The Kidnapping

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Peter's pov

I ran out the room as soon as I herd the scream.

There I found, Wendy with a knife on her neck, held by none other than... Hook.

"Hook... what are you doing here?" I said, scowling at him.

"Now, now Peter. No harm will be done, to your precious little, Wendy-Bird if... you trade her place..." He said smirking.

"Until you made your decision... I'll be off with this lovely bird. Ta ta, now." He said then vanished.

"NO!" I yelled.

I run toward where he disappeared, looking all around.

Tears start to form in my eyes but I held them back... just a little bit.

Then, I heard muffling noises. I go toward the direction and take my knife out... better be safe than sorry.

I found the boys, all tied up against the biggest tree here, when I was expecting... never mind.

They keep struggling and struggling but only the twins were able to get out since they were small.

After I cut them all out, I sighed and went back to Wendy and I's bedroom, laid on the bed and closed my eyes.

I know I shouldn't be here laying on my bed, when I should be searching for Wendy. But, I do need my strength, otherwise I won't stand a chance against Hook and all his Crew.

I replayed and replayed the memory of Wendy vanishing while laying down on my bed, regretting that I didn't do anything to stop all this.

I blame myself for every bad thing that happens to Wendy, or that involves Wendy. I know I shouldn't feel this way but, I do though.

Can you blame me?

Haven't you ever been in the same situation?

I just keep my eyes closed, ignoring the fact the feeling of the boys and some of the fairies watching me.

I just laid there still. Dead as a door nail. I shed a few tears before going into a deep sleep, imagining that I'm saving the only lost girl and the only love of my life I've ever had...

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