There is no such thing as happy endings or happily ever after’s. But you could always undo a spell or a curse with the act of true love. Would it work?
I looked a Peter and put my hand to his face. I can’t get my hopes up if it doesn’t work.
“I love you Peter Pan.” I slowly brought my lips to his cold unmoving ones. I left them there for a couple beats them lifted up and put my head on his chest. I slowly let out my sobs on his green shirt. He was gone forever, I could never live with myself.
“I love you too Annabelle.”
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Have you ever just felt so happy that you couldn’t move? That nothing in the world mattered except your happiness? Love was my happiness, my love for Peter. My Romeo and Juliet story, our forbidden love. The happiness that was ripped away from me, that made it hurt to even breathe. The numbness just takes over your body and you feel so empty until you get a second chance. And peter saying he loved me was my second chance. Peter being alive was my second chance.
I lifted my head slowly searching for the green emeralds that hold so much mischief and light. The emeralds that hold darkness and anger deep inside of their walls. The ones that sparkle when he grins playing with the lost boys. The ones that I came to love for who they were, the person who held them.
I softly smiled when they revealed themselves. They held so much joy, nothing that I have seen before. They searched my face and his eyebrows slightly corked.
“Did I miss something?” he grinned. I rolled my eyes and slowly brought my lips to his, savoring this moment.
I finally had my happiness, and it felt good. Maybe life was a fairy tale, a morbid fairy tale. I was finally getting my prince charming….in a way.
I reluctantly pulled away from his sweet tasting lips, a small frown placed on his lips.
“How? I mean how are you alive?” I furrowed my eyebrows and searched his face. I need answers and soon.
“You gave me true loves kiss, Annabelle. You’re my hero.” He smiled back at me. I giggled and shook my head, this is really ironic. “What?” he smiled back and put some hair behind my ear, sending shivers up my spine.
“Isn’t supposed to be the other way around? The guy saves the girl.” He softly chuckled and cupped my cheeks.
“No. I think we saved each other, Annabelle Josephs.” And before I know it our lips crashed together once again.
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Peter held me close to his side as we walked back to the camp. His magic wasn’t strong enough to make us appear there so we walked. It was a beautiful day so I’m glad we did.
Peter also told me that since I gave him true loves kiss he no longer needed the heart of the truest believer and I had to kiss him an abundance of times to just let the people from Storybrooke leave, but I’m not complaining. He was a little upset but he really needs to turn a new leaf and he is slowly getting there.
Something moving in the bushes made us stop in our tracks. It wasn’t a small movement like a rabbit and a deer, it was something bigger. I held onto peter’s had tight and gulped. Whatever this thing is it made me nervous and sent my nerves on high. Peter straightened his back and growled softly. So I wasn’t the only one having a bad feeling.
The leaves separated and out stepped the worst thing that has ever happened in my life. He was standing there with such a similar smirk that my love has.
“Well lookie here. The love birds found each other.” He said to us and Peter looked like he was about to make his head exploded by the glare he sent the beast in front of us.
“Get the fuck away from us.” Peter growled at him. Bov chuckled and stepped closer.
“What? Are you scared of your own brother?”
“You’re not my brother! My mother just couldn’t keep it in her pants, you’re a stranger.”
“You mean our mother.” He smirks. Peter was breathing heavy and his eyes were dark with rage.
“You’re going to die.” No peter, you are supposed to be changing. I gripped his arm and he just shook me off.
“Oh, if you are challenging me how about we do this as gentlemen.” Peter furrows his eyebrows as Bov continued. “No magic, just swords.” Gentlemen?! Fucking fighting is not what gentlemen do!
“Deal.” Peter said back, I was not going to let peter do this! What if I lose him again?! I moved in front of peter and put my hands on his firm chest.
“No! I’m not letting you do this!” Peter’s held sadness a moment before Bov spoke again.
“Too late, it’s already happening.” Bov pulled out a sword and held it out in a menacing way. Peter pulled me behind him and made a sword appear.
Bov leaped at Peter and lashed his swords to him. I yelped and Peter pushed his sword against Bov’s.
“Anna get back.” Peter yelled at me while pushing away from Bov’s blade. My legs wobbling, I backed up until my back hit a tree. My breathing becoming erratic and uneven. He can’t leave me again. Never. I love him so much, I would be weak without him. I couldn’t look my body wasn’t moving, I was numb. All I could hear was grunting and swords clanking. Blood drained from my face and I felt dizzy.
“Peter…..” my voice was weak and crackly.
As soon as it started the noises stopped making my breathing pick up. What if peter is…. No peter is strong! I feel someone cup my face and I look up. My voice gets stuck in my throat and I fight back the tears. He was gone he was actually gone.
“It’s ok Anna, Bov will never touch you again.” I hug peter tightly and softly cry into his chest. “We can finally be happy.”
“I love you Peter Pan.”
“I love you too Annabelle Josephs.”
~THE END~
A/N
Ok ok, who’s pissed that I haven’t updated in 2 months……ya my bad. I had writers block forever and had a lot stuff happen in that time. The holidays, Finals, my mom moving back, my aunt dying, homework, yadadada. But I updated again ya!
Wow. This is the last chapter (excluding the filler chapter) and this too me forever. Thank you so much for reading my story. I can’t believe you actually liked it but whatever. You all are my MVPs <3. I dedicate this whole chapter to anyone who has read this story….and it’s a real piece of crap btw. Can anyone else believe it’s over?? Like for real. I’ve met so many new people writing this story and I want to thank you for talk to me. Kisses to all you folk.
SOOO…anyway since I haven’t updated since the crusades I thought I would ask you guys if you wanted me to do a special chapter. Like a point of view, or peter pan living in a modern world, or whatever you want. It’s up to you, I don’t even have to do one.
Love you guys so much! Remember to comment and tune in for the next chapter! <3
-Lindsey
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