𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝙶𝚒𝚛𝚕

Ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ Ｔｅｎ

I waited anxiously for the two to come back, with my foot tapping anxiously. I bit my fingernails, silently cursing myself as it was a pact I had made with myself to never do.
After some time, they did. Holding hands? When did they get so close? They were laughing together, Pan with sparkles in his eyes and Wendy looking at him with admiration.
I glared at them slightly, thanking the gods that I was too far away for them to see me.
"They got close fast," Felix noticed as he sharpened his knife across the rocks.
"Too close," I muttered quietly enough so he couldn't hear me.
The pair came back to the campfire, still giggling with each other, much to my dismay. They sat down next to me, but didn't greet or say anything to me. I frowned. I thought Peter was at least going to give me some attention.
Felix noticed me alone, and he tugged my shoulder.
"Want some food?" He asked. I nodded, happy to get away from the couple.
We came back with the dinner of the day, and still, nothing. Pan was officially ignoring me.
My face turned red as I ate the chicken thighs in silence, while all the other Lost Boys loudly made conversation.
As soon as I finished my meal, I stood up, ready to go back into the hut.
I sighed with myself. How could I become so stupid? Why did I let a boy, a player, fool me?
So stupid. I cursed myself as I changed into my pajamas. Still ashamed, I walked over to my bed, the safety of the sheets pulling me in and rocking me to sleep.

ONE MONTH LATER....

Pan and Wendy. It's funny how time passes by so quickly, how Peter and I used to be a couple, but now Pan doesn't even acknowledge me anymore. His whole focus is on Wendy. It hurts, I have to admit. It hurts when he asks me if I too, think Wendy'a hair looks pretty today. It hurts when he asks me if Wendy's eyes look shinier that day. Everything. Fucking. Hurts.
With my overbearing thoughts, I finally got out of bed. Pan doesn't even bother to wake me up anymore, since he gets up at the crack of dawn to go meet Wendy.
I stood in front of the mirror, looking at my dreadful eye bags and how I've slowly become skin and bone. It's embarrassing how skinny I've become. Even at Mom's, I was healthier.
I threw on a random long sleeve with ruffled sleeves and pants. I didn't even bother brushing out my hair anymore. Crazy what heartbreak could do to you.
I slugged out of the hut, looking to my right to see Pan and Wendy, talking and laughing again. I rolled my eyes as I sat down on one of the steps leading up to the mess hall.
I played with pebbles on the ground before noticing a shadow stand above me. Curly hair?
"Chloe?" Pan looked down at me confusingly. My eyes widened before I forced myself to roll them and look down. Now he was talking to me.
"Are you okay? You look a little pale."
"Oh."
"Oh? Is that it?"
"Yes."
"Wow, you really aren't friendly anymore, are you?"
That ticked me off. I stood up, looking at all directions to make sure we were alone.
The audacity. I couldn't believe what he was saying. My eye twitched.
"Me? Not friendly enough for you?" A flame sparked and ignited inside of me. "No, Peter Pan. You have been deliberately ignoring me and not speaking to me. Are you hearing yourself right now?"
Peter looked taken back. "I-" He paused, heading the footsteps behind us. Oh great. Here comes the Wendy Whore.
"Peter!" Wendy approached us, her ghastly smiled haunting me. "I've been looking for you!" She looked at me. "Why, hello Chloe! Nice day, isn't it?"
I glared at her. Her smile faltered, but she fixed it and grabbed Peter's hand. "Come on, we were going to see Lake Covey!"
Lake Covey. Lake Covey? The same lake with a reputation of being one of the most notorious places for couples? The one that Pan was going to show me after we kissed?
Before I could comment, Wendy was already dragging Pan away, making conversation with him. Per usual, Peter didn't even look back at me. Nothing I wasn't used to.
Not having anything better to do, I watched them for a while as they engaged in talking from a good twenty feet away. My eyes focused, picking up on the details of how they each looked. Wait, why was Wendy blushing? And why on Earth was Peter smiling like he was the happiest man alive? Now she's touching his face, and she's staring into him.
I watched as my heart shattered into a million pieces as Wendy leaned in to kiss Peter. Peter's eyes widened, before he closed them and wrapped an arm around her.
I let out a strangled gasp, covering my mouth with my hands. I leaped from the steps, my jog turning into a full run as I sprinted away from the two. Pan noticed me first, and he broke the kiss with Wendy.
I dashed into the forest, making sure I was a good distance from them. Tired and horrified, I collapsed under a tree and took deep, shaky breaths to calm myself down.
I only had thirty seconds to myself before I heard someone calling my name.
"Chloe? Chloe!" Great. Just the person I wanted to see.
Pan suddenly appeared in the forest, looking around frantically until his eyes met mine. I silently chided myself for not picking a better hiding spot.
"Chloe, I know what you're thinking, and it's not what it looks like."
"It's not what it looks like? Wow. So you didn't just make out with that whore, Wendy?" I spat at him as I made crazy gestures in the air.
"She's not a whore." Pan's eyebrows wrinkled, like he couldn't believe I said that. I scoffed, my temper boiling more. After all of this he was still defending her? My mouth twitched, my breathing coming out in shaky breaths. I was so mad.
"No. No. You don't get to defend her, not after what you did to me. You led me on, made me believe I was actually worth something. Made me think we were all buddy buddy. Did our kiss mean nothing to you?" I began yelling, not being able to contain my emotions. I laughed in disbelief. I really allowed myself to get played.
"I guess I was just a game to you, wasn't I?" I looked accusingly at Pan, who shook his head.
"No Chloe, you know I care about you." He protested, trying to calm me down. It wasn't working.
"No you don't. You weren't a game to me, at least. I guess that's all that matters to you, isn't it?" Tears started to swim in my eyes, and as I blinked, they streamed down my face.
"You were my first kiss. Fuck, I even lost my virginity to you!" I started laughing hysterically. How this boy had toyed with me like a puppet.
Pan looked at me with regretful eyes. "Chloe, no. You know I care, don't say that."
As I screamed at the blonde, my top shifted a little, making my arms visible. I noticed quickly, and pulled up my shirt to cover it, but I wasn't fast enough for Pan to not see.
He looked at me and than my arms. His face slowly turned from confused into realization. "Have you been starving yourself?"
I shook my head frantically.
Pam tried to disagree, but I cut him off, tired and done with arguing, my chest sagging a little. Pam's dark eyebrows crinkled as he tried to argue.
"Peter, just leave." My voice filled with exhaustion. "Please. Leave me."
"No. You are obviously unwell, and we need to take you to the camp medic as fast as possible. Come on, Chloe." Peter tried grabbing my arm and his face was horrified how skinny it was.
I pulled back with the little energy I had. "For fucks sake, can you just leave me alone?" I yelled at him. I sighed, my eyes softening. "I'll be fine. I promise I'll head back soon. But I need some time to myself." I pleaded with him. It was the least he could do.
Pan rubbed his temples and sighed. He looked at me with those big emerald eyes. The ones I fell for.
"No Chloe, that's-"
"Please."
I guess him seeing the tears stream down my face and the skinny mess I was gave him some pity, because he simply looked at me with a pained expression and headed off towards camp.
As soon as I heard no more footsteps, I collapsed on the forest floor again, this time sobbing loudly. As snot dripped down my nose and tears landed on my skirt, I thought about the love I still kept in my heart for Pan. All I want to do right now is to strangle him in his sleep, but this boy somehow still has a hold on me.
As I laid in the safety of the trees, I cried and cried and cried of how my Peter would never be truly mine ever again.

Authors note: guys i wrote this SUPPPPPPER late at night again so this is probs really bad but i will revise it😭 i actually feel so bad for chloe its so sad:( but it gets better dw
this chapter literally reminds me of the peppermint patty audio on tiktok:p if you don't know what i'm talking abt, go listen to it rn
it starts with "what happened at the girls camp peppermint patty?" and so on and so forth :)) OKKKK gn my lovelies!! have a good nights sleep and i love you all sm🫶🏻