•monster• (Peter Pan OUAT)

Five

When I woke up my forehead was leaning against something, I looked up to see it was an arm I was leaning on which was attached to a smirking Peter.
"Morning love" he said in his beautiful English accent.
I rolled my eyes then got out of bed.
I heard Peter laugh to himself.
"What's so funny?" I asked annoyed.
"Your falling for me" he replied smugly.
"What makes you so sure of that?" I ask pissed off.

"I've been around for a while, I can tell a lot if things about a lot of people, it's been in your eyes for a whole now but it's become annoyingly distracting" he replied confidently.
This guy....
I started digging through the wardrobe for some clothes.
"Believe what makes you feel better about yourself Pan" I say trying to hid my rage.
"Good job at keeping calm then" he said as he walked over to me.
I turned around and he was right behind me.

"How did you-" I start to ask but he stops me with his hand over my mouth.
He moved my hair away from my ear with the hand that was covering my mouth and leaned in.
"The game isn't fun if you don't play back, I like a challenge" he whispered.
"What game?" I ask trying to keep a poker face but in reality my heart was racing.

Peter smirked against my ear.
"Don't play dumb, you know you were playing when you got here, but you gave up, so my question is why?" Peter asked slowly dragging his face towards mine while keeping minimal distance.

"I'm not a toy that you can play with" I said angrily.
"Or you don't want to admit you were loosing" he replied cockily.
"I wasn't loosing" I say standing my ground.
"Yes you were.... because Peter Pan never fails" he said then leaned up and walked away.
Fine, if he wants to play, I'll let him think he's winning.

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Peter had called us in for target practice.
He have is some bows and told us to shoot the targets.
After a few minutes Pan stopped us.
"Elizabeth, come here darling" he said motioning me over.
I did as he asked and stood next to him.
"Who do you think is the best shooter here?" He asked referring to the lost boys.

"Uhhmm..... him" I said pointing to a boy I hadn't met.
"Lovely, now please stand in front of the target" he commanded me.
"What?!?!" I ask worriedly.
"Do I have to repeat myself?" He said getting angry.
Keep with the game Elizabeth.
I bowed my head and went and stood in front of the target.

"Good, now joe take this and stand here" Peter commanded the boy.
He did as he was told.
"Felix" Peter said motioning to me.
Felix walked over to me and placed an apple on my head.
I balanced it and tried to stay calm.
"When your ready" Peter said and leaned against a tree.
The boy raised his bowed and started aiming.

I closed my eyes when I hear him release it.
I feel a thud and open my eyes to see the arrow on the edge of the target.
"You can go closer than that joe, hit the apple" Peter said.
After another try the arrow was next to my head.

"Peter please stop, he'll hit me" I begged.
He walked over to me trying to hide a smirk.
"Are you uncomfortable in this situation?" He asked worried.
I nodded.
Peters face changed from lovingly to an evil smirk.
"Good" he said and walked back to the tree.
"We'll keep going" Pan said to the boy.
He raised his arrow and I clenched my eyes and my fists. done tears were rolling down my face.
There was a pause, the longest pause in my life.
I open my eyes and when my vision clears I see pan with his hand up halting the boy from shooting.
"Good, now that you've suffered you can all go back to what your doing" he said and walked away.

I hate Peter Pan.