Counting Stars

Chapter 25

Juliette's P.O.V.

I tried so hard. I really did. I tried to fall asleep like Peter had told me. He said that if I were to get some rest, I should be better. But it wasn't working. I lay in the bed all nice and calm trying to go to sleep. Peter kept saying that it was nothing to worry about and that he has seen this many of times before. So I didn't worry. I keep my mind blank and I close my eyes.

But the pain just will not stop.

I can feel the horrible sensation finding a course up my arm. It soon reaches the top of my shoulder within a matter of minutes. I sit up in the bed in total discomfort and pain. I look down at my left shoulder to see it covered in a black spiderweb of whatever it is that Peter said I must have pricked myself with. 'It's nothing to worry about' he says. 'I have seen it before' he tells me. I just hope the pain will be over soon. I don't know why but it hurts to breathe heavily. I'm just concerned that it will become worse and worse to breathe. I'm worried the pain will not end. I am concerned it will get worse. Maybe it just gets worse before it gets better. At least I hope.

I hear something from below the tree house. It must be Peter. Who else would it be? He must be coming to check up on me. I just lay back down and close my eyes so he can think I'm getting rest. I might as well try once more. It couldn't hurt. Maybe even this time I will actually succeed.
I finally hear Peter's footsteps reaching the top of the ladder and walking towards the bed. I don't move. I don't do anything. I just let him believe I'm asleep.

I feel the bed sink down a bit right next to me. I start to think that he might move me over to the other side of the bed so he can get in with me. Peter's has just kind of made himself predictable at this point. I know I cannot stop him so I just decide to let it happen. It's not like he will do anything because he had so many opportunities before and didn't take them. What would make this any different?

He softly rubs his hand up and down my right arm. It was somewhat soothing. Then his hand started to move up to the top of my head and he played with my hair a little.
I think I heard him something softly. I felt some kind of dust go in my face. After that, I got really drowsy. My eyelids got really heavy, even though they were already closed. I just had to go to sleep at this point.

Leo's P.O.V.

I blew some of the poppy into Juliette's face. I could tell she wasn't asleep. Even if she was, it was just percussion. I didn't really feel like having her fight me right now. It was late; I was tired; I just need to get her to Hook. Then the plan can really be put into action. I had so much planed for Juliette before she died and she had no idea what was coming her way.