Peter Pan

Lost Girl.....Literally

This was a horrible idea. I should have just stayed and pretended that Taylor's words did not affect me. Damn I screwed up now. Once I ran away, I found a tree far from camp and slept in it. Now I'm just walking around aimlessly as I try to find some type of landmark to figure out where I am. When the sound of rushing water fills my ears I can't help but perk up in delight. I walk quickly towards the sounds it pause behind a tree when I see my father at the waterfall and talking to a crew member. I get a strong feeling I should stay back and watch but the other half of me wants to run and hug my father.

"What do you mean she is missing?!" He screeches and the crew member flinches as he tries to stutter out a response to my father. Are they talking about me? "Enough of your pointless babbling!" Then I watch in horror as my father brings his sword out and, in one swift motion, brings the sword down on the poor man's head. I watch horrified as my father smirks and spits on the person he just killed, "That's what you get for not being a perfect crew member." He says coldly and I just suddenly spot Mr Smee looking at my father anxiously. Mr Smee.... "D-Don't you think th-that was a bit much?" My father chuckles darkly and shakes his head, "he should've gotten much worse."

Mr Smee nods and says quietly, "You should head back to the ship as I d-dispose of Gary." My father nods and stalks off as Mr Smee looks sadly down at the man my father just killed. I step out slowly and look at Smee who looks back at me, "My father is a monster." Mr Smee looks at me sadly and offers me a hug as tears stream down my face. I shake my head and mumble, "What should I do Mr Smee?" He sighs sadly and smiles lightly at me, "Y-You can't come back. G-Go back to Peter's camp, I-it's safer there." I nod at Mr Smee's words and say softly, "But what about you?" He smiles sadly at me and simply sighs.

"I-I have to ma-make sure your father d-doesn't go completely cra-crazy." I nod at him and bring him in to a quick hug then pull away before he can even hug back. "I'm so Lost Mr Smee." "Then g-go to Peter. H-He will help you out. Y-Your father is gone and a-all that is left is a-a empty shell of who y-your father used to be." I nod at Mr Smee and shoot him a light smile, "Thank you Mr Smee. Promise me please that you will see me soon?" Mr Smee smiles softly at me and nods, "O-Of course. I-I promise." I nod and quickly walk away before I decide to stay with Mr Smee and my crazy father.

We all knew my father was going to go completely crazy one day, we just didn't know it would be so soon. I keep running in the general direction of camp and I don't stop even though my legs burn with tiredness. Tears are streaming down my face and I can barely see but I keep going, I'm afraid of what my father might do to me if he sees me. Soon enough I trip on a log and fall to my knees as I cry. Déjà vu fills my senses and I can't help but feel more depressed by the fact that this is the second time I've done this. "Are you getting a weird sense of Déjà vu too love?" His British voice fills my ears and I though I would never think this but I guess I was wrong because I'm thinking about how much I missed his voice and how at home I feel with him near.