Chapter 9 - Moving on

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After I had cried for days, weeks, moths, I don't know. I tried to pick up my life again, because in Neverland you kinda life forever and I didn't want to cry forever. I started to clean up my little cabin and putted the stuff away that reminded me of my dad. I putted the clothes on Pan had given me and walked outside, I looked around and decided to make a little garden for mine cabin. When I was done, Pan appeared.
"How is life going?" He asked.
"I don't know."
"What if I would teach you how to use a bow and arrow?"
"Yes, perfect." I answered, I needed distraction, well and this was a perfect distraction from what I wanted to be distracted of. Pan taught me how to hold a bow and how to shoot an arrow with it. It went perfectly, we were done at the end on the day.
"Well, that's it for today." Pan said.
"I liked it." I replied.
"You better do, love."
"I don't know how but I feel myself better."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Then we should do this more often."
"Alright then, see ya next time." And he walked away, probably back to his camp but I don't care. I went in my cabin and made food appear with one wave of my hand. After I had eaten, I went to bed and I slept perfectly.

The next day's Pan helped me again with the bow and arrow. I got better and better in it, almost as good as Pan. And we played a bit, when it went dark Pan left and I went in my cabin. It went like this day after day and it was perfect.

One day, when we were done with practicing shooting, Pan walked towards me and forced me to walk backwards. I walked backwards until I walked against a tree, Pan came extremely close to me.
"Well Love, what do you feel?" He whispered in my ear. I could feel his hot breath in my neck and it was like I could tell him everything about the weird feeling I had inside my body. But he tried to kill me, he hurt me so I pushed him back.
"What do you think you're doing?" I shouted. He was shocked about my reaction.
"I certainly didn't want to upset you." He murmured.
"I didn't mean it like that, I just don't know what to feel anymore." I admitted. He came close again.
"Don't be scared, I won't hurt you anymore."
"I know, it's just weird, it's getting late, and I need to water the flowers." I answered quickly. He looked disappointed but he let me go. The days after that we just practice bow and arrow and didn't talk that much as we did before. I actually felt guilty about what I had done and said.

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A/n: sorry for the short chapters, I promise they get longer the futher you get into the story.

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