Chapter 14

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Peter's POV

"With what," Felix asks seeming mostly scared. I glare at him, knowing he knows what I'm talking about.

"Liza..." I say, taking a dramatic pause, " where did you drop her off?" I ask, trying to get information out of him.

"I... I don't know," he said, all of a sudden getting a stutter, "some where in London." I grab the collar of his shirt and lift him. I throw his body against the tree near us, pinning him there.

"Now you're going to tell me where actually I can find her." I boom, he shakes with fear.

"I honestly don't remember." He shirked, throwing his hands up to guard his face.

"You're lying." I scream over the forest, I'm sure that Liza where ever she is can hear me.

"I don't know Pan! You better get your shit together! You've lost it since I lost her, she went in there without back up to save your ass, so you better shut the hell up! I've been trying to get her back her. I've been sending her memories of this place and she might be coming I don't really know!" Felix screams, I pause and step away from him. He falls to the ground and clasps his stomach for air.

"Wow, I'm an asshole. " I say with a smirk.

"No kidding," he says with a laugh. I put out my hand to lift him up, he gladly takes it. But that's probably a mistake, I clench his hand even harder and I can feel the bones breaking.

"Pan, Pan, stop please I'm begging you please, let go of my hand. Please." Tears stream down his face, but I'm grinning.

"What does it hurt?" I make my best baby voice. "Good now you can feel pain like I did when o found out Liza was gone, especially because you lost her." I say, I speak through clenched my teeth. Liza I'm coming for you.




Elizabeth's POV

I sit in the corner of the ship. Waiting for the ride to end. My stomach rumbles. It's been three days since I've eaten. The works on the ship caught me on the first day, and I've been tied up here since.

"Land ho!" One shouts, doing something with an anchor. Another one comes over and grabs me.

"Hope you can smile," he says, grinning. His breath smells like brandy and his teeth are yellow. He hands me a knife, than picks me up. I can't stab him because my hands are tied but I do start working on the ropes very carefully, as to not drop it.

He stops. We must be at the end of the deck. I cut faster and faster. Trying to free my hands the rope snaps.

"All done? Good." He tosses me over. I scream reaching for the knife. It falls from my grip.

"Son of a.." Cold water rushed over me, and I start to sink.    My hair starts floating above my head. My body goes limp. My eyes slowly shut as I start to sink even further. My body feels weight less as I go into a sleep, than death.

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I feel arms wrapping around my body. Pulling me up. My body is still limp, and icy cold. My head emerges from the water. I gasp for breath. Water rushes over my face, draining.  My eyes fly open.

Looking down, I see arms wrapped around my body. I try to turn around to see the face of the arms.

My hair covers most of my face, leaving a peep hole for my eye. It's a boy's face and he's smiling.

"Liza.." He breathes, a slight faint of hope in his tone.

I must look confused, because his expression changes. He looks concerned.

"You don't remember do you?" He asks.

"Remember what? There is nothing to remember." He releases his grip. I start to treed water, so I don't go under again.

He shakes his head. "This any be happening." His skin turns pale. He turns towards, and plunges into the water. I go down, looking for him. He's moving fast towards land. I swim fast, trying to catch up to him.

I see him emerge from the water. Closely behind him I emerge. Gasping for breath. He keeps moving towards land walking fast.

"What the hell is your problem?" I yell at him, standing to my feet.

He stops and turns around. "My problem? What's your problem. You come here and than you pretend like you don't remember who I am."

"I don't know who the hell you are." I shriek.

"Well, not my problem. Catch the next boat and get the hell out of here." He shakes his head and starts walking towards the tree line.

I stumble backwards. Reaching for something to hold on to. Memories come flooding back.

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