Trapped In-Between // Peter Pan (Robbie Kay) (OUAT)

Chapter Two.

Darkness. 

That's all I was aware of at the moment.

Until I realized I was mentally keeping my eyes shut. 

'Why didn't Jason wake me up? Why can't I hear the radio?' Was the same thought running through my head for about 10 minutes, until I could barely make out a voice.

"-This could be a very  bad situation."

This voice was one I hadn't heard before. My breath falters. 

'You're dreaming. You're still in the car.' I mentally reminded myself, chanting the same two sentences to myself over and over again for reassurance. But deep down in the logical part of my mind, I knew that those, were in fact lies. 

I sighed and tried to drift off back into my mindless slumber again, but unfortunately it didn't quite work like that.

Time seemed to drag by slower and slower by the second and I was tempted to open my eyes by each moment passing by. I felt peaceful, but by the sound of my heartbeat thumping rapidly in my chest, my body did not. I had no clue where I was or what was going on, nor did I want to.

All I knew for sure, was that everything felt very off and that this was very wrong.  

A plundering of footsteps ran back to approach my lying presence. By instinct I squared my shoulders and took in a deep breath, prepared for whatever was to come. 

"Zach, I brought them all back! What do we do-" A boy's voice rang out, cracking a bit through his sentence. He abruptly stopped because of that, and chuckles from surrounding boys were heard.

'He must be pretty young if his voice hasn't fully developed.' The logical thought of my brain subconsciously spoke as a cringed slightly.

The other half of my thoughts instinctively went to the thought:

'This kid's balls haven't dropped, yet he's hunting for deer?!'

I cringed and tried not to smile at my own thoughts. Jesus Skye, you're in an odd scene like this and all you can think of is puberty?

Speaking of scenes, what exactly was this one I was currently in? Was this a dream? Mentally shaking my head, I knew it wasn't. Which was quite odd considering I was sleeping in a car a minute ago, or what it felt like, at least. So how did I end up from my mom's car, to... what was under me, anyway? I barely twitched my fingers, and rough grass brushed the tips of my fingers. The boys around me were silent, and I could feel their burning gazes upon my body as I refused to open my eyes. They were probably just as curious as I was. I wasn't ready to know though, in all honesty, I was terrified to look up and lock eyes with the people above me. 

  I couldn't really say how I got here, honestly. The last thing I can remember is drifting into a peaceful slumber in the backseat of my mom's car as we drove to a small town called Lake Geneva, in Wisconsin. I was with my little brother. Recalling these memories were vital for my sanity, or so I hoped.

'I'm not going crazy. I'm not insane.' I chanted to myself once again. The area in which I was laying was almost silent, which would've convinced me that the  plentiful of boys were gone, if it weren't for their heavy breathing and shifting of postures.

So many questions were flowing around my mind at the moment and it was quite hard to focus. I finally couldn't take the suspense any longer, and my eyes fluttered open. When the pair focused on the situation above me, my main question finally set in mind and was flashing like bright billboard in Vegas.