My Lost Boy

Part 3

Friend, Lover, Husband, and soon to be father were all the things Peter was and is to me, and that will never change. Ever.

        Peter was just looking at me while I wiped the tears from my face. I didnt like to cry, especially in front of other people, but if it had to come out, it had to come out! "Sorry, I dont usually cry, its just... the subject just puts me in a depressed mood, and i dont want to be depressed, especially right now." I said. Peter raised his eyebrows at me in confusion and laughed saying "Whats depression?" I was shocked, but if you had been on an island all your life, and hadn't read or you know...DONE anything in a while, you know you might not know what stuff means. "Well, its when your sad, when you feel like your all alone, when you feel like you just dont want to be here anymore, you're all out of cards to play, i guess. Haha" i said laughing a little. "Why are you laughing?" he said looking at the ground and then back at me. He laughed saying "It sounds like such a sad thing." I looked down at the ground. "Sometimes people laugh to try and not feel anything, to show that they have no emotions, nothing can break them i suppose." Peter got closer to me, and said "So, do you not feel anything, do you not feel anything right now? he said getting close enough to me i could almost feel his breath on me. "It depends on what YOU want me to feel." i said getting closer to him. He was about to grab my waist when i slapped him on the hand, and laughed saying "Dumbass, you think I'm going to let you get close to me?? I barely know you!" I said laughing. Peter raised his eyebrows, and said "Well I would like to change that." He walked away, and I was all alone once again.