Amoung The Shadows

Chapter 5-You've Got Fire

  He had said that many times and now it was simply irritating! I did not want to let my anger go unoticed until I decided it was wiser to play along.

  I leaned against his chest. His grip loosened once he realized I had relaxed. I thought I heard a small moan from Peter. Then, before things actually happened and he got any ideas, I elbowed him in the stomach. Hard. Now, I knew I had heard a moan from Peter. A moan of shear pain! Mihno's combat lessons actually paid off.

  I leaned down to Peter's level because he was kneeling and whispered in his ear, "Nobody touches me but my boyfriend. Kapiesh?" I let go, smiled, and walked toward Teresa as though nothing had happened.

  "Let's out check the training area, seems interesting." Teresa nodded still clearly at a loss for words.
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I looked at Peter one last time. I already knew he had magic so I wasnt very surprised when I saw himeself healing using his hand, it was shaking. He looked at me with his eyes full of anger to which I was quite indiferent at the moment. I smirked at his postition. I know my act of defience wont go unpunished. I will gladly accept the punishment because I have my reasons for everything I do.
Peter is broken hearted. Also, he is a rude prick. He seems to have a soft spot for me, so why not mess around?
He says I have fire. He sparked it and now that it is there, i'll let it burn!
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Today, the training area was almost empty, there were mostly Lost Boys. Teresa was smiling. "What?" I asked her. "Wellll...I love how you aren't afraid of him. I am not used to being bossed around 24/7 and the way you handled him really inspired me to take a stand against that possessive meanie!" She smiled wider. I processed what she had said. I certainly enjoyed being queen for a second, but I dont think Peter deserves more pain. After all, his anger most likely comes from his heart break. (Not that I care...)
I shrugged and said "I appreciate that you see me as someone strong, but I think Peter has had enough. I...Well...I...Dont think he...you know...really deserves more than what I gave him." I am not someone to hurt a person and be able to live with it easily. Unlike Peter...Probably. color rushed to my cheeks and I began to twiddle whith my fingers. Teresa laughed at this because she knew I felt guilty and my reaction must have been quite amusing.
"Come on." she grabbed my arm and dragged me toward a table with weapons laid on it. They were beautiful to me because we didnt really have any real and elaborate weapons back in the Glade.

  I had seen a small part of my past in the changeling and there was a sword that I was now looking at on the table. In fact, it had my name on it etched in cursive letters. Faith.

I had picked it up because I felt as though it was calling me.(Yeah. Yeah. I know I sound cliche, but it's true. That is how I feel!) It was light to me so I decided to imidietly get to practicing. Teresa picked up a bow and a quiver of arrows and walked over to the targets.

  I practiced different positions and stances on a tree. The poor tree did nothing to me, it's just that it reminded me of Peter so much! He angered me with his smirk and accent. To come to tgink of it was not actually, really, anger...it's just that the fact that he was the first person I had a crush on ever since Newt.

This chapter is dedicated to the wonderful The_mystical_arrow And her thirst for mystery!