While you sleep//Peter Pan fanfic

Chapter 3

Elisabeth's POV

Its just a dream, it's just a dream.

A sob escapes me. "Peter would never kill me," I say trying to comfort myself. "Would he?" My sobs her louder. I put my hands to my face, trying to counsel my sobs.

Crying wears you out quickly, I soon have cried all the years I was capable of crying, and sobbed all the sobs I could muster.

"Pan would never hurt me. He loved me at one point, for a brief second, he loved me," I tell myself. I drift off to sleep. A nice dumb sleep, a dreamless sleep, a black and peaceful sleep.

"Liza? Can you hear me?" A voice asks, Pan. My eyes flutter open, I scream seeing Pans face.

I back out of his arms and onto the ground trying to get as far away from him as possible but still be able to talk.

"What's wrong with you?" I ask in a whisper, close to tears.

"What did I do?" He asks, reaching a hand towards me. I swat it away.

"What was her name, the girl you killed?" I ask, letting some tears slip through my closed eyelids.

"What are you talking about?" Pan asks a questioning look upon his face.

"Don't play dumb! I just want to know her name!" I shriek, clenching my fist. Then what I had been shrieking about dawning on Pan.

"Her name was Melody, and we were in love," he whispers. I grow hot with anger.

"I knew it, I meant nothing to you, that kiss, it was just one of your sick games." I say, turning and running into the woods.

"Elisabeth!! Wait!! Liza! I love you!" Pan calls after me, "I love you," he says one last time before I'm out of earshot.

He loves me. He actually loves me. Wait, is this one of his sick games. I was falling for Pan, but now, I think I'm falling away from Pan.

I run until my legs grow tired and I can't move them anymore. I've made it to the beach. There's a boat on the shore, if I only can get to it. I see a man in the distance, obviously he sees me cause he starts walking towards where I kneel.

"Hey, you, girl!" He shouts, coming at me in a quicker pace. I stay still waiting for him to reach me, I don't wait long. He grabs the collar of my shirt and pulls me to my feet like my dad used to.

"You could've asked me to stand up," I say sarcastically. He makes a little snorting laugh.

"I like your moxie," he says, "What's your name?" He asks me with a giant grin. He teeth a turning a pale yellow, and his breathe smells like rum.

"Elisabeth," I say, grinning at him. He puts me down.

"Come back to my ship? We could use a woman's touch," he says, putting a hand on my back.

"I'll come back, but you'll have to look somewhere else for a woman's touch, I want to learn how you use a sword," I say, walking towards the ship, the man still had his hand on my back, I a comforting way, like a mother or father.

We walk aboard the ship.

"Everyone listen up, we have a lady on board that we'll teach to be a pirate!" He sounds excited.

"Aye, Captain Hook!" One man yells.

"Smee, teach her how to use a sword! I'm gonna sail away from this island," Hook says to the same man that spoke up earlier. I walk over to him.