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Peter Pan (Once Upon a Time)

It was midnight. I sat beside my window. Looking at the world outside of it. I looked into my hand, the moonlight reflecting off the razor blade. With my other hand, I wiped the fresh tears from my cheek. My arm looked so pale, my scars sheet white in the flood of moon light. I pulled up them hem of my shorts, revealing the newer scars and cuts. The scabs reflected the light too, making them look shiney.

My lip quivered, and i pressed the blade into my leg, sliding it. I did this repeatedly. The blood pooled, and amazing velvet red in the moons rays. I whimpered and stumbled standing up.

I was shocked to silence as l strange shadow crossed the wall. I turned to the window, looking for the source. There was nothing. Immidently, my mind brought back all the scary movies and books I'd read and seen. However, my fear quickly subsided, and i stood tall, my leg wavering under the extreme pain I'd put it through.

I was ready, if there was a minster, it could take me. I wanted to be dead anyways.

It flew by again, too fast for me to tell what it was. Then it went by again, and again, and again. I step over to the window, placing my palms flat against the glass. The shape mirrored me, placing its hands on the other side of the glass. My heart fluttered with the slight anticipation of what was coming. It was s person. I boy i think. But it was too dark to see what he looked like.

He moved, pulled the glass away, opening the window. He stepped into my room. And i stepped back, flipping my light switch, and the boys face was flooded with light. He looked about my age, with green eyes and slightly curly brown hair that folded over perfectly.

"What are you doing...?" He had a thick accent and a worried one.

"Waiting" i answered simply.

He pushed me back onto my bed. He pulled my shorts off in one swift movement. He pulled the sheets out from under me and tore a strip off. He wrapped it around my thigh, his hand going high enough to make me blush. He tied it tightly making me wince.

"Why. Did. Do. It?" He growled.

"I want out." I whispered still lying on my bed.

"I can take you away from here. I can take you to never land."

"Like...the... Are you... Peter pan...?"

"Yes. I am. The one and only." He smirked and raised an eyebrow. "So? What do ya say love?" He extended his hand to me. I gladly grabbed it.

He stood me upright, then grabbed what was left of the sheet and wrapped it around my chest like you would a towel. Then, he wrapped his arm around my waist, and pulled me against him. "Ready?" He whispered against my lips. I nodded anxiously.

~time skip~

Peter peeled the bandages from my leg, the wounds pretty much gone now. He smiled up at me happily. "Finally almost completely healed." He stood pulling me to my feet.

"So, I never asked, but that night I showed up, why were you doing this?" He looked deeply into my eyes, his own filled with a sadness.

"I'm broken" I looked away from his gaze.

He grabbed my chin, gently lifting my face back to his, "let me fix you then," he whispered it against my lips before closing the small gap between us and kissing me. He snaked his arms around my waist and pulled me against him, I wrapped mine around his neck. Then, he pulled back.

"I had visited you before, trying to work up the never to go in and actually talk to you." His for head was leaned against mine, his eyes shut, "y/n... I have loved you for a long time. I know you font know me and don't feel the same, but let me win you. Let me fix you." He had pulled back and had a pleading look in his eyes.

"Of course." I smiled and kissed him again.

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