In debt to Hook

Deal or No Deal?

I gulp looking up at the creature before me, his grin softens, almost as if he's...human?
"What kind of deal?" I say as I take a step back, curious but still aware I could be in danger.

"Oh well, its very simple dearie" he quips "I'll take away your feelings for the pirate in exchange for something of my choice" he giggles.
The thought of losing my feelings, scares me "but, thats not possible" I say, scanning his face for signs of a joke "oh it is, very possible" he says "I am afterall, the dark one" he beams.

"The dark one?" i say, thinking aloud "I've heard stories but.." I stop myself, remembering the tricks I've heard about, the games he likes to play "not interested" I say, turning to walk away "no?" He questions "verywell, dearie" he grits his teeth "have it your way" suddenly a puff of smoke, then, he's gone.

After walking another 10 minutes I see the cottage in the distance, happiness overtakes as I run towards the door "father!" I call, it seems like years have passed since I saw him, I can't wait to tell him of life on the sea, to feel his warm embrace once again "its me, I'm home!" I throw the door open, but what I find very near destroys me, by the burnt out fire is the pale, lifeless body of my father.

I scream, rushing towards him, lifting his head into my lap "father, no!" A waterfall of tears escape my eyes as I feel my broken heart, break into thirds "wake up daddy" I begin rocking unaware of my surroundings, desperate, hopeing that this is a nightmare, begging the gods to wake me and when I wake, I'll be safe and warm in my bed, smelling the breakfast that father is cooking.

"Daddy" I sob with a broken voice "please Daddy, not you" I lean forword, placing my head on his "I've lost everything.." My heart aches, I shake my head as I accept that he's gone, that I'll never feel his embrace again, or hear his stories about mum, or how he will never be there to walk me down the isle, if I'm ever chosen to, its too late, maybe he will meet his grand son after all, at least I know he and mother will be with him, I have them all now, watching over me. Not here but yet, they are.

I sniffle, raising my head, looking up, knowing that my father does not lie before me, that his soul is now a part of life itself and that he, just like mother and just like my baby, will forever be with me "I'll make you proud" I whisper, gulping back the rest of my tears "I promise" I place a single kiss on his forhead before saying my final goodbyes and knowing exactly what I need to do now.