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Word Count ~ 1434_𝙼𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠_
My eyes fluttered open and I immediately sat up. My mind was foggy and my body felt sore. I sat up and rubbed my eyes before looking around only to see that I was back in Pans cabin.
"Would you look at that. Sleeping beauty's awake." Pan smirked at me while leaning against the cabin door.
Suddenly everything came rushing back to me, like a camera coming into focus and I looked down at my arms seeing where the poison marks were healing.
"N-no this cant be happening." I quivered as I tried to get up from the bed, but something was stopping me.
I looked down at my ankle only to see that their was a cuff around it with a chain attached that was wrapped around the leg of the bed.
Pan watched in amusement as I desperately tried to unchain my foot.
"There's no point in trying to escape you know. Might as well give up."
A sigh escaped passed my lips as I dropped my head in defeat.
"Now then... in the meanwhile." Pan trailed off and I heard footsteps coming over to the bed.
I felt his hand gently tilt my chin up, his eyes were firing with determination, darkness, lust. His seducing tone causing me to shiver in panic.
"Want to play a game." It was more of a statement then a question.
"What kind of game?" I asked him cautiously, raising an eyebrow. He let out a chuckle.
Pan says nothing in reply, all he does is smirk as his eyes slowly trail down my body. I glared at him for a moments before my eyes widen as a faint idea at what he was suggesting came to me.
"Hell no! I'm not going to be apart of any more of your games Pan. You tried to bloody kill me!"
"First of all, I wasn't going to kill you stop being so dramatic. Second, I never would've done it if I hadn't of know of a cure. And third, I did it for us Maze."
I scoffed at him, rolling my eyes.
"Did it for us? How? Now I'm trapped on this island forever!"
"Exactly! No one can take you away from me now! It's just you, me and the lost boys. Like it always should've been."
"Your crazy." I mutter. Pan smirks.
"Perhaps. But I thought you wanted this? You wanted my dark side. Well I'm giving it to you, love."
Pan slowly crawls up the bed so that he's right in front of me and leans in closer so that our lips are only inches apart. My breath hitches slightly.
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