Pan's Lost Girl

Chapter 8

Ann's POV
A piercing white light filled my vision, along with it came a voice. My eyes adjusted to the light and the surrounding area.
I felt a hand on my bare back, and even though I was already freezing, the touch made me shiver and freeze even more than before.
"Don't worry love, just drink this and you'll be fine." I had a feeling whatever I was about to drink wasn't good. I pushed the up away, and Peter came into good view.
"Drink. Your dehydrated. You could die."
Maybe I wanted to die. Maybe I didn't.
He again tried to make me drink. And again I shoved him away.
I saw him get up. Clothes were thrown at me. Then it dawned on me that I was naked. All I saw in this pile of clothes were a pair of green tights and a white tunic. There were no undergarments in sight.
Just peachy.
I wrapped the blanket that had covered me, and stood up. My legs at first wobbly, I made my way over behind a curtain, that had been set up.
Behind the curtain, was placed a chair and on the red cushioned chair was a pair of scissors. They were dull, but they would have to do.
I started cutting the blanket into undergarments and by the time I was done, it was well over an hour and from what I heard, Peter was angry.
I heard him yelling, I heard the boys trying to calm him down. I quickly put on what I had and walked into camp.
Peter was pacing back and forth, his hands on his hips. I heard him breathing heavily. I saw Felix under the shade of a tree, smiling darkly.
Peter still hadn't seen me. I pulled my outstretched hand away, and turned away and ran.
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I knocked on the rock, before Bae put a hand on my shoulder from behind. I jumped back, and he almost dropped the thing he was holding.
He led me inside, silently. No words were needed to describe the tension that Bae and I had.
Then out of the silence I heard him yell. "I'LL KILL HIM!" Then heavy breathing, and sobs. I tried to place a hand on his shoulder but he smacked it away.
"Baelf-" Bae cut me off abruptly, not caring what I had to say.
"I will. For Wendy. For John. For Micheal." I have no idea what he was talking about. I backed away slowly, inching closet to the door.
"Ann... they were my family. They took me in. They are my family." He said, tears still welling in his eyes.
"When I was in the other land, they call it the land without magic. I was on the streets. Starving, I was what they called a boy for the workhouse. I knew of that place. I didn't want to go there..." his voice trailed off, leaving me to my own imagination of what happened next.
"This is my way home." Those words hit me like an arrow to the back, which was very painful.
"Then go." I say bluntly, not willing to show any emotion.
"Come with me! You can be happy too, you'll love Wendy! She's amazing." He said with a glimmer in his eyes.
"No." I want to burst into tears. I want to beg him to stay. But I can't. I hope the best for him.
"What? Ann wh-"
"NO! I can't make it any clearer can I? I don't and never will want to come with you! My home is here now, you left back then. Now I am leaving. So please just go." I say barley holding back the tears.
"Fine." He said, he opened the door and left. The door closed, and I started to cry.
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I felt a warm body around mine, my sobbing into the body. I felt being picked up. I felt the cold Neverland air hit me as the door was opened.
I felt the soft cushiony bedding under me, and the soft quilts that were being wrapped around me.
I felt the presence leave. But what I felt through everything was the pain. The pain that Bae was finally safe, but not with me.
»3 HOURS LATER»
His arms pulled me away before I could place the scolding hot metal on my skin. I just wanted to feel something other than pain. Because everything was pain.
My mother dying. My father being a coward, then becoming the Dark One. My brother leaving me. Being stuck on this island.
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"Don't cry dear. I'll be back soon, but your father is going to take care of you and Bae for now, keep him safe." My mother pulled away from me and walked out of the door.
The night was growing late, and I pulled on fathers cloak. "Mother should he home." I said bluntly, knowing he would do something to keep his wife.
"Your right. Let's get Bae shall we?" He said and I tapped on Bae's shoulder and with that we left to go find my mother.
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"I'm sorry dearie. This shouldn't have happened like this. Well at least your mine." I heard Peter's voice say, but I didn't turn my head. Nothing could help me now, as I silently cried into the small pillow. We both laid down and for a while, I wish I was dead.
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Revised, edited, and rewritten on 5/17/16 (wow a long time right?)