"Why are you ignoring me?" Pan says becoming agitated. I slowly turn around and look him in his forest green eyes and give him a blank expression and say, "I want to go home." "This is your home, love, you had nothing to live for back where you came from remember?" he says dangerously calm and keeps walking toward me...
"I knew you couldn't. No matter how many times you tell yourself that you are strong, you're not. I think you wanted me to find you. You wanted me to talk to you. Because you're still that same scared, weak girl you were when I met you. In fact, I wish I would have killed you then." He hissed, smirking at her. He felt...
Peter Pan never thought he'd do anything selfless. He never thought he'd want to die. He never thought he'd be able to love. He never thought he'd see all consuming love in someone's eyes as they looked at him. Yet Peter Pan hadn't met Alianna. That girl. That girl that gave everything up in a heartbeat to save her...