Mine § Peter Pan/Percy Jackson [Slow]

Officially Broken

Selena's POV,

Peter and I sat together on a log while the lost boys were out hunting. There was a peaceful silence and I felt calm. I knew Peter was watching me but I didn't say or do anything. I'm depressed but yet calm and peaceful. A single tear rolled down my cheek. Peter whipped it away as he soundlessly scooted closer to me.

"Forget about them. They aren't worth your tears. Stay here. With me. Forever. Be forever young. Be happy. Let go of your family and move on." Peter said quietly as he attempted to hug me but I pushed him away.

"I can't just forget them. Family always finds each other. I can't let go. It's not that easy. It may seem I lost hope but deep down inside me know. I know that Percy will find me and bring me home. I have what other lost boys haven't. I have hope." I said confidently and went to walk away but before I could Peter grasped my arm and pulled me back on the log.

"So you're going to hope that your brother who might I remind you left you is coming to rescue you from my island where you are perfectly safe. I think not. He left you. Why should he come back if he left you in the first place. He didn't love you. It was all just an act." He said while looking me dead in the eye.

I could see the anger in his eyes. His beautiful green eyes on his sexy face... I shook my head to get rid of those thoughts.

He did have a point, I thought as I looked down. Percy left me, nobody came to rescue me. I thought I did have hope but...I don't know anymore.

I felt two fingers pushing my head back up and was met with Peter giving me a look of sympathy.

"It's not your fault. It isn't wrong to confess that you're lost. It's a good thing. You can have a happy ending with people who love you. You can have a new life here." Peter continued convincing. I was on the verge of tears now.

No! I'm stronger than this! I'm not weak. This may be my breaking point but I am not going to let this be my weakness. I'm not going to be weak in front of Peter. I need to stay strong and just walk away before he influences me more.

"Peter.... I just want to go home." I said desperately.

"No. This is your new home."

"This isn't my real home!"

"Yes it is! You're lost. Lost people belong here including you. Don't try to deny it." I stayed silent and considered it. It's true. I am lost... but that doesn't mean I have to stay on his island.

"I-I am l-lost?" I said shakily and quietly as I looked down at my hands.

"You are lost." Peter said and pulled me into a hug.

"I am lost." I said calmly.

"You are lost." Peter repeated.

"I really am lost." I said shakily with a sigh.

"Yes you are." He said as he walked us towards his tent. He used magic to change my clothes into a white XL t-shirt and green shorts and used magic again to change his clothes into a dark green t-shirt and boxers. He laid me down on his bed and he laid down beside me, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me into his chest. "Let it go." Was all he had to whisper to me to finally break down...

The next morning I woke up with my eyes raw from the crying. Peter's green shirt was a little wet from my tears but already a little dried. Peter was asleep peacefully beside me. I ran my fingers across his cheeks, nose and finally his lips. They were so soft and alluring I just wanted to crash my lips on his to get a taste.

"What are you doing, love?" Peter suddenly said sleepily. I quickly took my hand away from his lips and attempted to get away but he held me in place. "You're not getting off that easily. Tease." I grinned at the word tease.

"So what if I'm a tease?" I said challenging.

"Than you're going to be punished." Peter said as he tightened his grip and pulled me harder into his body.

His legs found my legs and he entangled our legs to the point of not escaping. Peter then began kissing my neck. I struggled to get free but he held me down. Finally he found my sweet spot and sucked on it, making me moan. Woah. That felt good...

I remembered I could shadow-travel and shadow-traveled away out of his tent. I grinned as he came out of his tent completely dressed and looking sexy as hell. I suddenly remembered I only was only wearing a white XL t-shirt. I quickly wished for hunting clothes on me and watched my clothes changing into a dark green outfit much like Peter's but for women.

I am so so confused today. My thoughts weren't about Percy anymore or anything from my past for that matter. Only about how sexy Peter looked when he woke up and how I wanted to wake up every day against his chest and him kissing my neck. I would do anything for that to happen but I refused to let him have such an affect on me. I refused. I keep refusing my feelings for Peter but I can't keep refusing. The longer I refuse the more confused I am going to be.

My walls are down now. The only thing I have to do is to let go.

I need to let go...