Amoung The Shadows

Chapter 16-Blood Is Thicker Than Water

Chapter 16-Blood is Thicker Than Water
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I decided to venture to the training area. I know, the sun is setting, I know that I am crazy!

I was not surprised that the area was deserted. Most Lost Boys were out hunting, or getting bandaged up from the fight with the pirates.

I picked up a bow and a quiver, filling the quiver with arrows. I then walked up to Allison's favorite target and began to shoot. I shouted the names of the people I lost so far. My voice was hoarse by the time I finished with dad.

I wondered what it would be like if I was a normal teenager like the one I fantasized I would be at age 9? Would it hurt to be a girly-girl, not a cold-killing-machine? Maybe it would have been easier. Maybe I wouldn't have had to look over my shoulder all the time, incase there was someone that wanted to kill me, kidnap me, our posed any serious threat.
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I put the bow and arrows back. Peter had gotten angry and deffensive when I had tried to comfort him. I did not want to talk to him. I wondered if he was ok. I wonder if the ship is gone? Did I just earn a new enemy? Does Peter still love me like he said he did?
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I sat on a cliff that overlooked the sea. The ship was gone, so I was pretty safe. Besides, I took a few daggers, a sword, and Allison's bow and arrows with me before I went on my walk. Peter wasn't on the beach. Malia was there though, she was walking in the dirrection of Mermaid Laggoon, which was the oppasite way of where I was going, so I decided not to bother her. Allison was her sister after all.

The ocean was swaying calmly. The waves collided with the rocks, and eventually a small rock would tumble into the water. When it will be my turnd to do that?
I thought.
Do what?
Asked a voice I knew all too well.
Peter, why are you spieng on me? And I meant fall into the water, like the rocks.
I replied.
Never. I wont let you fall.
He answered. I scoffed.
It didnt seem that way when you snapped at me earlier. Besides, I am alone.
I said sadly.
No you arnt! You have me! I will always be there.
He stated.
I shook my head.
How come you arnt here now, when I am breaking apart. Why arnt you here, holding me when I am slipping away?!
If he was here, I would slap him, but if he was here, it would defeat the purpose of my statement.
"But, I am here."
It was odd to me that I heard his answer, not thought it. It rang through my ears and echoed into the water below. It played with the waves.
No! I mean...litteraly here, like on this damn cliff with me!
I shouted in my head. Tears threatened to fall again.
What do you mean, love? Turn around.
He said.
I turned.
Behind me, there was the calm, and swaying forest.
I did. Nothing but the damn forest.
I growled.
No, the other way.
I turned, and sure enough I collided with Peter's face.
"Aaagghh!!!" I screamed, when I realized he was not standing on the cliff, I grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the cliff.
"Are you crazy?! You gave me a damn heartattack!!!" He chuckled. He took my hand and pulled me into his chest.

"I am here. I will always be." Now was my turn to cry my heart out into someone's chest. He rested his chin on my head.
"Shh." He cooed.
I nodded.
My tears stopped falling.

I looked up at him, and crashed my lips to his. He kissed back almost emediatly. His lips pressed into mine hard. The kiss began to get open mouthed. Peter's hands where on my hips, and were holding me close to him. My hands were in his hair, holding him closer to me. His tounge grazed my bottom lip, and I granted access. His tounge passed over mine. I pulled back slowly.
"I dont want to go too far." I told Peter. He nodded.
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We took a slow walk on the beach, and talked about thing normal teenagers would talk about. It felt good.