Hooked

Crocodile

Most of the boys had drifted off to sleep and I even noticed Peter starting to doze off. After an amazing evening of story telling and laughter the boys were exhausted, and my eyelids were feeling the weight of the busy day pulling them down.

No.

I can't fall asleep I need to return soon. As much as I have enjoyed my freedom my life is back on the ship.

I feel like a crocodile sitting half in the water. Observing, Lying, only showing half of my self to Peter and the boys.

I spare one last glance at Peter before I exit their tree home. Once I exit I push the knot hole back concealing the entrance from the outside world, they must have a good reason for hiding it so well, although there is no danger in these woods.

I walk through the woods and though it's night, the ever shining full moon that Neverland has lights the way towards home.

I walked for about two miles until I got to the white cliffs that overlooked the bay in which the Jolly Roger was docked. The sound of voices and a lively fiddle tune drifted upwards and bounces off the rocks. Silhouettes were illuminated by lanterns on deck.

I'm not ready to go back there is still too much island to explore to give up now. I sit down and start throwing tiny pebbles over the edge of the cliff. I could stay another day or two, I mean I'm already out right? And if I go back now who's to say I'll ever have this chance again.

"Ahem" somebody cleared their throat behind me. Turning around I see Peter staring at me with a lazy smile.

" You left without saying goodbye." he almost sounded hurt.

"I thought you were asleep and I didn't want to wake you." I replied.

"And miss out in the chance of a midnight adventure?!? I would rather never sleep again!" he said with an honest laugh. He sat down beside me following my gaze to the ship.

"What are you thinking about? Do you want to go back to the ship?" I looked over at him trying to decide if he was going to freak out over the pirates again.

I answered honestly "I don't know, it's my home and I miss it, but life here is one big adventure. It feels as if this island and with you and the lost boys is home also."

" Wendy pirates are no good. You shouldn't have to live with the earths scum." His words made me flinch, he spoke with so much detest. I lower my gaze to the crows nest, though I couldn't see from here I could guarantee that Eric would be there looking up at the stars.

"They aren't all bad." my voice barley above a whisper. Peter scoffed at my remark.

"They are cheats, they kill, and they steal."

"Peter you were just telling me earlier how you once stole three deer hides from the Indians!"

"Okay, well... it's worse when they do it!"

"Peter..." I say with a warning tone.

"Wendy..." he mimicked in the same tone.

Suddenly he scoots closer and grabs my hand holding it. He's so close I can feel his breath on my neck, but I don't turn to look at him. My gaze is still locked on the ship that has now become quiet.

"You could stay here." he whispers "with me and the lost boys. I promise that you will never be lonely or sad...I promise you'll always have an adventure"

I turn to look into his eyes " Promises mean little to me in a world full of lies."

His brow creases in confusion. "I would never lie to you Wendy." he said giving my hand a light squeeze.

"I know you wouldn't Peter." I say giving him a reassuring smile.

What else could I say? How could I possibly explain that I was talking about myself? I knew the truth eventually I would return home and eventually he would realize that I'm one of them instead of their hostage. Eventually he would speak of me also with disgust in his voice.

Eventually he would see I'm the crocodile.

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