Counting Stars

Chapter 6

Pan's P.O.V. 

What have I done? How could I do this? I porbably scared the hell out of her. What am I saying? I did scare the hell out of her. I don't know what came over me. I know I overreacted but I also know that if I were to untie her hands, then she would have tried to escape me. That doesn't bother me. What gets to me is that she would want to running away from me. 

How does she not feel the way I feel about her? How does she not understand that I want her and that maybe deep down she wants me as well? Was she just scared? Did she really just resent me?

No. She is probably just scared. She doesn't understand this feeling. She is only a kid, where as I was once a man, so I understand how this works. She will to. It will just take some time.

I just left her in my tree house away from the camp. These boys haven't seen a girl since God knows when, and I don't need them founding over her when she is mine. Also, it gives Juliette time to just relax and think. She may miss her home now, but she'll she that this, that Neverland is her home. She will love it here, and she will love me. If she doesn't within a reasonable time, then I will take drastic measures. Let's just hope it doesn't come to that.

I return to the camp to see the boys just sitting around the fire. I might as well tell them that there is a gril on Neverland.

"Attention!" I start. They all stop what they are doing and turn their attention torwads me. "We have a guest on Neverland. A gril."  Their were many confused faces when they heard the word "girl". Of course they know what a girl is, I have just never brought one to Neverland. "Her name is Juliette. She is not from a world with magic, so this will all be new to her. You will meet her tomorrow. When you do, you will respect her. I don't want to hear any of you making her uncomfortable. Otherwise there will be hell to pay, understood?" They all nodded their heads. "As you were." I dismiss.

They continue what is was they were doing in an instant. I love having that power over them. Then again, I just do love power. But I would try to never be like this towards Juliette.

I begin to walk back to my tent for the night, when Felix appeared besides me. "So, you finally brought her to Neverland?"

"Indeed." I respond not paying attention.

"How did she handle being taken?"

"Well, I didn't even give her the chance to run away if that is what you mean."

"You sure it was a good idea to bring her here?"

"Pardon?"

"I mean, first of all, you have a large group of boys who haven't seen a girl since I don't know when. Second, what if she doesn't want to accept the fact that she is here? What if she continues to try to escape?"

I have to admit, he was making valid points. But that didn't matter. She won't get away and none of these boys will hurt her. "First of all," I began somewhat ocking him. "none of these boys will get to her because they will have to get through me first. Second, she will accept that she is here whether she likes it or not. Though at some point she will like it. I will make sure of it one way or another."

"And there is no other reason that you want her here other than you just want her here?" He asked as though trying to catch me in some kind of evil plan.

"What are you getting at, Felix?"

"Nothing." It didn't see like nothing. "Have a good night Pan. Can't wait to meet her tomorrow." And with that he walked away. What was that about?

Juliette's P.O.V.

I open my eyes to bright sunlight. It hurts my eyes, but I open them anyway. It was peaceful until I remember that I am tied down in that lunatics tree house. I look up at my wrist to see that they are raw and have some dry blood on them. Probably from trying to get myself out of them for most of the night.

I was so occupied by trying to get out of the binds and thinking about home and my mother I didn't realize I had gone to sleep.

Oh God, my mom! She must be worried sick about me! I would be to if I left my daughter in a locked apartment and come to see that locked apartment is empty. If I had any tears left, I would being crying.

"Good. You're awake." A voice from the corner of the tree house said. I jumped and turned to see the devil himself. He was smirking at me. Not like the smiles that he has given me, but a smirk. "I thought I would have to wake you up myself, but then thought that would be rude. I'm glad you're up though. Sleep well?" He asked.

I don't reply for three reason. One, I don't want to talk to him. Two, I'm pretty sure it was a retorical question. Three, my throat is so dry I don't think I have the ability to speak. He comes over to me and unties my hands, finally.

Peter sits me up and looks at both of my wrist. He rubs them with his thumbs and I wince in pain. He stops imideatly. "Don't worry, I can fix that up." He reaches on a little night stand next to the bed and takes out a band aid and begins to wrap my wrist. "All better." He says once he is done and kissed both my bandaged wrist. To be honest, if he wasn't crazy, this wouldn't make me uncomfortable.

He touches my cheek and I flinch at his touch. "One day," he starts. "you will love my touch." He said in a very... seductive voice. I hopefully won't be long enough to let that happen. Not that it will ever happen.

Peter stands up and brings me up with him. I look down, but he grabs my chin and makes me look at him in the eyes. They seem much calmer than last night. "Are you ready to meet some new people?"