Insane

Chapter 33

Your POV
who in the name of FUCKING mother Theresa are these people?!
They where calling me (y/n)....
ugh I can't even remember my own name!! Dammit.
What's wrong with me.
I know i was walking in a meadow...

But that's it...

Both of the boys looked down at me confused.
One seemed very distressed.
"(Y/n) it's me. Peter." He said sadly but I backed away more.
What if they kidnapped me? Where even is HERE?
And how did I end up here?

"Where am I?" I asked quietly.
"Neverland. You have been here for years with us, (y/n)." Peter said.

...Years ?!
How.. I don't remember anything..
"What do you remember?" Peter asked.
"I remember... walking in a meadow... then..... a shadow appeared.. and...." I bit my nails trying to think... no... as far as I'm concerned I was just walking in a meadow and I still should be right now.
"That's all I can remember." I said and looked up at the two boys.
Peter looked so distraught.
The other, with a horrid scar on his face seemed upset.
Both seemed sad.
I wish I could say I know them.... but I really dont!
"Am I ment to remember more?" I asked worried.
Peter shook his head in disbelief and stormed out and slammed the door. I jumped slightly and the other boy sighed.
"What's wrong with him?" I asked sadly.
"You where very special to him." He said solemnly.
"What's your name?" I asked him.
"Felix." He sighed.

I still don't remember anything...
"Sorry but.... I don't remember you." I said sadly.
"It's fine." He forced a smile.
He walked out and closed the door gently.
I have a feeling that they kidnapped me.
What if they drugged me??
I have to get out of here!

But how... they will notice if I go out of through the door...
I scanned the room..
Bookshelf... desk... wardrobe.. window.. window? WINDOW!
I jumped up from the bed and ran over to the window.
It slid open and i internally celebrated.
I slipped out of the window and stumbled as I stepped out.
A boy saw me and hit his friend to turn around.
Crap!
"Hey!" I heard a boy shout.
No no no!
I sprinted as fast as I could into the forest in front of me.
I dodged trees, and jumped over rocks.
My bare feet burned from the twigs and pebbles nipping at them.
I heard fast footsteps coming from behind me. Crap!
It gave me adrenaline to run faster.
When did I get so fast?
I wonder if I was a professional runner...
Hm...
Ok just focus on running.
I ran for so long, I reached a beach.
What?
A beach?!
What is this place- oh no
It's an island?!
How will I get out now?
I started to panic as I turned around to see a group of boys walking towards me.
One came towards me with rope and by instinct I punched him.
When did I learn to punch?
More came at me, but I was... fighting them.
How-   Am I -  doing this.
I thought as I fought them off.
I was kicking and punching and elbowing and kneeing AND EVERYTHING.
What!?
The boy called Peter appeared in front of me with an angry expression.
I stumbled back and looked at him in fear.
He took a step forward and I stepped back.
"You really don't remember anything, do you?" He asked.
I shook my head.
He sighed and waved his hand over my face.
I suddenly felt very drowsy. I think I'm gonna.... fall.
Yeah I'm falling...
It all happened in slow motion. I was falling and Peter caught me.
He was looking down at me sadly.
And everything went dark.