New Beginings For Us All

4- Sickly

Peter's POV

As she lay on my bed I could look her over. She looked so cold. All color was lost from her tan skin and she looked white and ghostly. Her finger nails were turning a charcoal grey color and she had big purple bags under her eyes. I was filled with guilt. I just knew that this was all my fault. I should have fed her more. I should've talked to her and tried to get to know her but instead I let my pride get in the way. I wanted to win at a game I shouldn't have played with her.

Owen and Tommy ran into my treehouse with all the herbs they could carry. They made some into tea and crushed some into a paste and began to spread it on her face and around her throat. Then all that was left to do was wait.

Felix came into the room next with blankets in his hands and laid them down on top of the sleeping girl. Owen and Tommy left and Felix stayed behind with me.

"Why don't you use your magic and heal her?" Felix

"Don't you think I have already tried that? It didn't work." I stated. I let out a deep sigh and said "I don't know what is wrong, but I know it is all my fault." As the words escaped my lips, Felix took it as a sign to leave.

Hours passed and it was almost night time when I heard her stir in her sleep. I knew that she would be ok. I still stayed by her side until she woke up because I couldn't shake this huge feeling of guilt. I wanted to make sure she was ok and I knew that I had to apologize, which is something lost boys never do.

Clay's POV

I felt and odd presence next to me and I knew that I was no longer in my cage. With thought swirling through my head about where I was and what happened to me, I woke and saw the figure was the last person in the world that I wanted to see. It was Peter Pan. 

"Hello love" The same words he spoke to me when I first arrived on Neverland. "How are you feeling?" He continued to speak as I gave him a death glare and refused to answer.

I tried to sit up in the bed but failed miserably. "Here, let me help" He said as he rushed over to the bed side. He helped me sit up. "Drink this." I lifted my eyebrow and looked at him very confused. Why would he be trying to help after he treated me terribly. He tied me up, had his 'lost boys' beat the shit out of me and then threw me in a cage to rot for a week. Now he wanted to help me. I was almost afraid to drink the liquid. For all I knew it could be poison. 

Seeing my confusion he continued talking, trying to ease my worries. "It is healing tea. I had some of the lost boys get the ingredients for it. It will make you feel better." I decided that I should try the tea even though I didn't trust Peter at all. I figured that if it was going to kill me it would, and after the week I had I didn't really care. 

I took a sip and almost spit out the tea. "Bleh" is all I said as Peter looked at me. "It will help you recover, however it doesn't taste very good." 

"Now you tell me." I tried to conjure up the most sarcastic tone I had as I replied to him.

After I drank the tea Peter stood up and asked me to take his hand. I hesitated. After all, this man was a monster and I'm sure that this nice act of his was all part of another game.

"Where are we going?"

"To get you some food. You haven't eaten in a while and it will help you recover." Peter said as I took his hand and we descended down the rope ladder.