Pixie Love(Pixie Series 1-Completed)

Pixie love XV

Tink

"That's why I didn't need papers, Bells. I never declared him dead!" He tells me and my heart breaks even more because I can't even begin to imagine the pain he felt.

"What happened?" I ask him while sitting across the table from him.

"Peter happened! He came one night and lured James away. He stole him from us. We woke up and ran to his room only to see Peter fly out the window and James fall to the ground from the first floor. There was a small iron fence underneath his window, with sharp ends, to keep the dogs away from the flowers. And Peter just flew away. He didn't even look back."

"Oh my stars!" I cover my mouth with my palm in shock. I can't even imagine the horror and the pain.

"Darlene went into shock. She stopped talking and couldn't sleep. She had night terrors and panic attacks, so the doctor prescribed her Lithium. I shut myself out by investigating the flying boy. I left home in search of answers.  I spoke with orphanages and old witches, and just before giving up, I found Peter by mistake. I saw him luring another child one night and shot him. I managed to grab his Pixie dust bag before he took off, leaving the child behind. When I got home, I found Darlene dead. She had killed herself the day before. She jumped from the window of our son's room. The fence stakes went through her chest and pierced her heart."

By now, tears run down my face, understanding the depth of the damage Peter had caused him.

"I went mad! The next day, I gathered a crew, scattered Pixie dust on the Jolly Roger, and landed in Neverland."

"Please stop... I understand! You don't need to say more."

"Forgive me for not telling you sooner, but nobody except Smee knew this secret! My crew just knew we were looking for the lost treasure of Neverland." He tells me as a tear rolls down his cheek.

"I must know, James! Was Peter right? Am I a replacement for Darlene?" I find myself asking him this even though I know it is not the right moment. But I need to know!

"Love... Don't say such things!" He tries to explain himself, but I insist on having my answer.

"That's not an answer, James! Do you think you could love me?" I ask him, feeling disappointment crawling into my heart.

"You are the one I want to spend the rest of my life with!" He tells me, and I feel myself getting angrier by the minute.

"Why can't you answer the damn question? Because I don't want to be the one you knowingly choose to spend the rest of your life with! I want to be the one your heart wants!" I yell at him in the heat of the moment, but then I remember the horrors he just told me about, and I feel bad about yelling to begin with. What's wrong with me? Why am I being so emotional?

We both sit in silence, looking away from each other for a very long time. It is me who breaks the silence first.

"I'm sorry for pushing you! I'm deeply sorry for what Peter caused you!" I finally speak, but he doesn't look at me. I get up and walk towards the bed, changing into my nightgown. I get into bed and turn around to not see him anymore.

He gets up, walks towards the drinks cabinet, takes out a bottle of rum, and walks out on the deck, leaving me alone.

I burst into soft sobs and then finally start crying loud into my pillow. I can't help but feel inclined to believe Peter's words. He doesn't love me! Maybe he never will...

I don't know how much time I spend crying. I only stop when I hear his steps coming closer to the cabin door. I quickly dry my tears with the sheets and pretend to be asleep.

He walks in and takes his clothes off.  Then he climbs into bed and places a soft kiss on my hair before going to sleep.

I wait for him to start snoring and then crawl out of bed. I go to the dresser and search for my Pixie dust bag. It is quite small so it takes a while to find it. I finally find it it a corner and slowly walk outside on the deck.

I sprinkle Pixie dust around my ankles and then try to shift, but I can't. My wings don't fold, and my body is still big. I feel like screaming in fear! I don't understand what is happening to me! I sit down and force myself to think about a solution. I start crying again in frustration and bang my fist against the wooden deck. That's when it hits mea

"I believe I can fly!" I say out loud and I lift off the floor. In my freaking out moment, I totally forgot how Pixie dust normally works on humans.

I focus my entire body weight around to get used to this way of flying and circle the ship four times before finally taking off to Neverland.