Peter Pan The Killer

Chapter 15: Hook is Back For Peter Pan

Belle had returned to Peter's hideout and did Gwen the courtesy of bringing her stuff after checking out of the motel. Gwen needed a bath desperately, her hair had become a bird's nest and needed a wash. As much as Belle was concerned, they had to get moving as soon as possible. So they'd be stuck on the road yet again.

Better take a bath while she had the chance.

Unsurprisingly, Peter's bathroom was as well-furbished as his entire studio suite. She had still yet to ask him about his interior designing. She wondered if all his hideouts were similar. He definitely had one in Manchester. The thought of them hanging out at his place after Gwen's classes, watching movies, having dinner, filled her with giddy excitement. However, she forced herself to quell it.

She did not know how this meeting with Skul would end. Pauline was the top priority. She could not predict the outcome of her relationship with Peter. Who knew what Skul had in store for them?

Once she was out of the shower, she dressed and could not help but smell herself. Her scent was just like Peter's. His woody scent apparently came from his body soap. She chuckled to herself. Peter was waiting for her outside the bathroom at the bed. He had medical equipment with him. He made her sit on the bed while he busied himself cleaning and dressing her wounds. Gwen's heart felt warm by his concern. He was unusually quiet, however.

"Peter... Is something wrong?" She asked, as he replaced the band-aid on her forehead with a new one. His eyes met hers, but skittered away.

"I remembered some stuff. Don't know what triggered the return of the memories. We'll discuss it later with Belle," he said. Although, for all she knew, he looked like he was far from planning to discuss it with them.

"Were the memories painful...? You don't have to tell us," Gwen reassured. He met her gaze, a frustrated frown on his face.

She wrapped her arms around his torso, leaning against his chest. She could hear his heart beat rapidly. It matched hers. He let out a shaky breath and placed a hand atop her head.

"Wendy..." Gwen heart ached at the vulnerability in his voice. It was raw with emotions.

"What am I to you?"

She felt her heart stop beating for a second. Her body stilled. It was a question she asked herself countless of times. One she had various answers to. But what was the true answer to this question?

She bit her lip before replying, "I... Just want to be there for you. Repent the mistakes I made before..." It was not a lie, but it was not the complete truth either. There was a deeper connection between them, but she was not ready to admit it.

Peter abruptly pushed her away, both his hands on her shoulders. He kept her at arms' length. It was more than obvious from his eyes. Her answer disappointed him. Gwen tried to think of something to fix it.

"I mean, it's not just that. I-"

"Anna... I'm just another Anna to you," his words made her wince.

But he quickly added, "Sorry... I shouldn't have said that..."

Before she could reply, the sound of Belle clearing her throat diverted their attention.

"If you guys are done, we should discuss our next plans," she said, her arms crossed. Peter stood up without a word and walked past her.

Belle was staring at Gwen, a brow arched, before she came up beside her. "A piece of advice, Peter doesn't have the best track record with girls." Then she left to the living room, busying herself with her phone.

Gwen had no clue what to do with that piece of information. However, she without a doubt tasted the venom of envy in her mouth. Peter had other girls? Was Belle messing with her? Was Belle one of those of girls?