Amoung The Shadows

Chapter 9- Lovely Lost Girl

I woke up and couldnt breath. I was dieng. Finally...

I gasped once I got my breath back. I was in a bed in a peculiar room. The one I recognized as mine. Peter was in the chair next to me, asleep.
The previous events came back to me and I nearly let a tear spill, but then I got a severe migrane and screamed.
It's ok! Just me! Please listen, he is the one that hurt me, not Peter....His shadow. Peter's dark side did. Let him protect you. He is good...He told me. I love you, but please forget me.
The pain receeded yet Newt's voice echoed in my head. Please forget me. Please forget me.
No Newt, I can never forget you.
If Newt got that message, I could imagine how his head would hang and he would shake his head-
I realized Peter had gotten up and was sitting next to me, inspecting me.
"What?! Stop staring at me!"
His eyebrows shot up and I suppresed a laugh.
"I'm sorry...You must have seen the boy. I...it wasnt me...I can tell you that!" He looked at me pleadingly, and if Newt hadnt told me personaly...in my head...that I should let Peter protect me, I would have slapped that sucker across the face right now.
"It Wasnt You?! Oh...Alright...I'll just believe you cus' you always tell the truth!!!! And yeah, you totaly didnt hate my boyfriend because he loved me and I loved him! You know, you could have spent less time stalking me, and more time watching over your precious Lost Boys!" I seethed. He didnt understand the meaning of love or dead, apparently. In fact, I was not going to tell him about Mary. Evil right?
Hopefully when the demon acquired me, he didnt get Mary or Teresa.

His cheeks were badly flushed and I could tell he was angry. His eyes darkened, he diserved it.
"Dont say that. You dont know what you are talking about." He breathed through clenched teeth. Hell he was mad! I like it. I smiled sweetly and then looked down to see what I was wearing incase I woke up naked...

I was not naked, instead I wore the white dress from earlier. I stood up and said.
"Whatever." I was about to walk out the door when Peter grabbed my wrist. Oh, no.
He swung me around to face him and slammed me against the door. He then locked it behind me. Double oh, no.
His eyes were slightly turned down on the scary. Ok.
He leaned put his head dangerously close to my ear and whispered "You wouldnt say that if you were me, and love, Peter Pan never fails." His lips brushed my ear and chills ran down my spine. This is soooo not happening!
I tried to wriggle free, but he had me in a lock.

It was indeed happening, "You have no idea how long I waited for you to stop loving him." He smiled and put his lips on my neck. Once again I tried to wriggle free. Peter smircked, "If you want me to stop, just say the word. Stop." He reminded me too much of Newt. I missed Newt, but Newt didnt love me anymore. He told me to forget about him. I didnt know someone could possible be so selfish, so I was silent. Peter's gaze shifted to my lips.
He smiled and Leaned in. I didnt struggle, but I didnt kiss back.
Then, I felt something, our lips fit together perfectly and Peter's kiss was less soft. A tear slipped my eye and I moved my lips in responce and he smirked yet again against my lips. "Lovely...Lost...Girl" He spoke against my lips. He than pulled back and stepped away.

I took my chance and escaped out the door while I could. Lovely lost girl. Once again I found myself running into the forest, my dress flowing behind me, Mihno shouting after me.

Just as I stepped foot into the forest, I was thrown back. I felt lightning surge through me and once again darkness crept it's way into my vision.