Slave For Him |M.B|

Chapter 16: Welcome to Neverland.

January 15th, 1947

The morning was chilly, it was caused by Coastal breeze blowing in from the ocean. The sun was warm. But it wasn't warm enough for me not to wear a jacket and a hat, and gloves. I was told exercise was good for babies, and since I didn't really do much when I was pregnant the last time, I was going to start getting more exercise to keep this baby. I had walked all the way from the house to Leimert Park, just for the heck of it. Matt was working late last night, he came to bed at almost four in the morning. So instead of waking him up for breakfast like I usually do, I allowed him to sleep. I ate breakfast and got dressed before heading out for a walk about.

The birds sang their lovely turns and cars passed me by, sharing casual waves and nods. I was going to cut through the parking lot and make my way around the park to head home. My heart stopped and my blood ran cold. My eyes widened and a scream became trapped in my throat. I don't know why but I ran away. I turned around and ran with that scream bottled up inside my throat and fear flaring my nostrils. Exercise is good for a baby but nothing this intense. My abdomen became cramped and it was hard for me to breathe but I continued to run anyways. I wanted to close my eyes and scream. I felt like a child being told Santa wasn't real. I felt like a child whose innocence was forcefully ripped away from them. It was June all over again. I saw Sue lying there in that parking lot, I didn't see that blue eyed woman.

The odd memory of daddy telling me the story of Peter Pan came to the front of my mind. I remember how he used to tell it, it wasn't happy and lighthearted at all. It was dark and gloomy. He'd tell me that Peter's shadow would lure children out of their windows so they could fall to their deaths and then it'd take them to Neverland where he'd keep them children forever. They were never to grow up and learn what innocence really was. Innocence wasn't something only children had. Innocence is something that makes people burn bright, it makes them smile at the clear skies above and be thankful for the life and things they have. Innocence can be held onto until you're old and grey, but that is very unlikely since the world is cruel and there is a war upon us. I've slowly been losing my innocence, and finally there was only a small sliver of it left. I had to cling onto that for dear life, otherwise I'll be going to Neverland to remain a child forever.

The story I was told in School pitted Captain Hook as the bad guy. But the way my daddy told me it, Captain Hook was trying to rescue the children of Neverland from Peter but the children saw him as someone who was trying to make them grow up when they didn't want to, so they fed him to the crocodile.

I guess in a way I see Matt and Captain Hook and Danny as Peter Pan. Danny is trying to keep everyone from growing up, he's trying to lure me to Neverland while Matt's trying to rescue me from that. I just hope Danny doesn't feed Matt to the crocodile and keep me in Neverland forever.

Home was in sight and I couldn't be more grateful for that. I was mind boggled that I ran all the way from Leimert Park. It took me forty minutes to walk there, and almost ten to run back home. I was dreading myself, hating the fact that I ran all this way while pregnant. I couldn't keep putting my baby in danger like this.

Sheer panic shook through me as I planted my icy cold hands on his warm skin. But his skin wasn't as warm as I thought it'd be. It was chilled, like he was outside not too long ago. My heart was pounding inside my throat and my stomach was almost ready to regurgitate my breakfast. I was still wearing my shoes and jacket. I must've looked like a mess, I was a mess. I just ran all the way from Leimert Park.

"Matt, wake up!" I cried at him fearfully. His pale eyes shot open and he jerked up in the bed. He gasped out loud and looked at me with frightened eyes that immediately went into a defence mode. I felt better when he was protecting me. Usually I think I can protect myself, and for the most part I can. But this, I can't protect myself from this. I need his help.