Peter Pan Imagines

Remember This Part 5

"Pan..." I found myself muttering words of contempt even in my sleep now. I laid on my back upon the canvas covered floor with my hands laid across my stomach, slowly breathing in and out. I tried to remember what the grass felt like; I imagined it was lush and cushy just like in the meadow a little ways from here. God I wish I'd paid more attention when I was out in the world, free to do as I pleased. Now I only felt the rocks under the tarp that made me shift around occasionally from the small, annoying bruises they pushed into my skin. I just was breathing now, waiting, just staring at the ceiling in utter silence.

It had been days now. By this point he should have come back already. He should have, but didn't. Most of the time I spent I slept in a dreamless state; perhaps this was for the better as I felt my body getting weaker by the day. It was a gradual draining of energy, one that you would have to pay close attention to. Given that I had all the time in the world, I felt it. String by string my heart began to fall apart in the tiniest of ways.

Luckily, I begun to eat the bread in Pan's top cabinets. They contained only bread, mead, and water. I often opted for the water rather than the thick mead, but once or twice a day I'd soak the bread in it for just a little bit of flavor. Just how did it come to this?

I knew I didn't deserve this treatment, yet I was subjected to it. All my life, pushed around; not because I wanted to, I had my own thinking mind to drive myself after all, but I was always following someone else's path.

Entwined in my father's schemes, caught in Pan's web, kidnapped by my own brother; I wasn't a person to them, I was a puppet, a prize or a symbol to obtain. Here I am now, a literal caged monkey for Pan to laugh and prod at. Why? Because I "deserved it". I am done with being the prize or the burden. I want to be free. I want to be free!

"I WILL BE FREE!" I yelled to the empty air. I hadn't realized that I had been in fact yelling this entire time. Nothing I said was untrue though, I did feel this way. I looked about and saw the empty boxes and cartons searched through. "But...how do I escape?"

I scrambled to my feet and dug through the boxes again, there must've been something I'd missed! A key or...a spell to break me out! I threw trinkets and tokens across the room insanely, I had to get out! This was not living, this was torture!

"Nicole, just what are you looking for exactly?" I turned my head and saw Pan's face poked in the crevice of my neck and shoulder, watching me. His warm breath prickled against my skin as he exhaled much to my disgust.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" I spun around quickly with a heavy trinket in my hand. I tried to bludgeon him with it, but he'd disappeared just before I was able to. I looked around me, he had to have reappeared somewhere. I wasn't going crazy, he was just playing with me! "PAN!" I screamed. "FACE ME, I DARE YOU, YOU B*STARD! I DARE YOU!"

"Face you?" He reappeared behind me with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. "Nicole, we both know you'll lose."

I waved the heavy candelabra in the air in a warrior-like fashion. "I DON'T CARE!" I breathed rapidly in a manic state. "I'D RATHER DIE HERE THAN FROM YOUR STUPID CURSE, I WANT TO DIE WITH DIGNITY!"

"Hm!" Pan chuckled. "You really amaze me sometimes Nicole," As he circled I began to swing the candelabra aggressively. I wasn't going down without a fight. "You always had that...what's the word?" Pan's eyes connected with mine. "... Stubbornness about you to make you think you can change fate. First it was your brother and I told you to stop trying to find him." He shook his head. "I warned you, I really did, but you decided to go after him."

"He was my twin brother!" Tears began to rim my eyes as I thought about Michael. It still hurt me to think about his fate.

"I decided to let you have a break Nicole! What a fool I was..." He circled even closer now which made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up in fear. "When you found Michael, he took you to be given to those pirates. A stupid thing to do on his account, honestly. When I found you and came to rescue you, you pleaded to let Michael live."

Pan was now just a foot away from me and I could see the red luster take over his green eyes. "You asked me to spare him, but I could not as he was a traitor to the lost boys. I killed him, and then you tried..." He was just an inch from my face. I could feel the seething anger under his skin. "You tried to kill me."

"I didn't! I swear!" Tears left my eyes and fell at my feet. I was lying, I did try to kill him, but my courage was for some reason so fleeting in front of this demon. Lies escaped from my lips for any hope of redemption, any hope of escape.

"Oh, but you did try to end me. You also left me this-" Pan seemed to reveal a part of his cheek that he'd been hiding with his magic. A scar running across right under his cheekbone highlighted in the dim light. "And you Nicole, I'm done playing with you, just like last time. You've gotten on my very. last. nerve." He raised his hand and plunged it into my chest, tearing out my heart. As he removed the glowing object, I saw that it was starting to thread, like a blanket that had strings come undone. Even throughout all my schooling from my tutor, I had never heard of such a thing. My heart was unraveling into fibers and fleshy wires right in front of me.

"Do you see this Nicole?" He held it closer to my eyes so that I might see it more clearly. "String by string it'll fall apart, and each time you anger me, I'll pluck one more out." He grabbed one of the long threads and pulled it out. I felt an extreme sick feeling overwhelm me, the taste of blood crossed my lips even though there was none. I fell I to a pile on the floor and vomited violently. How could this much power exist? Why did he have control over me like this?

Pan crouched down next to my huddled form. "Do we have an understanding?"

I nodded my head compliantly as the contents of my stomach spilled onto the tarp. I was too weak to fight back right now, but when he comes back, I'll be ready.

"You know what?" Pan clutched my heart greedily. "I'll hold onto this for a little while." He disappeared in a cloud of green smoke leaving me all alone again. This boy, he'd stolen my heart once, but now he stole it again and is back for revenge, ready to rip it apart thread by thread.

The scariest thing about this you might ask?

Peter Pan Never Fails.

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