).

"We saw what was happening and the sound of the siren was just from my speaker hidden around here," Robbie explained.

"Nice."

"Let's get him out of here before Peter comes back," Thomas said.

"Do you have a car?" She asked them.

"No," Thomas shook his head. "We just got here on our bikes."

"We can carry him," Robbie suggested.

"Can't we just call an ambulance?" (Y/N) voiced out.

She looked at the unconscious boy. He was covered with blotches of blood in his clothes. His breathing was ragged. If (Y/N) didn't see his chest rising and falling, she could've believed that he was dead.

"Ok," Thomas nodded. He took out his phone and started to call an ambulance.

-

(Y/N) was holding the boy's hand as they were headed towards the hospital in an ambulance. Their bikes were also in the back since there was surprisingly room. She rubbed his knuckles while he was asleep. All the while, Thomas was staring at the two of them. Pain and jealousy in those brown eyes of his. When they got there, the three of them were sent in the waiting room of the hospital. The three of them were slumped in their chairs just exhausted.

(Y/N) didn't like her life. She didn't like being abused, but who does really? She couldn't protect herself, so she told herself that she will protect others if she can.

"Newt," Thomas voiced out.

"What?" She turned her head at him.

"His name is Newt," he repeated. "I talked to him at school earlier," he shrugged, not know what else to say.

"Oh. Thanks."

Thomas just nodded in response.


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