I'm Dead

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Y/n POV:

I'm dead...

Well, not yet. I'm alive. I'm just going to be dead...

Let's rewind a little bit:

**Rewind**

"Y/n! What in the world are you doing?!"

I look down from the tree I just climbed to see people standing at the trunk. I am about 50 feet in the air and the branches I'm hanging on aren't exactly sturdy.

"I'm getting the ropes!" I yell back at whoever is down there.

The only person I know the is down there for sure is Pan. I'm pretty sure he is the one who just yelled up at me.

"What ropes?!" Pan yells again.

"These ropes!" I yell back as I stick my hand out with the pile of ropes.

"How the bloody hell did those get up there?!" Felix yells up at me.

"Don't ask me! I didn't do it!"

"Well, can you come back down?!" Pan yells.

"No, I'm just going to live in the tree!" I yell sarcastically as I roll my eyes. "You know, the branches could make a hut, too, with leaves as the roof! There are even berries!" I continue sarcastically.

"Y/n! Now is no time for your sarcasm!" Felix yells.

"There is always a time for my sarcasm!"

"Just come down!" Pan yells.

"Yeah! Yeah! Give me a minute!"

I begin to untangle the rope from my body with one hand. Dropping the rope with be better because I will be able to climb down faster.

"What are you doing now?!" Felix yells.

"Untangling the rope!" I yell.

"Can you sit on a branch and do it?!" Pan yells.

I pause what I'm doing. That would probably be smarter.

I look at the branches. None of them are sturdy since I'm closer to the top.

"This one will do." I mutter as I sling myself on a random branch.

I grab the rope and begin to untie it from my body again. I can feel the boys watching me from the bottom. Sometimes they can be so overprotective, especially Pan. The boys say I bring out a different side of him, whatever that means.

I'm almost done when I hear a snapping noise. I look at the branch I'm sitting on to see that it is about to snap. I reach for the closest branch but it's too late...

I begin to fall.

I'm dead...

Well, not yet. Once I hit the ground I am.

"Y/n!" I hear multiple shouts.

I try to grab onto one of the many branches I'm passing but I'm going by to quickly. I hit a bigger branch which turns me around so I'm now facing the ground I'm about to hit. Then my arms and legs fly in front and I'm not longer moving.

"Y/n, are you okay?"

I feel a pair of arms grab my waist. I look and meet Pan's eyes and then I look up.

The rope saved me! I didn't untangle it all the way and it must've snagged on a branch.

"Are you okay?" Pan asks as he grabs my face so I'm looking at him.

I'm on the ground now. Both my feet on solid ground.

"I never want to climb a tree again." I whisper still in shock of what just happened.

"You'll live by that for less than a week." Pan says with relief lacing his voice.

"You're probably right." I say as he lets go of me.

"Oh, he is. You'll be back in a tree in no time." Felix says as he laughs.

"For now, I really like the ground."

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