When I got back to the hideout, everyone's faces were turned in my direction, including Peter's. Their eyes were full of anger and disgust, Peter must've told them about what happened. I didn't know what to do, I froze up. However, they all just went back to what they were doing. I looked down and walked to the bedroom, trying not to draw too much attention.
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The next few days went by like leaves in the wind. I barely had any interaction with the boys, especially with Peter. Whenever our eyes met, he would just quickly look away. It felt like I was invisible, that no one saw me. It was depressing and I had no one to talk to. And I always felt judged, like they were talking about me behind my back. Were they making fun of me? Were they calling me names? So many questions, yet so little answers.
Then one day, I'd had enough of the silence. I wanted to break this wall of awkwardness and get my friend back. I decided that I would encounter Peter in the bedroom and try to talk to him. It seems like a plan that could back fire, but it was all I could think of. After dinner, Peter went into the bedroom, now was my chance! However, I was hesitant. What if I fucked it up and made things worse? He would never talk to me then...FOCUS STEPHANIE! YOU CAN DO THIS!
After I placed my dishes away, I slowly made my way to the bedroom. When I got in, my eyes instantly met Peter's eyes. "Peter, I've been wanting to talk to you," I said as I became only inches away from Peter's face. As I said this, Peter dashed behind me and tried to escape. Good thing I was fast enough to block the exit. "Stephanie, will you please move out of the way?" Peter pleaded. I shook my head and replied, "Not unless you hear me out!"
With that, Peter moved away and sat on his bed, "Alright, but make it quick." I nodded and sat down next to him. Then, I grabbed his hand and held it. "What are you doing?" Peter asked. "Just so you won't try to escape," I responded as I tightened my grip. I took a deep breath before I could let it all out. "Now, I know that you and the boys have been ignoring me for the past couple of days. I know that you've told them about what happened. And you know what, I'm sorry okay!"
When I said that, Peter looked at me all serious like. I could tell that he was really listening. "I'm sorry for what I said and I'm sorry that you didn't feel loved. I've been thinking about what I said to you everyday and how I regret saying it. I didn't know that you went through that as a child. I was stupid, selfish, and senseless. I wasn't thinking of the words that came out of my mouth. It's just, I was so angry. I...I just didn't know what I was thinking."
My heart was in so much pain, I was in so much sorrow. I meant every word I said, I felt like crying right then and there. "I hurt you, and I could never forgive myself. I went overboard and I screwed up, I'm so sorry." Then, I really let it all out. There was no holding me back. "When you said I didn't love you, you were wrong," I quietly muttered. Before I could continue, I looked up at Peter to make sure he heard me, and he did. He had a sincere look on his face.
"Peter, I've been in love with you ever since I was a little girl. I've always dreamed of you coming to me and taking me to Neverland. I dreamed that you would take me away from reality, that I could escape it all. When you found me on that ship, I was the happiest girl in the world, I was overjoyed to see you. I couldn't believe my eyes and I thought I was dreaming, but it was all real."
I was shaking by then as I said the next words, "Peter, I love you and I always will. I care about you so much and I don't know what I would do without you." After that, there was a long moment of silence. I didn't know what to do and we were still holding hands. Just then, I stood up and pretended to clean my glasses. "Anyway, it's okay if you don't forgive me. I just don't want things to be awkward between us."
Though, Peter didn't really do anything. He just sat there and stared at me. He wasn't saying anything and it was really getting on my nerves. "Well, don't just sit there, say something!" I demanded. After that, Peter stood up. "All your gonna do is stand up? I came here to settle some things and that's all you do? Again, I don't expect you to forgive me, but at least say something!" I boasted.
Then, Peter looked down at his feet, was he too shy to talk to me? "Peter?" I worriedly asked. Just then, Peter closed his eyes and....he kissed me. Wait...OH MY GOD HE KISSED ME! WHAT DO I DO WHAT DO I DO WHAT DO I DO?! I just stood there, unable to do anything, as his lips were on mine. He was holding my arms against my sides, so I really couldn't do anything. Then, he pulled away. The kiss was short, yet sweet. He opened his eyes and he was as red as a tomato. I was speechless, I just stood there with my face tense and my mouth wide open. "I just wanted you to shut up," Peter said as he took one last look at me before he walked out the room.
A/N: Sorry this took such a long time to update and sorry if this chapter is really short. I've had the flu and a lymph node on my neck had swollwn up. I'm feeling better though, I'll update the next chapter as soon as possible! Feel free to leave any suggestions on what should happen next. Thanks for all the votes, bye! :)
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Escape to Neverland (A Peter Pan Fanfiction)
FantasyYoung Stephanie Karnosh didn't imagine her dreams coming true, but they did. Getting kidnapped and almost being eaten by a crocodile wasn't part of it, but getting rescued by the handsome Peter Pan was all Stephanie wanted. Join Stephanie on her adv...