Chapter 12

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Her gray eyes stared into my brown ones. I could see every emotion she felt at that moment in them; guilt, pain... And envy. Envy taking up most of this girls thought.

She stood at the door, stiff and defiant; making sure the whole room new she was there. But I could see right through her.

The girl was our age. She swiftly brushed one of her golden locks over her shoulder and coughed loudly and impolitely.

In the most fake, "sweet", falsetto voice she greeted me with,"Oh darling, I see you've woken up! I'm glad you're doing okay."

I muttered her name under my breath.

"Wendy."

She chuckled obnoxiously and looked around the room," I see I'm fashionably late, sorry about that darling."

Dryly, Cynthia said,"Hi Wendelle."

"Oh hon, you can call me Wendy like everyone else," she faked a pearly smile and put her purse down next to Phil.

"Phil, didn't see you there. How is it being single again? Bet you miss me." She winked and took a seat in one of the chairs.

"Get out." I uttered through gritted teeth.

Shock and embarrassment flooded her gray eyes. She chuckled nervously.

"I'm sorry Zoe?"

This is who I saw on that picture frame the last night I was in Neverland. It's her fault I woke up, it's her fault I was even dreaming of Neverland. Because that day, when I was walking down the street, and the car didn't stop, and I was put into a coma, the driver was Wendy. Not the Wendy from Neverland though. It was the Wendy who dated Phil when I first started school. Phil was extremely happy with her, but she wanted it all. And he had to find out the hard way, by walking into the school's theater, and finding Snow's boyfriend and Wendy making out behind the curtain. Phil, poor Phil... He was heartbroken, and so was Snow.

After this happened I had begun to hang out with Snow and Cindy, and we quickly became close friends. After that I had started to get to know Phil, and we were really close. So when word got out that him and I were finally together, Wendy was furious. She thought it would be a great idea to start hurting me, by hurting my friends first.

Since she already had bothered with Snow and Phil, Cindy was the next person left besides me. Wendy decided to attack at the homecoming dance, where she dressed up in the same masquerade costume that Cindy did. Thing was was, though, that Cindy was supposed to meet this guy she met online that went to a different school that night. And he would recognize her by the light blue feathered mask she wore. Somehow Wendy found out, and dressed exactly like her, and stole Cindy's "prince" since Cindy came to the dance after Wendy did.

I knew the whole time that she was trying to hurt me and my friends, and Phil did too, but Cindy and Snow couldn't blame her for anything because Wendy's family signs my best friends' parents' paychecks every week. They would be fired if they found out that their offspring caused their little princess to be unhappy.

After Phil and I broke up (although I don't recall the reason why), the activity calmed down. But all I remember is that out of nowhere she came, and decided that she was going to run over me, to kill me.

Neverland was my whole subconscious reminding me who did this. Who brought misery into every person's life. But who was Hook?

"Get out." I repeated, aggression laced in my voice.

Phil looked at me, concerned but looked back down at the floor, overwhelmed by his ex-girlfriend, Wendy's presence. Cindy was shocked at my tone of voice, and Snow uncomfortably shuffled her feet.

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