Part 19.

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"Good morning beautiful" Pan says as he walks in with my coffee.

"Hey good morning" I say, I wasn't feeling particularly good today, he handed me the cup and I shuck my head, "oh what's wrong is everything okay?" He says and rests his hand on my forehead, "your hot" he adds, "I'm okay I'm just feeling a little off."

We'd spent every moment together and we'd fallen in love.

But I was getting ill and worse by the second.

I don't think it's magic that's making me ill, I think it's a medical issue and pan is refusing to believe that.

In all of this I miss my home, my momma's soup, my daddies cuddles.

Though I'd miss Peter.. I mean Pan if I left.

I fall asleep a lot lately, and I don't eat much, I try and paint but it hurts, my bones feel weak and my body aches to move.

Pan comes and Lays next to me, and I chose to tell him "peter, I mean Pan-" I say but he cuts me off "it's okay call me Peter" I chuckle a little "peter I'm slipping away, I know you feel it, cause I do as well, but I'm not scared, and you shouldn't be either."

Peter goes silent for a minute, he rubs my arm "your not dying silly" he laughs, "don't be naive im dying look at me, I need to go home to be looked at but it's okay I'm ready" I say
"Stop it Wendy".

"Peter please stop, it's okay".
" I'll be back later Wendy"

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