"No,no,no,no." I take him in my arms. Tears burning in my eyes. This isn't happening, this can't be happening. I am panting and I know I am panicking. "Peter, it will be alright, just let me-" I lay my hand down to his chest, up to the dagger.
Peter shakes his head and coughs. "Y/N, don't." His voice is raspy and it's nearly a whispering. I look down into his eyes, full of tears like mine. He smiles weakly at me. "It is okay," he says. I shake my head, letting my tears drop from my chin.
"No, let me help you, you will be fine," I again lay my hand down on the dagger in his chest. "Please," he begs me, he begs me not to help him.
"Peter, why?" My voice is hoarse. I have a lump in my throat. His green eyes look deeply into mine, for a second his face shows only pain. "Y/N, I was a horrible person, I took people's lifes, I ripped their hearts out," he barely said the sentence and it broke my heart. He was leaving me, I was already breaking inside. "I have to make it up, what I have done. You are an amazing person, and I can't live with the thought of all those innocent people, who I harmed, while you make me happy. I don't deserve it." His voice gets softer every second.
"Peter, please, you can change, you can make it up, but please don't leave me," my voice is shaking and I can't hold my tears back, which are rolling down my cheeks. Slowly Peter's hand lifts up to my cheek.
"You changed my life, Y/N. I am grateful for that. I can't change anymore, I can't change what has happened." Tears are starting to fall out of his eyes. He takes a deep breath, a bit shaky. I take his hand and start crying even more.
"You mean everything to me. I-" I shake my head. "You can't leave me here alone, you're the only one I have left, Peter! I love you, don't go..." He again smiles softly, blood appearing on his lips.
"Y/N, I am so...sorry," he starts breathing heavily. "No, I can still safe you, Peter, please." He looks away, somewhere above me. I shake my head. His eyes look at me one more time. "Y/N, I-I love y-" he tries desperatly to end his sentence, but he does not succeed. He closes his eyes and I hear his last breath slipping out of him.
"Peter?" My voice breaks as I look at him, laying in my arms, making no movement. "You...Peter!"
I take the dagger out of his chest, somehow hoping he will come back. But nothing changes. I burst into tears and cling onto him. I burry my head in his chest and start screaming useless things.
I lost him. I lost the only person I truly loved. "Why, Peter?" I cry. I put my arms tightly around him, hoping his arms will hold me even tighter, but that will never happen.
I have lost him, forever.
"I genuinely love you, Y/N. My little love."
I will never hear his sweet voice. Never feel his arms around me. Never again will I feel his warmth. His forehead kisses, his sweet words, him being overprotective. I have lost everything. I have lost Peter Pan.
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Another one, a bit short and sad, but I would say beautiful, because it hits my heart with all these feelings.
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