chapter 13 ✦ alone

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When you lose someone you love, time seems to stop in an instance. You want to deny everything you've heard or witnessed, telling yourself that it was just a dream or a hallucinated. That's how I felt at the exact moment. I sit in front of Peter's crumbled gravestone in the cemetery, talking to nothing. I probably looked crazy, but at this point, I didn't care what the sick souls down here thought of me.  All I wanted was my Peter holding me. I sniffed and stared at the destroyed stone. I'm going to kill that crocodile.  I now understand how my father felt when Rumpelstiltskin killed my mother. I now know the black hole he fell into. I stood up and started to walk into the woods. I didn't feel like using my magic today even though I had enough anger to fuel it. The blood sky started to darkened and nighttime was falling upon the Underworld. As I walked, my mind wandered into other places until I was interrupted by a flute. It called out to me in the distance, but I ignored it. I continued to walk and started to hear drums. The music was oddly familiar which scared me. I inches forward some more and a light started to appear to me. The music became louder and I entered a field. Boys in animal skin and masks were dancing around a fire while some others played drums. I noticed someone in a cloak who was walking around, playing a pipe. I stepped forward towards the cloaked figure. My mind filled with hope and I reached forward, resting my hand on the shoulder. They turned around and the figure was revealed. I jumped back and fell to the ground. Peter. He smirked down at me, raising his eyebrow. 

"It's good to see you again, Riley. Glad you could make the show," He smiled and I closed my eyes in fear. When I opened them, everyone was gone. I was stunned. It was probably another vision. I sighed and got up from the ground. I stared at the empty field that was once lively in my mind just a few seconds ago . I waved my hand up and a green cloud of magic engulfed me. I reappeared in front of Granny's diner. I walked to the door and entered the quiet restaurant. The blind witch was behind the counter, taking orders from the dead customers. She made eye contact with me. I nodded at her and she scrambled to kitchen. I walked over to a bar stool and sat down next to a little boy who was having a hot chocolate. He strangely reminded me of Henry. I looked down at the counter and a drink was set down in front of me. I looked up and saw the blind witch smiling. I smiled back and looked down at the drink. I saw something swirling in the hot chocolate. I looked back up at the witch. She was occupied. 

"Excuse me," I called and she looked at me. "Did you put something in here?" 

"Why would I do that?" She asked, innocently. I rolled my eyes at her and pushed the hot chocolate towards her. 

"Okay, prove it," I crossed my arms and smirked. "Taste it," She stared down at it for the longest time. She grabbed the cup and put it up to her mouth. She was about to take a sip of it, but slammed it on the counter. 

"Fine," She gave up and I smiled as she took the drink back. I wasn't thirsty anymore. I stared down at the counter and hopped off of the stool. I looked up to see someone who I haven't seen in a while. My father. He stared back at me with utter shock across his face. I could feel my whole body stiffen. 

"Dad," I breathed out. I didn't expect him to smile at me. I couldn't say anything else. 

I'm making this episode and the finale into separate chapters lol 

- head lost girl x

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