It's been like this for a while now. Arguments after arguments. And It would be over the smallest things too. I don't know what happened to us, but it sucks.
He grabbed a blanket and stormed outside. He'd always do that. Allow me to sleep in his tent while he slept in another boy's tent, or even outside. I yelled out a frustrated scream, and threw a vase against the wall. I'm starting to lose my shit.
I rolled over, and for a moment was shocked that there was not a slumbering Peter beside me, but then it all came rushing back from the night before. I sighed and got out of bed.
I got myself dressed and headed outside to the usual sound of Peter barking orders. I walked up to him with his back facing me.
"I'm sorry. " I mumbled.
He turned around, and eyes me up and down.
"I am too." He said wrapping his arms around me.
And that's how it usually went. We'd fight, wait over night, then 'make up' the next morning. We both know our apologies were bullshit. We just don't want to stay in last night's drama.
Of course, only two nights later we are having yet another fight.
"Do you have any idea how stressful it is to be with you?" He screamed.
"Are you kidding, you don't even spend time with me! Your always messing around with the boys!" I fired back.
"Bringing you here was an awful idea! I should have left you in your shit of a home with your shitty family!"
"Well maybe I'll just go back then!"
I started for the door.
"Fine! Good! I'm tired of you anyways! I never loved you!"
I turned around and stomped towards him.
"You cannot say that!" I yelled pushing him hard against the wall.
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"You did love me, and I loved you. Don't even try to bullshit me on that! When I leave aIl want the last thing you say to me to be the truth. Did you love me?" I growled.
He stared at me for a moment, clenching his jaw with his fists shaking.
"No."
My eyes widened at his word. I stared at him, hoping he'd see the pain deep within my eyes. I hope he'd feel guilt, and regret. He lost me, and I lost him. 'Forever' is a long time, and no matter how strong your love is for one another. Eventually all things die. Even on Neverland.
I backed away, forcing myself to hold in my tears.His last image of me, would not be of my tears.
"I hate you Peter Pan." I said with all the venom pouring out.
I grabbed a small bag of pixie dust from his desk, on my way out the door.
I started running. Just running away to get out of this place I once called home. Felix turned his head confused, as I ran. I looked behind me watching the trees, and big leaves hide the camp. Tears started to run down my cheek.
I can't believe I let myself come to this. We promised, all those years ago, that we'd be together forever. We'd never leave each others side, and we'd stay with no matter the flaws. We promised we'd rule the world, and have a beautiful happy ending. And we swore we'd love each other.
All these broken promises now. We both killed them with words, and actions. But mostly, time killed them. That's whats beautiful about death. In the real world, nothing lasts forever, and you know what? Thats a good thing. Because eventually everyone tires of it- no matter what the hell it is. Everything grows apart.
I finally reached a high peak. I dropped to my knees at the very edge, and wrapped my arms around my waist. I let out quiet sobs, clutching the small bag as tight as I could. I looked around, and took in the view. A large gulf, filled with the purest of water. The rest of the island, lied there. From here I could see the sickening string of smoke rising into the starfilled sky. They're probably dancing, celebrating my leaving. I cried harder, as I sat up. I back up a few steps, and took a deep breath.
I'm coming home.
I started to run, and open the bag. I jumped off the cliff to fall only a few meters, before floating in the mid sky. I rose higher, and gained speed. I headed for the stars, as the sounds of the camp's beating drums faded into the night.
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It's been two years since. I've grown angry and depressed. I miss Neverland. I miss the scenery, the the plants, and animals. I miss the wide yellow beach, waves crashing against its shore. I miss the camp, and the lost boys. I miss the wonderful parties we used to have. And most of all I miss him. I miss Peter, and I want him back. I was so young, and I didn't know how to handle things before. Now its only hours away from my eighteenth birthday. After the clock strikes 12,I will never be allowed to go to Neverland. So, here I am debating whether I should go back and see Peter again, or stay here and live my life in the real world.
After hours of thinking, I've made my decision. I walked to my desk, and unlocked a small draw, I swore I'd never open again. I took out the small glowing bag, and smiled. My eyes wondered my wrist watch noticing it was 11:58, I have to hurry. I stepped out the window, and onto my building's side. I balanced myself against the cement wall and took a deep breath, knowing it was a 500 foot drop. I opened the bag, and very slowly, began to tip forward. I only fell a short moment, before shooting up for the stars, with my wind flying in my hair.
I'm coming home.
I checked the clock again, seeing it was 11;59 with 10 seconds to go. I sprinkled more on, and zoomed through the sky, hurrying to the second star to the right. Only a few more seconds. If I don't make it, the magic will wear off, and I will plummet to the ground. I can do this. One more second. I closed my eyes, the brightness over powering me. After a few moments, and the city noises were gone, I opened my eyes being surrounded my clouds. I looked down. My watch has stopped at 11:59:59. My smile widened, knowing I had made it. The clouds faded, and in view, came and island. Neverland. I flew down, as fast as I could.
I touched the ground, feeling the familiar gritty sand feeling. I walked into the forest. Now that I was here, I was scared if Peter would reject me. The further I ventured into the jungle, the more the thoughts consumed me. I walked into a small clearing, and spun around. I am completely lost. I had forgotten some of my ways around here.
"Well, well who do we have he-"
I turned around to finally meet him. He stood there wide eyed, with his dagger in his hand. The same dagger I had given him before. He dropped it, and looked at me up and down. Of course, he looked the same, but his eyes. They have been the only thing that has aged. He carefully walked up to me. I'm not sure if he recognizes me. He carefully walked up to me. He stopped just before me, boring into my eyes.
I did something I'd never thought I'd do. I let him see me cry. Tears filled the brim of my eyes, as my lips formed a quivered line. I let out a quiet sob. He reached for me, and pulled me into a engulfing hug. I immediately wrapped my arms, around him, crying into his shoulder.
And even though, no words were spoken, silence was all we needed to have to know, that we have forgiven.
