While you sleep//Peter Pan fanfic

Chapter 12

Author's note: Hey sorry it's been so long. I was thinking about ending the story there but then I got to thinking, and reading. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna keep going with this story but if it starts to get really bad please comment ( in the nicest way possible) that it's kinda starting to suck. Anyway I love you all. ON WITH THE STORY!!!!

Elizabeth's POV

I walk to my room, the lights are all off, the streets lamps lighting up the hallway with a soft yellow glow. I smile a half smile of relief, right now I have nothing to worry about. I can just relax and be fine.

I curl up in my bed, under the bright purple sheets, and drift off to sleep, it's a light sleep, but I still dream.

I dream of a boy named Pan, and another boy named Felix. Pan died and Felix helped me try to save him. Then Felix started to fall in love with me. Then we went to England to get my brothers body! That's why I'm still in England. Alone in the.

I hug my legs into my chest, smiling at the moon. Knowing if this Pan guy is real he'd be looking at the same moon.

Pan's POV

I stare up at the moon. Hoping where ever Liza is, if she's alive, that she's staring at the same sliver in the sky. I smile at the thought of her smile, the thought that she but her life at risk to save me.

Felix walks up behind me, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"She died, you know that. I saw her die before my eyes, you just have to let her go." Felix is usually right about most things, but he's wrong about this. She's still alive.

I turn towards him, and punch his jawline. He winces in pain, holding his jaw in his hand. He stands up letting go of his jaw, then he "punched" me in the stomach. I felt nothing.

"That all you got?" I ask, pressing my luck. He shakes his head.

"No, how bout you?" I shake my head.

"No, I got this up my sleeve. Leave this camp and never come back, I don't care how long you've been here. I never want to see you in this camp again, if I do. I WILL slit your neck." I say, a crazy look in my eyes. I felt the adrenaline pumping through my body, I felt like I could go on a murder spree and never get tired. I would definitely murder Felix, if I were my old self. The self I'm ashamed of.

Fear strikes Felix's eyes. He gives me a look of horror, then turns and runs out of the camp. I sigh, kinda regretting the decision I just made.

Max comes running towards me. When he gets to me he's breathless, breathing heavy, bent over his legs trying to regain his breath. "Where's......" he pauses still trying to catch his breath, "is Felix going?" He finishes standing up straight.

"He pissed me off." I say, contempt in my voice. Max have me a worried look. "He's not dead but he might not make it long, he can't come back to the camp, ever. If he does he will die." I finish, trying hard to not make Max worried, he is my new best man.

"Okay," he says, as if he was reading my thoughts.

"Welcome to the team." I exhale, putting my hand out for him to take. He takes it and we shake hands.  

I look back up at the moon, really hoping she's looking to.

I just want to see her dark blue eyes, with tiny specks of gold in them one more time.

Elisabeth's POV

I know what I have to do. I have to at least try to find Pan, but the voice in the back of my head is saying be the one to forget.

I shake the voice away, and stray to pack my bag.

"I have to get out of here before Richie wakes up."

I start packing a bag full of sweatshirts and jeans, a few tanks, a t-shirt  and converse. I finish stuffing the bag full, and strip off my dress. Getting my earring caught on the fluff of the dress. I rip in off my ear. Leaving a tiny bit of blood, I touch my ear gingerly, it seems fine.

I through on a t-shirt, converse, jeans, and a sweatshirt, then climb out my window. It's windy but I don't mind, I jump from the roof onto a bush, hurting my  ankle a little.

I hop back up and start running towards the docks, thinking it was the right why to go.

Wait, be the one to forget. The voice in my head says, I push past it and keep running.

I see a cargo ship, that might be heading in the right direction, I start running towards it.

"HALT!" A voice yells behind me, it sounds like Richie. I stop in my tracks, eyes wide. I turn my head a little to see how spoke, I was right it was Richie. I'm faster than him when his drunk, so I start running.

I get the boat and get on, I can't even see Richie he's so far back. I hide behind a stack of boxes, and I'm off to wherever Peter Pan lives: