Dreaming in Disney (Peter Pan)

Chapter Eleven

I wake up before Eric the next morning. I get up and hear him quietly snoring on the floor. I smile at how cute he looks asleep, and remember our kiss last night. It felt different from the ones I used to share with Dylan, but I'm not really sure how to explain it.

I grab my phone off the charger and turn it on to check my texts. There's countless messages and missed calls from all of my friends, including Dylan and Mia. I create a group chat and let them all know that I'm okay.

I make my way over to Eric's drawings again. Sitting on top of the pile is a new sketch that wasn't there last night. He must have drawn it while I was sleeping. It's a drawing of a boy and a girl holding hands, running down a pathway. I notice little balls of light surrounding them, and realize they're fireflies. The two people are Eric and I from yesterday.

I glance from the drawing, to Eric still on the floor sleeping and smile. I fold the drawing, sad to be kind of ruining it, and tuck it inside Eric's jacket that I am still wearing.

I find the drawing he did of me and write a quick note on the back of it. "I'm sorry I'm leaving without a goodbye, my flight leaves in a few hours and I didn't want to wake you up. I hope this isn't the last time I see you." I erase the last sentence, not knowing if I ever will see Eric again.

I grab the few things I brought with me and look at the door, I don't think I'm ready to meet Eric's parents. I look out the window, and luckily there's a fire escape ladder. I open the window and then the ladder, and climb down.

Once I'm on the bus back to pop century, I get a text from Dylan. "Can you meet me at the giant rubix cube at noon?" I text him back yes, curious to know what he wants to talk about.

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Dylan meets me at the giant rubix cube right on time. "Hey..." I stand there awkwardly. This is the first time we're talking after the breakup.

"So, uh how are you?" He questions. He just wants to know how I am?

"I'm doing okay, how bout you?"

"Look, I'm just going to come right out and say it." He places his hands in his jean pockets. "I like Mia." My heart drops to the pit of my stomach, as if it just leaped off the top of the Tower of Terror. I already knew this information, but it still hurts. I shake my head, "What happened to us, Dylan? We used to be so happy."

He shrugs, "Were we ever truly happy though?" I think back to all of the football games, school dances, and little dates we went on. Being with Dylan is all I've ever known. He's right though, hanging out with Eric made me realize that Dylan and I were never truly happy.

"Are you okay?" Dylan knocks me out of my thoughts.

"I just wanted my happily ever after," I whisper.

"Happily ever afters and fairytales don't exist, Bella. When are you going to grow up and move on from all of this little kid stuff?"

I stare at him, dumbfounded. I push past him and do what I seem to do best, I run. Hot tears start pouring from my eyes, barely touching my cheeks and they fall to the ground. When I enter the hotel room, it's empty. They left me...

"I was about to tell you before you ran away," Dylan says from behind me. I didn't even hear him come in. "We're leaving in an hour. Your suitcase is on the bed, Sylvie packed it. We didn't know where you were or anything, so..."

I stand up, "Bye Dylan." I just want to be alone. He begins to open the door, but something stops him.

"We found the pills in your suitcase by the way. You could have told us." He leaves before I can respond. I couldn't have told them, they would never understand.

I take the pill bottle out of my suitcase and stare at the small capsules. I haven't really been taking them this whole trip, maybe once or twice. I feel my heart pounding in my chest from all of the drama I've caused. I take out one of the pills, swallowing it with a swig of water. I wait for the wave of calm to wash over me. I've ruined all of my friendships, and I don't know if, or how I'm ever going to fix them all.

Maybe I should just skip my plane ride and stay here... I don't know where I would go though, I don't have enough money to stay here any longer. I gather my things in defeat and make my way to the buses.

I'm about to climb onto the bus to the airport when I here someone shout from behind me, "Wait, Bella!" I turn around and find Eric running towards me.

"How did you know I wasn't already gone?"

"I didn't, I just hoped you hadn't left yet," he chuckles.

"Eric, I have to go." I lift my suitcase into the bus.

"No, you don't. You could stay here... with me." He looks so vulnerable right now, I never thought I would see this side of him.

I sigh, "I don't have the money, or clothes. I have to go home," I fight back tears, "This week with you has been a fantasy, but Dylan's right, fairytales aren't real."

"Don't say that. You can stay with me and wait to know if we get into DCP, please," he tries pleading with me. He places a hand on my arm. My parents don't even know about the Disney College Program, how could I stay here last minute? "Bella, I think I-"

I cut him off, stepping away from him, "Don't you dare say you love me after a week and get my hopes up," a tear slides down my cheek, "If you do, I might do something stupid and not leave... but I have to." I climb onto the bus, apologizing to the bus driver for having to wait. I swear I hear Eric whisper, "But I do," right before the doors close.

I don't know why I was going to cry, but I know that if anybody would speak to me or look at me too closely, the tears would fly out of my eyes for the second time today.

I stare out the window as the bus starts to move. I watch Eric stand there, looking as if I just stomped on his heart. But I know I didn't, because he couldn't possibly love me.

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I'm pretty proud of this chapter. I am starting college in less than a week so I'm not sure how much writing I'm going to get in. There should be two more chapters left of this story that I love so much. ❤️

Here's a pic of Baymax petting my head 😂😂 I was actually sick this day so my dad pushed me though Epcot in a wheelchair. When I got back home we found out I had a bad case of pneumonia. Nothing stops me from enjoying Disney 💁🏻‍♀️