Epilogue

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Peter's Journal Entry (100 years later)

Day 35,600 without her.
I've done as she wished I didn't fall into a slump and I took care of the boys. But I never let her go, 35600 days of not letting go, I never found another love either and I don't think I ever will. A hundred years later and I still wake up in the morning forgetting that she's gone, but then I do remember and it sucks.
I've put everything of her's in the closet in the back corner. I take it out once in a while but only for a couple minutes, it's too painful to look at the photos of us, happy. But now I look in the mirror, which is like a photograph and all I see is misery and despair. I do put on a good face for the Lost Boys, but they can tell it's fake. I miss her a lot, I thought that if I held on to her for all these years she would comeback, but the right side of my bed remains empty. But I need to stop, I have to let her go, she wouldn't have wanted me to torture myself everyday by writing in this goddamn journal. So this is my last entry, I've decided to live. It's what she would have wanted.

Peter's POV

I closed the journal, took it outside, and threw it in the blazing fire. I watched it burn. Felix came up to me.
"Pan, someone was spotted on the beach, a stranger." he said.
A new person? She told me not to turn into Pan, she didn't want me to be that person. But If I want to attain leadership of this island, I have to go back to my old ways. So I smirked at Felix, something I hadn't done for a while.
"Take me to him."
We walked down to the beach and we saw a arm stretch out from behind a rock. I ran up to the arm and it was.... a girl. I kicked her side and she shot awake.
"Who are you and why are you on my island?"
"My names Ruby and your island?"

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