Part 9

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"Goodnight Girls" I said as I tucked Lily and Wendy in for bedtime. "Goodnight mummy" Lily whispered. Wendy said nothing, she had fallen asleep when I had read them their story;Peter Pan. I turned off the light and closed the door behind me. I walked down the hallway slowly looking at the pictures of the family I once had. My favorite picture is of all four of us sitting down in a garden. Wendy was 2 months old and Lily 3 months. Peter was holding Wendy and I was holding Lily and Peter was giving me a kiss on the temple. He looked so handsome with his dark green sweater and dark grey jeans. The girls had on matching pink dresses with roses. I was wearing a light blue sweater with green flowers on it. We all looked so happy. I put my hand over my mouth and started to cry. I missed Peter with all my heart. No, he wasn't dead, but Rumple had captured him in Pandora's Box and said that he would let him out if I sacrificed my girls. Peter had told me to never go with Rumple's deal and said he loved me with all his heart. I still remeber that dreadful day. How I begged Rumple not to take him away, and how I couldn't do anything to save Peter. How I watched my husband get sucked into a box for eternity until I gave up my girls. Thinking all this made me angry. "DAMN YOU" i screamed throwing a vase against the wall. I leaned against a wall and bawled my eyes out. "Peter..." I whispered. I sat on the ground wiping my tears. Lily came out from her bedroom looking at me with the saddest eyes I've ever seen. "Mummy are you ok?" she whispered walking over to me with her stuffed deer. Peter had gven her that because she loved the Disney movie Bambi. "I'm fine sweetheart, why don't you go back to bed?" I said smiling weakly. Lily walked over to me and gave me a hug and a kiss on the head. I hugged her back, and walked her back to her room. "Now get some sleep and remeber to think lovely thoughts." i whispered. "Like daddy always told me to do." she said smiling and getting comfortable. I gasped and rubbed her hed and smiled "Yes, just like what daddy told you to do." I left the room quietly to go to my room and go to bed. All that damn crying had made me tired. I got in my sweater and sweatpants, put my hair up in a bun and fell asleep with Peter's pipe music stuck in my head. 

I woke up in the middle of the night, so decided to get up and opened a window to look out at beautiful England. I saw Big Ben lit up from here, and looked up at the sky and saw so many stars, and I swear I saw a shadow.

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