Peter Pan X Reader

Chapter 16: Hooked

   I was being Stubborn, Mature. I could've crawled on my knees, cried like a baby, banged my head on the floor until she forgave me but, I didn't. I was too prideful for that, unable to admit I was wrong. And I was. I knew that.

   She was hurt. So was I. We needed help. But, we'd heal. We've been through worse.

   But, there was something wrong with how (y/n) was standing, her back arched as if in pain and a hand over her left side as if it was aching. She took a harder hit than I did, I wanted to believe that but, as I turned my back on her and munched on the sour apple, I couldn't help but believe otherwise.

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    I knew I was wrong. Everyone knew, so why was it so hard to accept it from my point of view. It wasn't selfish to keep them here. Kids all over the world want to come to Neverland, I've given (y/n) and the lost boys a chance that other kids could only dream of. Wasn't that enough? What else was there to give?

    I had pondered on it, all night. Ignoring (y/n) the entire time, I tried to at least, but I stole a few glances her way, everytime, as she put each boy to bed with a warm smile and a motherly kiss on their palms. They drifted into their dreams in no time.

    My chest constricted as I longed to have her in my arm's again, I had only just realized that it had been so long since I've had her cuddled up to me, the boys on either side of us. I had never felt so warm. But, now all I could feel was a bitter cold.

   "Goodnight Pete."

   I looked down from my position on the vines suspending me, I had flown up here after noticing the glances the boys would give me, they were fearful but, they would give me small smiles. It made me feel like I hadn't done anything to earn their smiles. The fear in their eyes forever haunts me but, the smiles they gave after made me feel like a monster. I wanted to apologize, I did. But, I couldn't. I was Peter Pan.

   So, I turned on my side on my hammock made of vines and let my back face my dear beloved, I didn't turn back for fear of what I'd see on her face. I didn't need to, I hear her mournful sigh from below before a few shuffles as she crawls into bed alongside the boys.

   It took me hours to fall asleep and when I did, I don't think I've ever regretted anything more in my life.

   I awoke to a short whimper, the pain evident in the voice. I sat up in seconds, groggily I look around as my eyes wander to the still sleeping Lost Boys. Their forms crawled up into one another, the sight caused a tug on my lips. But, it faded as I noticed someone missing, (y/n).

    My body slowly lifted off the hammock and my gaze drifted from the boys to the burning fire pit, it illuminated the cave effortlessly but, it was starting to die out little by little. But, that's not what caught my attention, the silhouette of a (y/n) caught my attention.

   She had her dress in her hands before she let it drop to the floor, the material caused a small dust cloud as she sat, staring into the flames. Her hands shaking as she placed them down in front of her, I slowly began to gravitate to the floor.

   "(Y/n)...Are you ok? Why are you out of bed?" I asked, I was floating for a few seconds before I felt worry overwhelm me as she didn't answer me. She couldn't be upset with me, could she? I know I had hurt her feelings but, she's always been so forgiving of me lately. Did I push her too far?