lost but not alone (Peter Pan / Robbie Kay)

Chapter 19

(Peter P.O.V)

"What do you mean we're over?" I shouted into Miya's face

"I mean, we're over. There isn't a us anymore. Just you and me." she whispers quietly, as if the words pain her.

I try to look into her eyes, but she commands herself not to meet my gaze.

Anger wells up inside me. It's like a tornado in the pit of my stomach. I can't let it show.

Instead, I raise an eyebrow, plastering a smug smirk on my face.

"Not the best move on your part, love." I say, and Miya looks at me, confused. I smile and rub my hands together. Yes, this is going to be very fun.

Miya looks at me, and tries to act like she's more powerful than me. "Get me off this island." she commands. I chuckle.

"And why would I do such a thing?"

"Because I asked."

"That's not how things work around here. I'm not going to hold a grudge against you, but you are a lost girl. You will train with the boys, and will be treated no differently." I explain.

Miya looks flustered, with her hands in her long blonde hair.

"Why wasn't I treated like that from the beginning?" she asked me

"Why, I didn't want to put your flame out." I say, wearing my signature smirk.

She shoots daggers at me, and turns on her heels to leave. She stormed off, but just before she was out of earshot, I shouted "You know, we won't be sharing a tent anymore. Where are you going to go?"

She stops, and thinks for a second, but then keeps walking. I smile in achievement.

I teleport into camp, and call the lost boys.

"Boys, Miya is now going to be one of you. She will train, eat and do activities like how lost boys do. Get it?"

They all nod their heads, and get back to what they were doing.

I walk into my tent, and decide I don't like it anymore. Too small. I mean, I'm Peter Pan. I can have whatever I want.

My palms face the line of tents, i close my eyes in concentration, and move my hands to a large tree right behind where the tents were originally. I then imagine a large mansion tree house, and open my eyes.

In front of me stands... nothing. Well, nothing except a door in the tree trunk. I walk up to it, and turn the brass doorknob, and my eyes widen in surprise at what I have created.

I mean, I know I'm good, well, I'm better than good, but this is magnificent.

On my left is a large black and white tiled kitchen. To the right is the living room, filled with couches, chairs, pillows, and some form of black rectangle hanging on the wall. Maybe something from the human world. I'll have to ask Miya later.

I venture upstairs, and see a extremely long hallway, with thirteen doors, all with names.

Nibs, Aiden, Laykn, Coleman, Flynn, Hamish, Kyan, Jai, Axel, Zeke, George, Miya, and at the very end, Pan.

I walk into my room, and I'm not disappointed. A king size bed sits in the middle of the room, with dressers either side. I open closet to see all my clothes and belongings in there. A cabinet sits in the wall, and inside sits all of my magical items. I wave my hand over it, locking it.

The ensuite has the same black and white tiles, and is completed with a bath and shower. I nod my head, and go outside.

All the boys and Miya are standing there, dumbfounted.

"Where are our tents?" Miya speaks up, as no one else has the courage to.

"Shouldn't you be saying thank you?" i ask smugly.

"What do you mean?"

"Have a look" I say, and open the door in the trunk.

Everyone's eyes widen, and rush in. I chuckle, and follow behind them. Everyone is looking around, but Miya stays next to the rectangle.

"I've been meaning to ask; what is that?" I say, pointing to it.

"It's a T.V!" she squeals. I laugh, she's adorable.

"What does a T.V do?"

"I'll show everyone tonight." she giggles, and moves on to the kitchen.

"Come on everyone, you haven't seen the best part yet!" i say, and point them towards the staircase that leads to the bedrooms. All the boys and Miya run up it, and disappear into their marked rooms.

I follow Miya into hers, curious to see what I made.

Inside is a king size bed with a blue and white striped duvet cover. On her head board, there are fairy lights, which glow in the dark. White on all the walls, but one has been personalized with records, posters of bands, and pictures.

Miya's in her walk in wardrobe, with a smile planted on her face. She then ventures into the ensuite, and back out again.

"How'd I do?" I ask.

She says nothing, but wraps her arms around me. I pull her closer, and rest my head on top of hers, our bodies fitting together perfectly.

Miya looks up, my eyes meeting hers.

"You did okay."

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sorry for this chapter, but please dont give up on me yet!