(7) Sweetheart?

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A/N Dear Readers, I have stopped writing this for a while but every time I go on Wattpad I get comments and I feel so motivated to write. I do read your comments, every single one of them, and it's actually amazing! Sorry for not posting for like 4 months! Jesus! And by the way my friend, ahem ehm JENNY reads this. It's awkward. Please stop. And yes Jenny, Peter Pan's eyebrows will always furrow and he will always smirk.
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"Are you alright?!" Pan scorns as he runs up to you.

You stared at him, confused. Since when did he care? As you're about to speak, he realizes too and quickly tries to recover by saying,

"Don't think I mean anything, you're just weak and stupid! Nothing special!" He scolds and angrily stomps away.

A few minutes ago, you woke up near the campfire and had a slight stomachache. You remember the trip to the lake and someone carrying you back. You can't remember who, but they smelled nice. In the corner of your eye, you see Baelfire laughing and playing with the other minions. Somehow, you felt hurt. You shook off the feeling and approached him.

However, as you're a few steps away, the minions stop everything they were doing and glare at you. Baelfire doesn't make eye contact with you; looking at the floor instead.

"Baelfire?" You call out. The minions give him a confused look, urging him to speak.

"D-Don't talk to me." Baelfire mumbles.

"W-Why?" You ask.

"DON'T QUESTION ME! JUST NEVER GET NEAR ME AGAIN! YOU'RE JUST DESPERATE FOR A GUY!" He screams. The other minions cheer him on, fist bumping the air and jumping.

Your mind rambles on about what he said, how could he?

"Baelfire--" You begin but get cut off.

"Shut up! Don't even say my name, it sounds venomous when it's coming from you," Baelfire yells. The minions laugh and continuing taunting you. You back off, confused.

You turn around and run into the forest. Stupid? Yes. Did you care? No. You saw so many weird things in the forest from your notebook. Like wolves, fairies, and evil things! Nonetheless, you run and run farther away from the camp. When you finally stop, you're by a shore. It was slightly familiar but you couldn't connect the pieces. Your mind was busy thinking about what Baelfire said.

You walk carelessly to the waters. Off in the distance you see another island. It's like the one in your drawing! The skull! Your curiosity dies when you hear a growl. Nervously, you turn around.

"You! How dare you leave the camp?" Pan roars.

"I-I'm--"

"Save it! I'm feeding you to the mermaids!"

"W-What?"

In general, mermaids sound pleasant, but when he says it, they seem like Satan! He grabs you by your arm, walking towards the waters. You're too shocked to do anything. He pushes you into the water, his eyes dull, the bright green eyes gone. He mischievously smiles as he watches you struggle swimming. You never learned how because most of your talents were on drawing.

"Oh look! There are some mermaids coming."

You flop around, scared of the water more than the mermaids. You're suddenly dragged further down into the water. You open your eyes and are faced with another person. A mermaid? Your eyes widen as they open up their mouth showing vicious sharp teeth. Their beauty changes into something horrifying. Their eyes turned into a deep lustful red color. They cling onto you getting closer. Their grip tightens as you try to escape. Their fangs haunting your mind, reminding you of what was to come next. You could feel the pain, but it never came.

A stronger force rips you out of the water and the creature screeched while swimming away. You begin coughing up water. Your lungs felt like they were on fire despite the fact water filled them. Tears urged your eyes, begging to fall. You were scared. What was that thing? You felt okay, but the thought of it coming back urged those tears. You let them fall, your wet clothes clinging onto you and your damp hair covering your face.

The next stage, was anger. You realized the reason for the fright was Pan! You let out a growl and moved your hair out of your face. You looked up at Pan, anger apparent. He didn't make eye contact with you. As he runs a hand through his hair, he bites his lips. You struggle to stand up, your clothes dragging you down. You grab handfuls of the sand and furiously throw them at him.

"This... Is... All... Your... Fault!" You cry while throwing clumps of wet sand at him.

After throwing multiple of sand bombs, you look him in the eyes. The bright green eyes were back, they were filled with more guilt and pressure. He flings you over his shoulder and walks back into the forest. You don't object because you were tired and so sick of it all.

You guys end up in the camp. The lost boys looking strangely at Pan. One of the boys speak up,

"Why are you carrying her? She can walk on her own!" He yells. The lost boys cheer him on.

"Shut up." Pan barks back. The lost boys quiet down and look away, ashamed.

"I'm sorry."

"Whatever, just go back into your tents."

He drops you off by the fire and your clothes start to dry.  Your stomach growls. The second day without food. You wanted to see and talk to Baelfire. Ask him why. However, the sun was going down. You were too tired to move after everything. You sleep there on the floor.

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A/N I am not good at endings so there. You sleep on the floor. XD

So I finally got rid of my writers block! Here's a peak at my thoughts:

Okay, so most Peter Pan stories, the main chick is always someone feisty and challenges Pan, that's were the attraction comes. However, I think it's quite overdone and happens way too much. Personally, my preference in relationships is someone who is loyal and prevails to be by side through thick and thin. With that being said, get ready for some moments.

more thoughts next chapter which will be about 'the black cat'. -xIlahi

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