Amoung The Shadows

Chapter 4-The New Begining

The "Bathroom" I refered to previously is actually a small stall like space that Peter made for Teresa and I to do our "Buisness" in. I thank him for at least installing the toilet seat properly. From someone who had spent his entire life on an island, he is quite the handy man! Also, he has magic...so that was probably his way off creating the "Bathroom" as well as the multiple cabins.

I stepped out of the Bathroom and walked toward the clearing. It was empty because everyone is still sleeping I asume. It was a nice change. Back in the Glade everything was planed out and in order, yet it was still sloppy. Here everything seemed carefully put together and planed. Starting from the cabins to the way the "Lost Boys" did things. Maybe Peter was a good leader and not the phychopath I took him for.

I sat down on a log surrounding the fire pit. The embers still gave off warmth although the fire had been put out a long time ago. That is sort of how Chuck...well...feels to me...or is to me right now. He may be gone, but I feel as though he will sit down next to me right now and fill me in on his feelings about us escaping the Maze.

I was startlex because someone did sit next to me...sadly, it was not Chuck, and as you might have guessed it is none other than Peter Pan. In my prepheral vision he was only a green siluete, but I could imgine what he looked like right this moment.

We sat in silence for a few minutes and finaly he was the first to speak. "How was the night?" His accent was extremely charming. Newt's was WAY better though! Dont get any ideas! I decided to answer back because I am just that nice. "Well, I had no nightmares which is strange...but other than that everything is great! Once again, thank you for the Bathroom it is really wonderful! I must say this change of scenery is certainly for the better!" He smiled and I gave a half smile. "I know you miss that little boy" he spoke. Then added shortly, "He had a pretty bad wound. Clearly made by a knife!" Yes it was. The person that did it us probably still alive though. I decided to change the topic because I was sort of hoping to get a break from the fact that one of the best boys I ever knew was murdered recently.

"So...why dont you really allow females on this island? I mean, I noticed there really arnt any here now apart from Teresa and I. Was there something that sparked this?" I didnt mean to be so inquisative, but I am curious.
He looked into oblivion and then back at me. He looked me strait in the eyes like Newt would when he is about to say something deep."Yes. There is a back story. I have been observing you, and I have come to the conclusion that if I tell you something and ask you to keep it a secret, you will." I nodded. "Alright then. There was once this girl by the name of Mary." He looked down at his shoes, then continued. "She was an amazing person. She had a very free spirit. That is what I like most about her I guess. Her hair was as black as a strong raven's wing, and her eyes reflected all of her moods. She had dimples when she laughed...everything was perfect about her. But I let her go. Infact, I didnt just let her go-" His voice cracked and he added, "I pushed her away. Now she is probably never coming back." His eyes were glassy so I put my hand on his shoulder to comfort him. "I know what it is like to lose someone you love. I did recently...not Chuck."