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Family?- Part 4

After our lips part we both lean in and start making out. His lips are so soft and I love how I’m able to just do what I want with him. I keep treading water, kicking my legs as hard as I can wanting to float and stay doing this his soft lips makes it impossible to release mine. My legs begin giving out.

“Pan pan pan, we need to go back to shore I can’t tread water anymore,” I tell him as I start holding onto him.

He nods and we flip the canoe over and row back.

Once we get to land he kisses me deeply with power and grabs my hand. He pulls me along as we rush through the forest.

“Where are we going?” I ask.

“You’ll see,” he smirks.

We both slowly lift off the ground as gravity doesn’t exist anymore. We move through the air but not fast like the first time he ever took me somewhere. This time it’s at a steady pace. I feel the wind in my hair and a sort of happiness I haven’t had before. It isn’t from the peace of being alone but the company of another person. I never thought I could feel such a way. We finally land on top of this cliff.

I look around and take in my surroundings. This is a place he hasn’t shown me before. I look out over the ledge and you can see the dark jungle in all its vastness. I look all the way down and we are extremely high up and it’s terrifying. I turn around and hear water falling from behind some bushes. It’s all so dark and gloomy and I know that should make me feel uneasy but being around people who mask things with a heavy fake layer of hope and optimism it’s nice to have a break from all of it.

“Pan what is this place?” I ask.

“Dead Man’s Peak,” he tells me.

The name makes me nervous and I start walking backwards from him, “Um... I don’t feel comfortable-” I begin.

“I’m not going to let you die here. You’ll be safe. You’ll always stay safe with me,” he hugs me from behind and I can’t help but trust him as he makes me feel at ease.

“Okay,” I wander over to the rushing waterfall about to push through the bushes. He appears in front of me so quickly before my shirt can even come in contact with it.

“You don’t want to do that,” he tells me sternly.

“Pan I can handle some thorns,” I tell him.

“These aren’t just any kind of bush. I look at him confused, “These thorns contain dreamshade, I don’t want you to prick yourself and get infected,” he tells me. I’ve heard far too much about the poisonous dreamshade to risk hurting myself.

“Well then how do we get to the waterfall?” I ask.

“We don’t,” he tells me and I’m insanely confused.

“Why would you take me up here and then tell me to stay away from everything?” I ask.

“The waterfall, drinking from it heals you from even the worst ailments but once you do you must remain on the island forever. No leaving or you die,” he explains.

“Why would I ever leave? To go back to Storybrooke?” I ask rhetorically, “Also my throat is still salty from the canoe ride, I think I swallowed some sea water,” I hold my throat.

He steps closer to me, “I can help you if your thirsty,” he whispers in my ear as his hands wrap around my hips.

I smirk, “Oh yeah?” I put my hands around his neck leaning in.

“Yeah,” he kisses me. His hands grab the hem of my shirt, “I want you,” he tells me eagerly. I nod in agreement and he pulls it off. His hands roam my body and slowly find there way to my shorts that he unbuttons. I begin to do the same and take off his shirt as I get him undressed. He puts me on the ground and gets on top of me. I look back and see the top of my head ends where the cliff begins making me nervous but I trust him anyway. He does it nice and slow making it last. I never would have thought Peter Pan could be so gentle for something like this. After about an hour of being alone and fucking we came.

I roll over and kiss him, “That was amazing,” I whisper to him.

We get dressed and head back to the campground.

He pulls me along, having his arm around me like I’m his golden trophy. I stop him as we’re right behind the bushes before we enter, “Do you mind if we keep this quiet? Just for a little bit?” I ask quietly moving his arm off of me.

“What? Why? I want to show everyone here you are mine and only mine,” He says.

“Pan, I don’t have the same personality as you. I’m not the type to be the center of attention or cause mayhem. Also not everyone likes the new rules. As soon as the guys learn about this,” I point back and forth between us, “They’ll connect it to me and everyone will hate me,” I explain.

“Don’t worry about that,” he tells me.

“Pan seriously!”I tell him meaning it.

“Okay! I’ll be discreet for now,” he tells me.

“Thank you,” I say.

We walk in like everything is normal. I keep a decent amount of space from him while trying to act like nothing has changed but the stiffness of my body and forced smile I can’t change says otherwise. Others look at me odd because I never act like this.

I spend the rest of the day in my tent trying to keep myself away from Pan. I read a book but the only thing I can think about is how amazing being with him was and how magical just the past few hours have been. The wet kisses while in the sea, showing me Dead Mans Peak and protecting me as we look out at the view together, mind blowing sex, wow I can finally say I have someone who appreciates me.

Thirty minutes can’t hurt. I walk over to his cave and knock on the side of the cave, “Hey there,” I say.

“Y/n, this is a lovely surprise,” he pulls me to him as we walk towards each other and kisses me.

“I need something from you,” I say.

“Anything, what can I give you?” he asks me.

“Well, if it’s possible, I was hoping I could have the dagger you gave me back,” My voice raises unnaturally high near the end almost questioning if it was appropriate to want it now things are normal again.

“Of course, I’m glad you asked. I can give you lessons for it still if you’d like,” he offers.

“I want nothing more than for that to happen,” I smile. We just stand there staring at each other. His green eyes are something I could just get lost in.

“Well I should go, bye,” I smile walking out slowly looking back at him the entire time I exit as I blush like a fool.

More days go by and the nightmares I’ve been having have almost disappeared and I can’t help but wonder if my new relationship has something to do with it. Pan and I still haven’t gone public which I’m still not ready for especially with how bitchy all the lost boys have been about the new changes he’s made for me.

We all come out one morning getting ready to get our breakfast. I yawn as I slowly crawl out of my tent. I slowly make my way next to my friends as everyone is out and Pan comes and hugs me from behind.

“How’d you sleep baby?” He asks. I am furious he told me we would keep it private till I said otherwise.

“Um… uh,” I look around and everyone is staring at us and I don’t know what to do.

I slowly move his arms away and step away, “I slept fine Pan. Thanks for asking,” I look at Mike and Adam widening my eyes, “let’s go,” I order and we head out as I quickly want to leave the scene.

It’s complete silence for the next 10 minutes and it’s getting uncomfortable that no one is addressing the elephant in the room.

“Are you really with him?” Adam finally asks.

I hesitate for a moment and struggle to clear my throat, “Yes. Me and pan are together together,” I pause before I continue irritated, “I told him I wanted to keep us private though!”

“He’s Pan, what did you expect? Him to do what you want?” Mike asks.

I stop and kneel down not replying as Adam prepares to take a shot.

For the next moments all I can hear is the stillness of the air and a sudden plunge into the hogs stomach.

The morning goes on and I can feel everyone staring at me with a gut feeling I’m being talked about.

Pan comes over and sits right next to me and puts his arm around me “How was hunting?” He asks smiling and smirking looking around at the other lost boys claiming me as his.

I remove his hand from my waist and stand up and go sit with my friends. Everyone stares at Pan with shock as I rejected him. I continue to enjoy my morning and decide to hang out around camp for the day.

“Y/n, we need to talk,” Pan tells me seriously.

I reluctantly get out of my spot I’m in and put down my book and follow him as he’s already ahead of me not stopping. We go deep in the woods but he really doesn’t need to go this far to get mad for the morning.

We finally stop.

Before he has the chance to open his mouth I begin, “What the actual fuck? I told you I wanted things to be private and then you go and pull all that shit you did earlier? Don’t you want to earn my trust?” I explode.

My face is red and I keep looking at him. There’s a long silence. He looks at me surprised. I don’t think either of us expected me to get so angry like that.

“I didn’t think it would be a big deal. I wanted to make it clear that you belonged to me so they wouldn’t hit on you,” he explains.

“So what? Peter Pan can’t take a little jealousy? You arrogant asshole! I should have known this was a mistake!” I shout.

He walks over to me closing the distance between us and puts his hands on my arms, “I’m sorry, you know you matter to me,”

“You can’t do stuff like that if this is gonna work,” I tell him.

He nods.

The day comes to an end and I go to sleep but there’s a light on in the tent next to me. I toss and turn. I shut my eyes really tight, still noticeable, I push my pillow on my face, my arms are uncomfortable, I submerge my face under the sleeping bag, I can’t breathe. Nothing works.

“Ugh turn the light off I’m trying to get some sleep!” I shout through the nylon fabric.

I hear murmurs between Felix and Pan.

They aren’t listening and I’ve had it. I turn on my flashlight and stumble all over my tent trying to find my shoes and stomp over.

“Can you not do that during the middle of the night?!” I barge in.

Pan hurries to find something to cover the parchment the two of them were hovering over. The two of them turn to me looking stoic.

“Y/n, you must leave,” Pan tells me.

“Okay I’ll go but can you stop whatever thing your plotting for the rest of the night?” I ask.

“Felix will you excuse us?” He asks him. Felix goes.

He waits a minute before turning to me, “I have a plan that could change everything for you,” he tells me.

I stare at him waiting for him to continue, “I’ve created a spell and when I cast it your whole family won’t know who they are and we can make them treat you the way you deserve,”

“Absolutely not!” I exclaim.

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Family?- Part 3

I go to my tent to lay down because how exhausting fighting was. It’s gonna take a while to adjust to that.

I close my eyes and fall asleep. I have another odd dream, it’s of Regina and Emma in the woods talking about how they want to know where I am.

“Where could she have gone?” Regina says. The strange thing is it feels so real as if this is actually happening.

“I don’t know but Henry is beating himself up about it pretty hard,” Emma tells her.

It’s like I’m there as they look all in Regina’s vault and head over to the burnt logs where I found Pan. I can feel myself tossing and turning squinting my eyes.

“He should! That is no way to talk to his sister!” Regina looks around with her flashlight more. “This is her phone!” Regina exclaims.

How can my mother actually be defending me? She never does that. I genuinely feel like I’m right there with them and it freaks me out and start screaming.

I start feeling someone shaking me and I wake up

“Y/n, what the fuck happened?” Mike, one of the guys my age asks standing by my side.

“Sorry, bad dream,” I say hiding everything I’m actually feeling about it.

“Why don’t you come out and join us, it might be better than screaming from nightmares,” he chuckles.

I nod and go out and sit and talk with him and a couple other people who are 14 too. Everything we talk about is really relatable.

“Do you guys ever experience being back in your hometowns? Like dreaming about it?” I ask out of curiosity.

“Eh at first I had nightmares of what living there is like and what I went through but now that’s the last thing that comes across my mind. Sleep or wake,” Jay says.

I don’t know if I should elaborate or actually explain what I’m going through. I decide it’s best to keep quiet. Don’t want to draw red flags.

As the day comes to an end we cook dinner. Jay takes me and shows me how to find the right berries and what’s poisonous.

We come together and eat and hangout some more.

“So how was your first day on the island?” Adam asks me.

“It was… a lot,” I try to sound casual but I don’t exactly think it came out that way. “But no one else has ever included me or made me feel wanted like all of you have so it’s great,” I smile as I share.

I talk with Adam some more just getting to know the guys it’s really nice bonding and telling jokes with people.

“So what’s Pan’s deal? Why is he on Neverland?” I ask getting curious and lean in.

“No one knows. We don’t really know anything about his life before Neverland, he doesn’t talk about it, and we don’t ask,” Adam tells me and we watch him walk into the woods with Felix who’s his second, whatever that means.

“Y/n! Adam! Me and some of the guys are gonna go for a swim in the river, are you two in?” Mike asks us.

“Totally! I’m coming!” Adam exclaims.

“I might sit this one out, it’s getting kind of late,” I fake yawn but really I don’t know them well enough to know if they’ll try to get me out of my clothes.

I go to my tent, right by Pan’s cave and crawl in. There are a whole bunch of clothes sitting in the corner with price tags still on them. I look at it all. Tank tops, shorts, leggings, sweatpants, jeans, short sleeve shirts and a cloak. They’re all in dark colors like brown or the shade of green he wears. The price tags are in cursive and look fancy. I check them out and they have some big numbers on them and are major brands, I really don’t know how he pulled that off, or why.

Regardless I change into some of it because I’m sick of what I have on now. I try on a long sleeve shirt and sweatpants that feel big and cozy and comfy. Being unable to sleep and wanting to give my gratitude, I head over to Pan’s place.

I knock on the side of the bumpy wall, “Can I come in?” I ask.

“Y/n?” he asks curious, “Yes, come in,” he tells me. I slowly walk inside.

“I just wanted to say thank you, for the clothes,” I tell him.

“Of course, I can’t have my only lost girl without anything to wear,” he tells me.

“Okay, please don’t phrase that in that way,” I tell him.

He looks confused.

“Don’t refer to me as your only lost girl following by my lack of clothing as if there could be some alternative meaning. I don’t… see you that way,” I tell him tensing up.

“Y/n, I didn’t mean it like that, I-” he begins but I cut him off.

“Really? Why? I lived my life feeling emotionally abused and alone why should I not expect a different kind of abuse at a new place? Same song different verse,” I sigh feeling like an idiot, “I should’ve known being around people who were so nice was too good to be true,” I look down.

“ Y/n Mills, I seriously do not see you as an item to be objected. I don’t know everything you went through but I want to do right by you,” he tells me with a straight face and I can tell he means it, “If any of the lost boys are giving you trouble…” he goes on.

“No no everyone is super sweet, Adam and Mike especially,” I tell him.

I walk around a little looking at things he has. It’s pretty empty besides a cot and a side table with a few things on it. He has a simple side lamp, some trinkets, and a knife. Seeing the knife makes me nervous and my eyes go wide, “You have a knife?” I question a little.

“Yeah,” He walks over and picks it up, “Watch this,” he turns around and throws it. It spins around and around in the air and digs into the rock and you can hear it go in.

Normally I’d be terrified but I would have thought that would be too hard a material to get something to stick into.

My eyes go wide and I look at him, “H-how did you do that? That looks insanely hard!” I ask amazed.

He smirks a little arrogantly but he deserves to, “Years of practice,” he wiggles his eyebrows.

“You have to teach me that!” I tell him genuinely wanting to know such an intimidating skill for the first time since I got here.

He chuckles, “Okay,” he opens a drawer and grabs another one.

“Do you have a collection or something?” I ask joking.

He ignores the comment and comes behind me and places it in my hand adjusting my finger position. His hands tangle in mine as it happens but I kind of like it.

He holds my hand moving it back and my wrist feels really awkward, “When I say so let go of it,” I nod, my hand is jerked forward some, “Now!” I let go of it a little too late and it hits the wall but rather than digging into the sediment the side hits it and it makes a sound when it hits the ground.

I look down and blush embarrassed, “It’s your first time, you can’t expect perfection already,” he looks at me, “You can keep it if you want, just about everyone has one, it would be good to practice.”

I look up, “Really? That’s really sweet of you,” I tell him, “Are you sure though? I’d hate to ruin your hardcore bad boy reputation,” I tease.

“It can be our little secret,” he says.

“Alright thanks,” I smile, “Well I should be getting to my tent, it’s getting kind of late,” I say and head there.

I crawl in my tent and lay under the sleeping bag thinking. What was that? Did we just have a moment or something? No! It’s day 2 I can’t allow that shit.

I freak out overthinking the past hour. Why did he get that close with me? Is he just messing with me? Giving me that knife felt a bit too personal to just mess with me. He did give me a rather big sleeping space. No. Just... no. I go straight to sleep.

I keep dreaming of the same thing, people back home searching for me. This time everyone is gathered in Mr. Gold’s office and looking into a crystal ball. It’s purple and smoky on the inside and no image is coming from it. It swirls up and fades to a light shade of blue. Confusion comes across everyone’s faces and then it ends. I don’t know why it doesn’t comfort me. I should be sleeping with ease, but I just can’t.

The next few days are like the previous and I’m trying to get more used to my new lifestyle. On the following week Pan gets us together and says we have fight practice which makes me nervous. Me and him have had a couple one on one sessions, but I’m not prepared for this!

I wait till everyone lines up so I can be last. I watch and I see that even these 12 year olds are doing it. That is not fair to them! They should not be learning such a violent skill at this age. I watch them and they are pretty good but they shouldn't be doing it it is just not right. Finally it’s my turn and I’m going up against Jay, someone in my age group and also who I kinda know. Hopefully he will take it easy on me. I pick up the stick on the ground nervously shaking slightly but try to keep a stoic demeanor like Pan tells me when we are together.

“Fight!” Pan states.

We inch towards each other and I hit his stick and he hits it back much harder. I gulp and stand straighter. I get more serious now and hit harder and aggressively.

I follow Pan’s advice that he said on our first day at the beach: Think about how your family made you feel and channel it. Once I focus on that thought it gets much more intense as we go back and forth. He hits my stick insanely hard and I start wobbling backwards.

“Stop!” Pan shouts.

Jay swings at me one last time and it nicks my arm. After he does I stick my arm behind me to hold myself from hitting my head on a tree. I’m able to keep myself from hitting my head but the point at which I’m touching it is near the bottom and slopes down and I slide to the floor.

Everyone gets confused and annoyed when Pan stops us, including me.

“What the heck Pan?”

“What happened?”

Many other comments like this others said.

Jay puts his hand out and helps me up.

“You fought well,” he tells me.

“Thanks, same with you,” I say.

Everyone separates and does there own thing.

“Pan, can I talk to you?” I ask him.

He nods and I walk over, “First, why did you want us to stop fighting? Second, I know it’s a rule but I really don’t think some of these kids that are really young should be fighting. It’s not right for them to have this kind of a skill,” I explain quietly.

I look at him but he doesn’t get defensive or angry about any of it like last time I raised concern for the 12 and under. He just stares at me.

“Why are you so concerned about there well being? You’ve known them a week. That kind of thing is something an adult would say,” he fights.

I start to get upset with him, “I don’t know I just feel the need to lookout for them!” I shout angry, “You’re their leader, you really should be doing the same!” I huff, “Now answer my other question. I literally lost my balance and you immediately called it off, as much as I don’t want to fight, I don’t want to be treated like that,” I cross my arms.

“I can’t help but want to protect you,” he tells me staring me in my eyes and I do the same . I can feel that he means more than just that.

“Pan, I’m not going to be that girl who is with some guy she just met,” I tell him.

“For someone who isn’t into being in that situation, you sure give a lot of misleading signs,” he tells me stepping closer.

“At some point I do, just not now. Okay?” I answer.

“Why not?!” He asks almost sounding angry about it.

“I’m not used to someone caring about me and not others. I really like how you actually do care, truly, but unless you make the rules on hunting and stuff safer for some of these kids I can’t. Being with you right now means I’m okay with it which I’m not,” I explain.

He grab my shoulders and pulls me towards him and kisses me. Passionately. I can feel the spark between us and all I want to do is melt into it. I quickly pull away not wanting to lose authority in this situation.

“No,” I step away.

“We both felt that, you can’t deny it,” he tells me.

“Your not wrong, but your ways here are wrong and I don’t support it,”

I dig into the side of my boot to grab my knife he gave me to give back and see I’m bleeding. I sit down and take off my boot as the blood rushes out, “Fuck!”

Pan puts his arm on me and we appear in the med hunt.

He starts pouring water on it to clean it and I am incapable of looking at something so gross,”It’s okay. Just hang in there,” he tells me.

He wraps and unwraps and redoes it trying to get it right, “How do you not know how to do this?!” I shout in pain.

“I am doing it!” He shouts back angry. He does it one last time. Getting it right... finally.

Moments later we appear in his cave with me in his cot and him standing next to me. I look around feeling uncomfortable, “Pan I want to go back to my tent,” I tell him.

“You need proper rest,” he tells me.

“No, I don’t,” I tell him forcefully trying to give him the hint.

“Why are you being so stubborn?” he asks.

“I told you why already!” I shout.

Jay and Mike run in which apparently isn’t normal for others to enter as they please I was told, “Is everything alright? We heard shouting,” Mike asks.

“Yes,” Pan says calmly.

“No, it’s not!” I shout, “Pan, the reason I went to reach something in my leg is because I wanted to give you this back,” I hand him his knife, “Can you two help me?” I ask trying to get out of the bed.

He looks at it and then me, “Is this how it’s going to be?” he asks as the two boys help me out and Mike puts my arm around his neck.

“Until your willing to change, yeah,” I hobble out with the two’s assistance.

“What happened in there?” Mike asks.

“Drama that I am not getting into,” I huff tired from dealing with Pan.

I ask to be left alone for the rest of the day from being too stressed out from earlier.

Another week passes and Pan and I have barely spoken. It feels so weird, it’s like we are strangers all of a sudden.

I have another nightmare that completely changes everything.

My mom and Mary Margaret are going through my sketchbook which makes me happy because no one has ever took an interest in my work before. They flip through the pages and their jaws both slowly drop as they look at all of my detailed Neverland drawings.

“She is not...” Regina says.

Mary Margaret carries it over too Emma with purpose. Her expression is the same and soon everyone is crowding over as they slowly look through each drawing.

“This is not good,” David states.

“How the hell do we get her back?! We don’t have a bean or a portal!” Regina exclaims angry.

“I don’t know,” Hook comments.

Once again it is unexplainably vivid. Some gut feeling of mine almost feels as if I can explore Storybrooke through my dreams.

The next morning I come out and we have to hunt which I am starting to catch onto. We are about to split up in our own groups until Pan stops everyone.

“I will choose your positions from now on,” he tells us all, “Patrick Daniel, Ed, you three will be picking berries from now on, along with you four,” he gestures at some of the other insanely young kids.

They all groan and complain asking why. I think about it and look at him in a better light now. Nothing that changes me choosing to be with him though. I don’t know if it’s for me, but I don’t know what other reason he would do it.

Me, Adam, and Mike make a new group, “What do you guys think that was about?” Mike asks as we walk through the forest.

Adam shrugs and I don’t know whether to say it but I trust them, “It’s because of me. Remember last week when I was with him and hurt my leg? Before we had a pretty intense conversation about our feelings and I gave him an ultimatum. I would be with him only if he made conditions safer for the younger guys,”

“What? Why?” they ask.

I hear footsteps, “Shhhh!!!” as the hog comes into view I quietly approach it. Aiming just right a throw my spear straight at it and hit it.

“Damn y/n, nice shot,” Adam tells me.

We carry it back and some of the older guys cook it.

The younger kids come back with the fruit and berries and I feel good about it. I don’t know if he truly wants me or if it’s some other reason but it makes me happy.

“Are you not going to talk to him?” Adam asks and looks back at Pan.

“I don’t know, I know it’s for me but-” I begin.

“It’s never mattered to Pan what we do on the island before. And after what you told me and Mike...” he starts.

“It’ll take more than that to get me back,” I tell him.

Later that day I go out in the woods for a stroll. I walk out to the beach looking out at this island with a giant skull, surrounded by rocks and the murky sea. I can’t help but wonder what is inside. I take this canoe nearby out and start to row over.

As I make it about a 100 feet out rowing with some paddles, Pan suddenly appears across from me.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he asks.

“I’m checking out that skull island it looks so cool!” I say.

“You can’t,” he tells me.

“Make me!” I growl over his stubbornness.

He tries to pull the oar from out of my hands and I fight back, “Stop it! Your going to make it tip!” I shout not wanting to get wet.

The canoe wobbles violently. It tilts over and completely turtles.

“Really?” I ask annoyed. I start to swim in the direction of my destination.

“What is wrong with you?! I did what you wanted doesn’t that mean we can be together?” he asks.

I stop swimming when I hear him admit it and turn around and tread water, “And this is for good, right? I don’t need you deceiving me and in two weeks or something,”

He stares at me for a long moment taking a long time to respond which makes me nervous, “Yes,” I can’t tell if he’s lying or not and he starts to swim over to me.

Even though I don’t know his true intentions I can’t help but find him putting what I want above what he does wildly attractive. He’s right in front of me now and the tension is undeniable. I kiss him deeply and he holds my face doing the same. Our lips slowly separate and I smile.

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Family?- Part 2

After moping for the proper amount of time I pull myself together and leave. It’s really dark out. I check my phone and it says 9pm but I have no calls or texts of my mom wondering where I am.

As I head back I hear a faint sound of a flute or something. Since no one cares where I am or I’ll get harassed the moment I step through the door once I go home, I follow it. The gentle sound gets louder and I see a fire in the distance. I walk over to it being cautious in case it’s something sketchy.

As I hide in the bushes. I see a guy a couple years older than me with brown hair and dressed in green leath- could this be? This is the description the shadow gave of the leader. This all feels too real and I need to get out of here. I try to be quiet as I walk away but there’s too many branches in the way and my hair gets tangled in several of them.

“Ah!” I huff anxiously trying to pull each piece apart, making myself free but it just gets more knotted up hurting my scalp. Between my huffs and feet crunching the leaves I could not be making more noise right now and there is no doubt he knows I’m here.

“Here. Let me help you,” a smooth English voice says from behind me. He grabs my hands and slowly puts them on my sides and starts untangling my hair for me.

After a couple minutes of my scalp being gently pulled it’s all free. I finger comb it feeling the strands unknotted. He knows I’m here at this point. I should probably just see if this is really what I think it is. I walk towards the fire where he was.

There’s a little bit of silence as we both stand there, “Are you who I think you are?” I finally ask.

“Yes, I am,” he tells me.

“The shadow told me you were young but I didn’t think he meant a teenager,” I say.

“What’s so wrong with that?” He asks.

“N-nothing. I’m sorry,” I say, “So your in Storybrooke? Is it because of my family?” I ask trying to avoid the fact he could want me to go with him to Neverland.

“We both know why I’m here,” he tells me.

“Yes,” I say almost instantaneously with desperation. He gave no context to his presence but I just know it’s to take me away.

He smirks. I look down sad.

“What’s wrong?” He asks.

“It’s just, the shadow said only the lost and unloved can hear the fiddle and from the entire town of Storybrooke I’m literally the only one here,” I sigh.

“Don’t worry, Neverland can be your new home. There’s so much to do and so many people like you.” He tells me.

I look down and see my mom calling me and huff and roll my eyes. 4 and a half hours after she gets off work and now she’s wondering where I am?

“I don’t want to sound annoying but can we please get out of here? If I have to be here any longer I might-” I stop not knowing what kind of negativity to use to explain how I feel. I drop my phone on the ground.

“Sure, hold on tight,” I grab his hand and he zooms in the air into a star. I can’t believe this is actually happening. I’m really going to live a life at a place meant for me. Where I’ll be included and wanted. As we enter the new realm I see a dark gloomy forest filled island surrounded by a dark murky sea.

“This is so cool!” I yell over the wind gusting on my face roughly.

We slowly land on the upper side of the island “Welcome to your new home y/n!” He smiles.

“I never got your name. What is it?” I ask.

He jumps off a log he’s standing on, “I’m Peter, Peter Pan,” he tells me stoically.

“Wells it’s nice to meet you, I haven’t formally introduced myself, I know you know my name but I’m y/n,” I say.

He smiles “I’ll show you to the compound,” he tells me. I follow him through the woods, moving branches back as I go, careful not to trip on anything and after what feels like a couple miles we arrive. It looks like a basic campsite nothing special. There’s a whole bunch of guys sitting around a giant fire.

“Where are all the girls?” I ask.

“Girls? I recruit lost boys. Your the first lost girl we have had,” he tells me. I feel a bit uneasy knowing this. The shadow never mentioned how there aren’t any girls. What if I’m taken advantage of? He even mentioned this chick Wendy to me! I can’t let myself seem paranoid on day one though so I should keep my mouth shut.

“Everyone, this is y/n,” he gestured for me to sit on a log which I do.

“I’m Adam,” the guy next to me smiles. I smile back softly.

I start talking to people and meeting them during the bonfire and some seem more intense than others but none seem as though they’ll use me or anything of the sorts.

“How long have you been on Neverland?” I ask Adam as we talk more.

“About 5 years,” he tells me.

“How was it like adjusting?” I ask. Goodness I sound like someone moving to a new school.

“Pretty weird being included and having people want to know me but in a good way,” he tells me and I feel relieved.

“How’s my newest lost girl doing?” Pan says coming over and squats down.

“Hey! I’m good. It’s nice getting to know others,” I tell him.

“Good. Come to my cave before you go to sleep I have something for you,” he tells me and walks away.

I look at Adam, “Is that normal?”

“I bet it’s just rules of the island and shit. All the newbies need to go over that information,” he tells me.

As the night comes to an end I go see Pan, “Patrick, where is Pan’s cave?”

“It’s across from his tent he does business in,” he tells me which is no help. I ask around more and finally get directions.

I knock on the rocky wall, “You wanted to talk?”

“Yes, I just wanted to go over some ground rules just so you know the dos and don’ts of neverland,” He explains and I nod.

“This is a pretty free place, in general there are no rules,” he starts going over said topic. He tells me places that are off limits like his Thinking Tree and skills I’ll need to learn but he really doesn’t give anything over the moon.

“This was helpful! As for sleeping, do I need a tent?”

“There is one already set up on the opposite side of the tent I take care of things in,” he tells me and I nod and head over there.

My tent looks big, it especially feels big but I don’t know if it’s because it actually is or I’m not crammed with 2 other people like everyone else. There’s already a sleeping bag and pillow which I get under. I’m too excited to go to sleep. My first night in a new land? How could I calm myself down.

I have this pressure point on the nape of my neck. Usually if I press it it helps to tire me out which I do because I have such a big day ahead of me.

I start getting more tired and fall asleep. I drift off into a dream that easily turns into a nightmare. Regina and Henry and everyone are so nice to me in it. I don’t feel attacked at all. But then this green smoke comes from all around and once it fades I’m treated how I was before. Everyone acting stuck up towards me like how they were before I left and only acting like their curse selves like before the curse broke.

I wake up in the morning feeling very uneasy and anxious from my subconscious thoughts that night but I don’t know anyone well enough to talk about it too.

I crawl out of the tent realizing I’m still in the same clothes as last night with nothing else to change into.

It feels odd walking out and immediately being greeted with fresh air and sounds of nature. I’ve never camped before but I could get used to this.

Everyone else slowly disperses from their tents and head to the forest which I follow. They are splitting up into different groups as they go separate ways and I tag along with Adam and Patrick.

“What’s going on?” I ask.

“We are splitting into groups to find our meals for the next few days,” Adam shares.

“Wait, like hunting? I don’t know the first thing on that!” I tell them stressed.

“How about you sit back this one and just watch?” Patrick tells me.

“Patrick your literally 10 why do you know how to hunt that’s too dangerous for someone your age,” I tell him seriously.

“You need to know survival skills to be here,” They both stop and Patrick gets ready to throw the spear.

“I said no!” I tell him angry gripping it so he can’t hit the animal.

“Don’t worry I only injure myself doing this like once a week I got this,” he tells me calmly.

“NO!” I pull it from his hand and hand it to Adam, “You do it,”

“But y/n, he’s done it plenty before,” Adam defends Patrick. I glare at Adam and he nods, “Okay,” Adam focuses as all is silent except for the crumpling of leaves by said boar. Adam chucks it and it hits the boar in the stomach.

The three of us carry it back, me in the middle where it’s heaviest. It’s super heavy but I need to do my part on the island to help out even if it requires all my strength.

I see Pan after dropping the hog and before anything else I walk up to him, “Pan, we need to talk,” I state deadpan.

I lead him somewhere privately in the woods and I just stare at him deadly.

“What is it?” he asks.

“How could you let Patrick hunt?” I ask him.

“It’s a rule of Neverland, everyone must be able to hunt and fight,” he tells me.

“He’s 10! There’s some kids here that look as young as 8! They could get hurt, Patrick even told me how often he gets hurt!” I exclaim.

“Why does this matter? You just met him, why do you care so much?” he asks as if it’s stupid.

“I care because hunting is NOT safe for boys that young! This isn’t my place to say because I just got here but clearly he isn’t trained well enough if he’s constantly hurting himself,” I explain.

“It’s just some cuts and none of them mind,” he tells me as if it’s nothing.

“It’s wrong!” I exclaim.

“You’re wrong for thinking you can just tell me how I should be running my island,” he states.

“Look I’m sorry. I know saying that is overstepping. But please think about their wellbeing. Some of these boys are still children. I’m gonna go back now,” I rejoin the group as they start picking at the cooked meat and red berries and colorful fruit.

“Hey y/n, do you want a tour of the island after we eat?” Jay asks me.

I’m about to perk up and say yes because I’m actually being included but Pan pops in behind me, “I’ll show her around,” he tells him and I’m scared I got myself in trouble from our conversation.

We all finish eating and go walk around in private. He shows me different places, mermaid lagoon which is a lot more grungy than I thought, also the dark jungle and explains how it’s the most exhilarating part of the island but I don’t think I’d ever want to step foot in that monstrosity he explained, even how each part of the island has certain cardinal directions, like north south east etc. We start to walk on the beach.

“I want to teach you to fight and hunt,” he tells me.

“I literally just got here, should I really be doing that stuff yet?” I ask.

“Yes, it is necessary, what if you were alone right now and a pirate came? You couldn’t defend yourself and would be taken hostage,” he points out.

“I see your point but like, I haven’t done that stuff before,” I explain.

“I’ll give an example, pick up that stick,” he orders which I do and so does he. He comes behind me and puts his hand on mine and raises my hand so my arm is higher up “There you go,”

“Now hit mine,” he tells me. I hit it softly.

“Like you mean it, take the anger from being neglected all these years and channel it while fighting me,” he tells me and I nod.

I go again and think of each moment I’ve been left out or ignored or verbally abused and hit his stick very hard.

“There you go, now again, and keep going,” he says.

I hit harder and he hits back. We keep going back and forth at a steady pace and he starts getting more aggressive. Which I try to do too. I try to think of all the years of Henry being the favorite thinking of Jack bullying me and worst of all Henry making it clear we aren’t siblings which gives me so much anger and aggression to put into the fight. He swings his stick at me and I lean back trying to dodge it and fall.

He drops what he is holding and runs to me, “Y/n!” he kneels down overly concerned, “Are you okay?” he asks. I nod.

He has me sit down and I find it weird how much my fall matters but I don’t question it. Maybe it’s a thing of me being a girl? Maybe it’s because I’m new here? I don’t complain either way.

We stay and talk until I do not feel dizzy anymore. We start to head back, “Thanks for the lesson today and the tour,” I smile softly.

“Of course,” he says.

In all honesty between super young kids hunting with injuries, nightmares for the first time in ages, and being forced to learn to fight… this life seems more extreme than I was hoping for.

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Hey can you please do a story about the reader being bullied and emotionally abused by people at school and their parents then they go to Neverland become almost like a mother to the boys until the curse hits and they end up in storybrooke. When Pan shows up to make the 'new Neverland' he admits he loves the reader and decides to try and win back the trust of everyone (lost boys, emma, david, hook, etc)?

Family?- Part 1

I get on the bus and go to school with my brother Henry, he told me he would sit with me but his friends call him to the front and he listens. I sit alone in the back as he’s with all of his friends laughing and talking. We were close once but within the past few years since the curse broke, he's become more and more distant.

“Why is your sister being so quiet, is she seriously just now going to school? Where was she before? Learning nothing except how to be quiet and alone?” One of his friends ask whose name I don’t yet know.

“I don’t know, she’s always been afraid of how mean people can be thinking that being home schooled is better, it isn’t like I can stop her, that’s just her nature and my family is fine with it,” he explains.

You see my mother Regina adopted me not long after Henry, but during the curse that she had she always was harder on me than him. She would go let him be social but I would be grounded over stuff as stupid as eating sweets when told not to. He was caught shoplifting candy and she didn’t question it and blamed it on these other kids. If that was me she wouldn’t even question the cashier and ground me for a month.

Why can’t even my brother stand up for me. I hate it here.

The bus comes to a stop and everyone gets off. I look at my schedule and see that I have Ms. Blanchard who in a complicated way is family to me. She’s such a sweet teacher but for some reason outside of school not so much with me. I sit in the back next to Henry but his friends tell me to move and go to the back where antisocial people are and I don’t even know where to begin to stand up to him. I look at Henry who does nothing to help me.

I go to the back and as class begins I get out my notebooks and realize I do not have a pencil. I lean over and ask the person in front of me if they have one and they tell me no. Great, I am screwed already with a teacher who probably will not be nice to me and I can’t even take notes. Let’s just hope I am good at memorizing what she says in my head.

She begins teaching us English, my strongest subject which I am glad about. We begin having a small spelling bee as a warm up and split different sides. I am on the opposite team as my brother and his friends and get the feeling this will be competitive. Everything starts out easy, the name of states, and then gets harder like some foods that have silent letters that you wouldn’t think of, then it gets to me.

“Y/n, spell “Reign”,” she tells me.

“Easy, R-A-I-N,” I spell confidently.

“Sorry, you were wrong,” she then spells it the way she meant. I can’t believe she didn’t give me any reference before I was wrong.

The other half of the class laughs at me and my team gets mad, “Why didn’t you ask for the definition?!” Did you seriously think she would give you a word like that after having someone spell something harder?” My face goes red of embarrassment as I sit down because I am out.

One of Henry’s buddies go next, “Jack, spell accept,”

“Can you please use that in a sentence Ms. Blanchard?” he then gives me a smug look and I roll my eyes. She does as asked and he spells it correctly. As time goes on he ends up being the winner and he is so arrogant about it.

Lunch comes around and I sit alone, of course. As they pass me another of his friends mocks me, “Y/n, did it ever rain, when your mom reigned?” he asks and all I feel like doing is breaking down and crying. I look over at Henry hoping he will stick up for me but he looks away. I feel like he wants to stand up for me but he just doesn’t.

The rest of the day is the same, shitty and I stay being bullied. I go home and sit by myself reading a book hoping I don’t get picked on again. Luckily Jack is too preoccupied with trying to get attention from hitting on some girl to bother me.

I walk home with Henry. It is silent for the most part which is weird because we used to be so close, “So how was your first day?” he finally asks acting like he didn’t just stand by and watch me get bullied.

I roll my eyes, “It was great.” I say flatly not meaning it at all.

We finally get back to Regina’s and I storm off to my room. Regina isn’t home, not that she’d ask me how my day was if I were there. I just do my homework and stay in my room for the rest of the day.

Later that night there’s a whoosh by my bedside and I get excited. For the past month I have been seeing a shadow who has been telling me about this amazing place for the longest time. It sounds too good to be true so I have never actually gone with it, I just listen to all of the stories it shares. It’s creepy deep modulated voice always makes the stories unappealing but still exciting.

“Shadow!” I exclaim and open my window and lean over the edge. It doesn’t smile at me. It doesn’t smile at all for that matter. It just starts talking about the leader who sounds so fascinating and adventurous. “A boy is the leader? That’s insane!”

“You can come with me and meet him. Everyone there is just like you,” it tells me.

“Shadow this is my life, I don’t like it but magic always comes with a price and going with you to this glorious place I doubt has any exceptions,” I tell it being honest.

“Very well, have a nice life, not that you will since you choose to stay,” it tells me and flies away for the night.

“Nice life? What? Come on!” I complain. It’s probably all in my head or I misheard him. It’ll be back.

The next day of school is the same as the first. Jack bullies me and Henry just stands there doing nothing about it like some wuss. When we leave we have to go to Emma’s place. Emma is nice but I’m not her biological child like Henry is so I feel like that’s always made her take less of an interest in me.

“Hey Emma,” I say.

“Hi y/n, how was school?” She asks.

“Awful, I’m the bully’s target and can’t stand up for myself,” I tell her. She won’t care but I can still share.

“That stinks,” she says. She doesn’t even give any advice, Henry would get a good pep talk if he said that. I don’t get why I’m overlooked from all of them.

“Hey David,” I say, David is Henry’s grandpa, but like everyone else, ignores me.

“Why weren’t you at the station today?” he asks me mad.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“Mary Margaret said you would go in and cover for me while I had to see mother superior,” he is definitely angry with me.

“This is the first I’m hearing of this,” I say honestly feeling attacked.

“Mary Margaret would say otherwise,” he huffs and hangs his coat up.

I open up my binder to distract me from that guilt trip and start to do my school. I can’t get the shadow out of my head and start to draw it.

It’s black as night and smoky but not so smoky it doesn’t have a defined shape. The bright white eyes that could blind someone if they stared at it too long. Capturing it in imminent detail with my darkest colored pencils.

My mom drives by to pick me and Henry up and we go back home, “How were both of your days?” she asks us.

“Fine,” I huff.

“It was good!” Henry says.

I roll my eyes.

We get back and she makes dinner for us three.

“How are you liking public school so far y/n?” she asks. I see a small smirk, she probably knows how shitty it was and wants me to reiterate it all.

“Could be better, I’m not exactly making friends but it’s fine,” I say moving my fork around in my spaghetti.

“Henry is the same way, he’s more of a loner,” she tells me which is completely untrue but I guess Henry has just never wanted us to know about Jack.

After we eat I help clean up and then go to my room. I sit by the door, waiting for the shadow to come, the main thing I look forward to. I wait and wait but it just doesn’t show. Could it have actually meant what it said when it told me to have a nice life? Could reality that I will never go to this magical wonderful place really be hitting me? I can’t have that. I need to believe that there is something amazing for me out there. If only someone could take me away.

A couple more weeks go by and they aren’t any better than the last. I’m consistently drawing this shadow. Drawing all the daydreams I have of it whisking me away to Neverland and it flying me to the star. Drawing in different lettering “Second star to the right and straight on till morning,” everything it has told me. About the people there, what the leader in green leather could look like, all of it.

In art class the next day, we have the project of sculpting a bowl which gets me nervous because I’ve never sculpted before. Ms. Patrick shows us all have and unfortunately at my table Jack starts bragging about how skilled he is. I need to make something better than him just to shut his pompous ass up.

She shows us how to start and we all take clay and throw some water on it and start to mold it. Jack actually wasn’t lying when he said he is good and starts making something that looks like a bowl much faster than the rest of us. I keep trying to shape my bowl and it starts to slowly come together. At the end of class it does look like a bowl, most people’s bowl doesn’t look put together though. I look over at Jack’s and it looks really good, it has a design to it too.

We all put our pieces on the wall and Jack trips me and it falls out of my hands and becomes a mess on the floor.

“What the hell?” I say.

“Y/n are you okay?” The teacher asks coming over and her along with the class look at my smushed piece of clay.

“I’m sorry that happened,” She says and I don’t even bother accusing Jack because why would they believe me.

“It’s fine, I’ll just come during lunch to remake it,” I say annoyed.

When it’s lunchtime I go to the art studio and start remaking the bowl. It’s a lot easier now that I’ve already done it. I form it and take a pencil and draw different lines in it and poking it trying to make a better design than Jack. It comes out looking nice.

At the end of the day I’m still teased but I feel better knowing my pottery piece is as good, if not better, than Jack’s.

Despite Jack messing up my artwork I feel really good about my day. I go to Emma’s after school with Henry.

“Emma guess what!” I say excited.

“Can’t talk I need to go,” she says as she is heading out the door, “Hook should be here in a little bit tell him. She seems in a rush. Why does she have to be so dismissive?

“Okay then,” I start to do the usual with Henry next to me.

“What did you get for number six on Mary Margaret’s worksheet?” he asks.

“The answer is 54,” I tell him.

We work in silence together which is usually fine but something about right now feels really eery and off.

“Henry,” I begin.

“Yeah?” he says.

“Why don’t you ever stick up for me?” I finally ask.

“I don’t know how, Jack is like the leader of the group. I’m the background guy who’s quiet,” he answers.

“You’re also my brother,” I tell him, “Look, everyone in this town doesn’t care about me or how I am. I just thought that siblings have a better connection than parents and uncles,” I explain.

“The thing is, we aren’t siblings,”

“What does that mean?” I ask confused.

“We were both adopted. I was the first child so I get treated better. You aren’t biologically related to me or anything,”

My heart drops when he says that. He’s pulled away, but for him to say this?

“W-what about Regina? She’s your adopted mother, she’s still family,”

“That’s different, she’s taken care of me for years,” he says.

“You mean the first 10 years when she made you feel crazy because of the curse and I was there trying to be supportive. She was taking care of you? That was straight up emotional abuse!”

“Just drop it, you’re just someone I’ve had to deal with for 12 years,” he tells me and my heart feels like its been crushed.

“I-I'm gonna go to Granny’s,” I get up and leave and head to the toll bridge, it’s like my safe place..

I pass Hook on the way in. He’s never really tried to talk to me or get to know me so why stay for that?

I can’t believe I actually thought I could have a good day for once. I don’t understand why Henry said that, he can’t actually think that but it would explain a lot. Not standing up for me, being distant in general. I sigh.

I see Regina’s vault from a distance and choose to go in and explore. I push the coffin that takes a lot of effort because I’m not strong but somehow achieve. I look around staring at the spell books and potions in different sized and shaped bottles. I choose to do a little research while I’m here and figure out how to summon the shadow. I really need it. Henry telling me that truly has made me feel as if I don’t belong now. I scour each book that could give hints on summoning and mythical creatures but nothing about this shadow that I see comes up.

I slide against the cold wall down to the floor and start contemplating the mistakes I’ve made and the hatred I’ve felt over the years.

“I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have sent you away! I believe you! I believe I’m supposed to be on that island!” I shout, “I believe,” I say getting quiet and sniffle.

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I Love you, I hate you- Part 4

Hi all! I know this is beyond late but my life’s been kind of crazy and this semester has been insanely busy but here is the last part! I have another request coming your way soon!

“No, I’m not leaving,” I tell him afraid slowly walking backwards and then turn away and start to run, quickly turning into sprinting.

Step after step, thought after thought. I really fucked up this time. I didn’t think flirting with Lee would make things go this far! And I absolutely did not expect me to be kissed by Felix of all people! He protects me. That’s it!

I stop and sit on a stump thinking about everything I did wrong.

“Your arm is in bad shape,” someone says and I’m seeing the bandage has split from a branch or something and the black cracks show.

“No shit,” I turn around, “Felix I told you to stay away,” I tell him annoyed.

“I was staying away, I didn’t leave actually. You’re the one that came back here,” he points out.

“Don’t you have better things to do then just stand around?” I ask him getting more irritated with him not listening.

“Take orders from Pan. From your face and how you are acting, I can tell he knows what’s happened and if he has any orders, it’s me dead,” he tells me.

There’s a long pause that I finally interrupt, “He’s sending me home,” I tell him. I hesitate before I lookup at him and ask, “Why did you kiss me?”

He walks over to me and sits down in front of me on the ground “I don’t say everything I feel like a girl does. It’s how I needed to get the message across,” he states.

“”Look I’m flattered but this, we, can’t happen. I don’t want it to anyway,” I explain.

“Understood. But listen to me. I have protected you so many times since you arrived, neither of us can count how many. I can’t help but have feelings for you now. Let Pan send you home, we could go together. Anyway, you really should get your arm looked at it looks like poison,” he tells me and slowly gets up and walks into the bushes as they rustle when he goes.

Why did he have to leave me with even more to think of? I do not like him! Needing a new escape I go to the beach. I unwrap my ripped up bandage carefully and try to soak my arm in the sea water. It feels vaguely better but still stings really bad, probably from the salt, jeez I’m a dumb ass. I pull it out after about 5 minutes and sit on some rocks thinking about life once I go back home. I could run away? Make a fresh start.

My heart starts having the worst pain, more awful than it has felt yet and it feels absolutely sickening. My arm feels like a million knives are being constantly stabbed with a piercing pain that I would have thought someone would only be able to imagine and my body gets weak. I feel like I’m on the verge of death. “Help! Someone! I’m hurt!” I shout hoping the slim chance someone is in ear shot.

“Y/n!” Peter Pan appears like he does. I should tell him to go away and fuck off and be prideful but I’m too helpless to turn any sort of help away.

“Pan!” I cry out. I scream of pain again.

“What’s wrong? Let me see your wound,” he is so concerned as he rushes to my side and takes my arm, turning it around gently, “When did you get hit by dreamshade?” He asks.

“DREAMSHADE?!” I shout not thinking it was that terrible, “Sam accidentally hit me with an arrow a few days ago,” I tell him sounding very flustered.

“Y/n, we need to go to the waterfall,” he grabs my other arm and we appear at Dead Mans Peak. He waves his hand in front of some bushes which move back and a pretty clear waterfall appears and he brings me a cup full from it.

“No,” I cough, “I’d rather die here alone than live here forever as you are happily in love with another girl!” I refuse turning my head trying to have some self respect.

“Y/n, listen to me. I was mad and jealous and you know I would never want to hurt you,” he pauses for a second as my consciousness starts to go, “I love you,”

Those three words is all it takes for me to stick through “But Wendy,” I mutter barely.

“I am not seeing Wendy because I like her that way. She’s so in awe by me and I thought that maybe having another lonely girl would be nice for you since you’re surrounded by boys but she seems beloved by all her family. I would never want anyone other than you. Knowing you thought that makes me feel sick! Now please, drink the water,” he tells me with so much sincerity.

I nod believing him and drink from the cup. I start to feel a lot better as the pain quickly goes away and the cracks and infection heals itself.

I instantly lean up and hug him tightly, “You’ve never told me that… that you love me I mean,”

“When I saw how you were about to die I didn’t want you to possibly leave me without saying those words,” he hugs me back even tighter, “It’s true.”

“I’m sorry I got jealous. I believed all the rumors, almost let myself cheat to feel better or get back at you or I don’t know,” I say humiliated unable to look at him.

“I’m going to make Sam pay for what he did… and Felix, oh I’m gonna,” he starts getting angry and protective which is honestly kinda hot. Despite the hotness I need to calm him down before he does something horribly impulsive.

“Babe babe, please what Sam did was a mistake and Felix can get over the fact I don’t feel the same,” I try settling him down.

“He kissed you!” He tells me.

“And he also protected me countless times. If you mess with him who else do you trust enough to be your second?” I ask, “I love you. There’s no one else I want. He isn’t a threat despite what your thoughts are,” I look at him meaning it.

Pan sighs, “I hate when you’re right. I don’t care though, I still need him to stay the fuck away from you!”

“Baby, I talked to Felix already and he knows he’s on the chopping block. He can take the hint. You can punish him however you want, just do not kill him. Please,” I plead.

“Fine. I will not kill him. But this is not going to go unpunished either,” he tells me with a less threatening tone. As much as I want to control his rash nature I know there’s an extent I just can’t.

“Now take me home,” I tell him softly.

He nods and moments later we are in his bed. His arms wrapped around me and I can’t think of any place I’d rather be than held by Peter Pan, the person who loves me.

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I love you, I hate you- Part 3

For those of you who also are into Felix fanfic this has a little taste of that in it.

Even though I can’t hear the bushes move or footsteps I know that look Pan had and it definitely means he’s going to scope out whatever is going on.

“So Lee, what was life like before you came here?” I ask starting a conversation somewhere.

“It’s rough. Constantly teased at school, family that ignored me, no one showing me interest of any kind,” he shrugs, “Why do you show so much interest in me? No one else does,” he looks down.

I put my hand on his arm, “because I know there’s something special in you. You’re more than what others think of you,” I smile.

“Y/n, there’s something I’ve been wanting to say to you,” he tells me.

I can tell the bomb is coming that will put Pan over the edge, “yes?” I ask.

“Well the past couple of days you have been quite flirtatious,” he begins, “and…” he pauses for a second and I wait for him to say how he has feelings for me. “I’m not over my ex” he blurts nervously and quickly and my mind is baffled now.

“What?! But what about everything you’ve been doing and acting like!” I begin.

He had no idea what I was talking about when I said that and I explain everything he’s mislead me with.

“Yeah I didn’t mean anything by that, I’m really sorry I misled you,”

“Pan needs to see you!” Felix says urgent which is very unlike his usual calm, dull, tone.

“Now? Why?” I ask sounding annoyed.

“I’m not sure. He’s your boyfriend maybe you pissed him off.” He tells me blowing the one thing that was going to make my scheme with Lee work.

“Peter Pan is your boyfriend?” Lee asks stepping away with a look of betrayal, “So what? You were just going to cheat on him with me?” He begins.

“Yes he is my boyfriend but he’s cheating on me too!” I blurt out unintentionally, “Why does that matter your not into me?”

I feel all eyes on me now and Pans presence gone.

After a pause Felix grabs my arm, “Let’s go,” Felix pulls me away roughly and once we are further away in a private area I stop and kick him.

“Why did you do that? Why did you have to say I’m dating Pan? I need Lee to distract me from his amazing affair! You know I don’t have the courage to break up with and confront him about that!” I’m on the verge of tears with my voice cracking.

“Don’t get mad at me for him not seeing how great you are! I was pushing you two together so I wouldn’t fuck up!” He yells back.

“What do you mean do you wouldn’t fuck up?” I don’t mention the first part because I don’t think I want to know. I am sniffling and wiping the hot tears on my face.

“It doesn’t matter,” he mutters to me getting serious again, “Let’s go,” he orders but I refuse.

I grab his arm, “No Felix! I may not have the nerve to stand up to Pan but I have no issue with you! Now stop being so cryptic for once and answer the damn question!” I demand.

He stands there for a second looking furious and then stomps toward me and grabs my face and kisses it passionately. I am overcome with shock and anger and betrayal and shove him off.

“What the fuck!” I shout, “You know I thought you weren’t like that.” My heart drops. Not only was a guy leading me on but Pans second, the guy most loyal to my boyfriend’s has feelings for me? “When you told me about Wendy you said you cared about what happens. Were you expecting me and Pan to fall apart so we can live happily ever after to be the aftermath of “what happens”?” I ask still furious. I’m too afraid to hear his response so before he has the chance to I stop him, “You know what just stay away from me,” I turn around and start running away.

Before I make it back to camp I run into Pan and stop, “Uh what are you doing here?” I ask nervously hoping he didn’t see everything that just happened with Felix.

“It’s my island. I can be in the woods if I want,” he answers with a serious tone. I nod with him obviously being right. We begin walking back in silence and there’s a nervous tension in the air from me.

“I saw you both… together,” Pan says breaking the awkward silence in a serious tone.

I gulp nervous not wanting to have this conversation and be left alone, “Pan please I really need some space it was a mistake,” I sniffle wiping my eyes that are starting to trickle from not being able to fight.

“You want space from me? Why so you can get closer to him?” He asks.

“I never planned on Felix having feelings for me!” I turn to face him annoyed.

He looks confused, “I was talking about Lee. What is this about Felix?” He asks serious with a lethal tone.

“N-nothing forget I said anything,” I tell him stuttering.

“No! Beside openly flirting with our newest arrival what are you doing with my second?” he demands mad.

“I’m doing nothing with Felix! He kissed me! But hey maybe I will since you don’t have an issue sharing your dick with the London chick!” I shout having more nerve. “What’s stopping me from flirting or doing stuff with other guys?” I huff angry.

“This is about Wendy? He asks not even denying it, “Yes I do see her every night and enjoy it! She’s absolutely obsessed with me and I love it!” When I thought my heart couldn’t be any more broken he shadders it more.

“I love you though,” I say with desperation.

“Well maybe I’ve fallen out of love with you! And something else about her is she’s coming to neverland and your going back to where you came from!” he states.

“Please Pan don’t send me back there. That life I had was horrible, you know that,” I beg him.

“Well there’s only space for one lost girl and you no longer fit in that spot,” He tells me as we arrive back, “Now go to MY cave and pack your things” he orders.

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I love you, I hate you- Part 2

Felix telling me that Pan is seeing another girl puts a million thoughts in my head. Does he like her? Why does he feel the need to see and be with her when I’m here? Am I not pretty enough? Or good enough in general? I get worried not knowing what this means. But I don’t get why this is being shared with me either.

“Why are you telling me this? Pan trusts you, he would be livid if he knew you were telling me that kind of information,” I ask not thinking his head is clear.

“I am telling you this because I care about what happens,” he answers. Why does he have to be so freaking vague about everything? ‘What happens’ could mean anything! Ugh.

I try to pry him for more information but he doesn’t budge anymore. Breakfast comes to an end and we all clean up. I go to the medical hut to change my bandages. When I unwrap it, mine now looks terrible. It’s red and goopy and there’s some black cracks up my arm too which is abnormal unless it’s poisoned but we don’t use dreamshade to hunt so it isn’t that concerning. I go to find rubbing alcohol to try and disinfect it but there’s none. I wipe it up some so it’s less messy and put on fresh bandages this time wrapping it tighter than before because I’m still distracted by who this Wendy is and the amount of pressure I use shows that. It pinched my skin so much it hurts.

After it’s taped down I go outside and Felix tells us that we are going to practice sparring and tells us to partner up. I grab a stick and go to my friend Joe and we start doing it. We start fighting just as we normally would. He takes things up a level by going for my legs which obviously I jump for. I do the same and swing my stick at some of his weak spots and he reacts falling a couple times but good overall.

“Joe, go to Lee, I would like to practice with y/n,” Pan says in a business like tone. He nods and goes to the end.

“Pan!” I beam, “I missed you so much!” I exclaim and hug him. I then have the after thought of how he was with someone else and let go and step back quicker than I normally would.

“I missed you too,” he kisses me, “I’m sorry I left without saying anything,” he tells me.

“It’s fine,” I tell him not asking where he went. After a small awkward silence I talk again, “How was it?” I ask wanting to know if being with that other girl was horrible or not.

“It went fantastic. Who I saw was very interesting and I definitely will be going on a trip to see them again soon,” my heart drops when he says that. He likes her, I’m no longer the only girl in his life. Where will I go now? Neverland is for those who are lost and unloved but I feel incredibly more lost and unloved right now than I ever did back home.

We start to spar but I’m too distracted by what he told me to focus on fighting. Within the first 10 seconds he knocks the stick out of my hands.

He looks at me weird, “What’s gotten into you? You were fighting just fine moments ago,” he asks me.

“Just the excitement of having you back,” I lie with a fake half smile. I don’t care if I’m overreacting I feel like I belong on that floor for not being good enough for him.

I fight with him the rest of the time trying to keep my mind focused but it works less than I would hope for it to.

After the morning session he leans in and whispers, “now how about we spend the day doing some stuff to help you relax. You look as if you need it,” as he trails his fingers up and down my back.

I step away uncomfortable doing anything of the sort with my current knowledge, “That’s a nice offer but I’m okay. I had some plans today,” I tell him, “With Lee,” I add on wondering if some jealousy will get him back to wanting me and forgetting about that slut.

He looks confused but not jealous of any sort, “Alright then,” he tells me and then goes his own way.

I stand there lost wondering if he’s being a stupid boy not taking a hint or if he really doesn’t care. Either way I might as well give him attention and maybe flirt a little in front of Pan with him to try to get what I want.

I sit with him at camp all day being real close having Pan glance over at us occasionally unphased even when I try to flirt. He doesn’t flirt back which I didn’t expect because I thought I’ve seen enough signs for him to be into this. After a good couple hours of it I give up and go for a walk alone. I stumble upon Felix again and we get to talking.

“Pan had the best time with her, he plans on going back! I flirted with Lee all day and he didn’t say or do anything!” I tell him.

“Why do you think I care? Isn’t that what your mermaid friends are for? Anyway if you want my advice, do it with someone intimidating not Lee,” he shares.

“My relationship is over,” I state even though Pan hasn’t said it I know inside.

As the day comes to an end people are playing dumb stuff around a fire. I join in and drink. They seem to be playing truth or dare. I just want to forget about Wendy and how Pan left for the night again and get really drunk knowing something bad will happen.

“Y/n, truth or dare?” I’m asked.

“Truth,” I answer.

“Tell everyone what you think of Pan keeping on leaving for the girl in London,” the guy asks.

“Everyone knows about that?” I ask embarrassed. They nod saying they are surprised I found out. Having the alcohol hit me and soon to be regretful words, I pour out everything, “Well I’m pissed as fuck! I’m his girlfriend he should only want me! If he does whatever he wants what’s stopping me from sleeping with one of you? He wouldn’t care!” I see I sparked some of the lost boys interest when I said that as they lean in, “I just want him to want only me not that slut that is in a different realm!” I huff mad.

We play more rounds and I finally choose dare, “I dare you to makeout with me,” Sam sitting next to me says scooting closer, definitely thinking of the slutty comment I said earlier. Feeling so vulnerable and unloved I get ready to lean in to do it. Before I can move my head Felix comes and takes me away to Pan’s cave.

“What was that for? I was going to!-“ I begin lazy.

“I don’t care what you were going to do! I have a job and that’s to keep you safe while Pan is away! And that includes not fucking any lost boys out of anger!”

I turn away from him angry once he goes I feel my injured arm have this horrible pain that’s unlike anything but I’m too drunk and tired to check on it and I fall asleep.

I wake up the next morning with a raging headache and do the regular routine. I hunt with a group of people that’s not Lee for a change. They start talking about what happened last night as we climb in a tree.

“I can’t believe I said all that. Did Sam really try to kiss me?” I ask and they nod and I’m humiliated. I try to spear a boar distracted by something new and miss, it runs off. Rich does it correctly to another one and we carry it back.

I sit next to Felix, “Thanks for having my back last night,” I tell him.

“Just doing my job,” he tells me and sips water.

I sit with him in silence as we both eat.

Felix tells us we will not have a morning practice session and I go back to sleep this hangover off some more.

When I walk in the cheating Peter Pan is standing there.

“Hey,” I tell him holding my head.

“Hey darling how are you?” He asks.

“Exhausted. I got a raging hangover because I was stupid and let the guys rope me into drinking way beyond my normal limits,” I groan.

He comes over and helps me lay down, “I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do for you?” He asks being genuine.

“Just some water is fine,” I say. He goes to get some and I look at my arm and even though it’s oozing some I don’t want to get anyone involved and I put on a jacket to hide it.

He comes back with what I asked telling me to get some rest and to call if I need anything that he will be in the tent he does business in.

I nod and sip the water and watch him as he goes. I lay down for several hours left with all my thought in my head I’ve had the past 24 hours. I can’t lose him though. I have to try to win him so I’m the only one he wants.

I go to his tent and see him standing there looking at pieces of parchment, “What are you looking at?” I ask poking my head behind him.

“I’m making a deal with Hook so he continues doing my dirty work,” he tells me.

“What if we do some dirty work?” I whisper and move my hand down to his crotch area and kiss his neck.

I can tell he’s smirking from the corner of my eye and he turns to me, “I’d love to do some dirty work with you,” he whispers back, “but I must finish this. I will later I promise. I do want to,” he kisses my cheek.

“You aren’t going to London? I mean away again tonight?” I correct myself because he does not know I know everything.

“No. I have more important things here. Like you,” he smiles which makes me smile feeling better about my place.

I leave his tent and go to see the mermaids and tell them everything that’s been happening and ask for there incite.

“You’re reading into it Pan loves you he would never cheat,” Serena tries to assure me.

“I don’t know. Two nights in a row on his “business trip” and if Felix of all people say that it’s true it probably is. He doesn’t bullshit stuff,” Alice tells me sounding sceptic.

They go back and forth defending there reasons leaving me confused.

“I still think Lee likes you. Grabbing you by the waist? And not moving his hands once your in a safe spot? That sounds so sexy!” Alice tells me.

“But that doesn’t explain why he didn’t flirt with me,” I tell them.

“He probably knew Pan was there and got nervous. Isn’t he shy? You might have to get him alone,” Serena suggests.

I think about it realizing that actually could be really true, “Thanks girls this has helped a lot,” I head out and find Lee.

He’s sitting around the camp. Right by the tent Pan is in lucky for me. I go to change my nasty bandages for my horrific arm and come back out, “Hey Lee,” I say right by the nylon outside of Pan, “Do you want to get out of here? For a walk in the woods or beach maybe?” I ask. I put my hand on his arm hoping Pan is looking at our shadows.

“Yeah. He smiles. That sounds nice,” he stands up and we walk into the trees. I look back briefly and see Pan staring at us starting to hide in some bushes not far away with a jealous look and I smirk.

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Request!!!

Hey you guys! Some of y’all have sent in requests which I am really flattered that you enjoy my writing and I am honestly SO excited to do these! here is the first one that someone gave me and I really hope you enjoy it!!! Also if you sent one and I haven’t responded, know that I have seen it, it just will not allow me to message you privately about it just publicly. Anyway here is the first for @welcome-to-americanawritings ! I crossed some of it out so there wouldn’t be any spoilers for those who don’t know what it is about.

I love you, I hate you- Part 1

“Babe wake up,” I feel my sexy boyfriend nudge me speaking in his smooth English voice, “It’s time to start the day,”

My eyes slowly open and I yawn tired, “uhhh it’s 9am can’t we sleep in a little longer?” I groan.

“Get up y/n, the lost boys have already begun getting breakfast together I let you sleep in an extra hour,” he tells me a bit more serious.

“Come ere,” I tell him and he sits close to me as I start sitting up. I roll on top of him and start kissing him.

“Y/n, stop it we have to get going,” he tells me but I continue.

“Come on it doesn’t have to be long, you know you want it,” I tell him as I continue.

I feel his body start giving into it and move my hand down to his cock and begin stroking it slowly, “Okay just 10 minutes though,” he tells me.

He starts kissing me back as his dick hardens in my hand and he rolls on top me as our skin tangles. He starts taking his pants off and I lift up my night gown and take my panties off. I feel his hand on my pussy as he rubs it and I can tell we want each other. Our physical chemistry is always the best. I feel him put his large hard dick inside me and he begins kissing my neck as I lay my cheek on the pillow. He thrusts harder each time and I can tell we are both starting to get close. After a thrust he cums in me and I do it with him both of us moaning.

“Do we have to go out? We could just do more of that all day” I smirk hugging him.

“Y/n, everyone has to do there part and that includes you,” he tells me.

“I’m your girlfriend, that should give me some ability to not follow everything that is supposed to happen? Besides the obvious that comes with being yours in physical and romantic ways of course,” I ask and bat my eyes.

“You get special treatment all the time,” he tells me and I sigh knowing he is right.

I get up and change into gray leggings and a green tank top and boots and go out to where all the lost boys are.

They all have already helped themselves but it’s fine because at least they aren’t rude about me not preparing it all. I get a plate and help myself to what I want. I sit next to Lee who was one of the newest lost boys here on the island that lots of the guys have been avoiding so I’ve been trying to make him feel more welcome. I smile and ask him how he is with adjusting and everything.

After we are done eating I help clean up. It’s the least I can do since I didn’t help in the morning.

Afterwards Pan announces that we will be doing target practice. What this is is practice shooting arrows which is pretty straight forward. If we want to take it up a notch we can put apples on our heads and have someone shoot it. We all grab our apple and dip the tip of our arrows in dream shade which is this deadly black liquid that’s found inside thorns of these bushes. It is insane how quick it can take a life.

I start shooting and hit the apple each time. A couple times I’m a little off but nothing too bad. I get bored working alone and start asking others if we can do it the “funner way” as I call it. Shooting it off the others head. I know it shouldn’t be more fun but something about risking a life like that is so exhilarating. It’s an extremely adrenaline rush.

A couple people agree who I trust and know are skilled because it would be horrible if someone went just an inch or two lower. Lee comes over and asks if he can join but we tell him it is too advance for him which is true. He literally came here knowing nothing about survival instincts. He never has gone camping or fishing or hunting we are teaching him it all. Mostly me because none of the other guys are willing to help out. I feel like I’m mothering him in the ways of Neverland.

I peek over and see him not being able to hit a single apple. I go over, “You’re gripping the bow too tight,” I critique as I examine his form, “Also you can’t stand like that,” I tell him with his legs pressed together, “You need more of a stance, put your dominant foot in front and non dominant foot a step back. That’s what I do at least,” I share and watch him readjust himself.

“Th-thanks y/n, it might help more if you show me,” he tells me. I nod and come up behind him and grab his tight fist and tell him to relax his hand and then I slowly squeeze his to the point he needs and move his feet around kicking them with my foot. I step back and he tries again and succeeds.

“There you go,” I tell him.

“Thanks y/n, you’re really helpful,” he blushes.

“Anytime,” I smile softly and walk away.

We finish up target practice and as most days we just hang out doing whatever we want. I choose to go to mermaid lagoon to hang out with my friends there. As gentle and sweet as the name sounds it really isn’t. The water is a dark blue and there’s a lot of large dark mossy rocks and not a whole lot of light shines through. I’ve swam in it before and When I tried going to the bottom it lit up this bright glimmery light blue which freaked me out with how much it contrasted the above and I never went in again since. The merpeople are great but the place gives me the creeps a little.

“Y/n!” This mermaid Selena exclaims and swims over to me. She’s always so enthusiastic I love her energy.

Soon a lot of the mermaids swim over to me greeting me, “Hey you guys!” I say.

We start chatting talking about the latest gossip and I tell them about what’s new on my side, “Yeah there’s this new guy who came here last week, Lee. Poor thing he doesn’t know the slightest thing. He’s been needing my help teaching him everything,” I share, “He’s too afraid to ask the others for instruction. I tell them about this morning.

They all start to give me smirks as if there’s something that’s not being said, “Oh honey don’t you see? He likes you!” Alice says.

“Lee? Like me? You’re lying. Anyway I’m happily in a relationship,” I tell them.

“Does Lee know that?” Gwen asks.

“I mean… he should. I haven’t said anything about it to him but that doesn’t mean someone else hasn’t said it. I mean who would want to have Pan so infuriated by hitting or making a move on me?” I comment. They all nod agreeing with me.

“Just watch for the signs,” Selena tells me.

We talk for a while longer and then I head my own way.

I go back to camp where most people are hanging out and I join in. I go and hangout with all the other guys fucking around and doing stupid shit. It gets later and darker and I haven’t seen Pan at all since the morning.

“Has anyone seen Pan today?” I ask. Everyone says no, “I’m gonna go look for him,” I look around. I go in his cave and in his tent he does business in. He isn’t in either of the places. I go in the woods with a flashlight and head to his thinking tree, he goes there when he has to be alone but of course I would never step foot close. No one would. “Pan? Are you out here?” I shout. It’s deadly quiet. I know it means nothing but still I’m really freaked out. I head on back fearing something will come get me for no reason. I know he’s a big boy and can take care of himself though. He would tell me if he were going somewhere so I’m not worried.

I head on back to camp and hang with everyone again drinking and they start playing games with all the alcohol but I know if I have too much I regret it because of stuff that I’ll do or say that is not intentional. Of course no one here knows that because I have been drunk around them yet. I always drink to the point I feel it and then stop.

I watch as everyone else gets wasted making fools of themselves and I wobble off to bed making a somewhat discreet exit as usual. Pan still isn’t there and I start to get worried.

The next day I wake up on time putting on some clothes and yawn exhausted as I stand next to each of the other boys on the end. I hadn’t seen Pan since last morning which is really weird and starting to worry me. Felix comes around and stands in front of us to give orders.

“Where’s Pan?” Someone asks before Felix can open his mouth.

“He has business to attend to. He left last morning and will be back today sometime,” he tells all of us in his flat voice. I swear Felix tries to say as little as possible about everything, he’s so ominous it’s annoying, “Now are we going to talk about Pan or let me say what to do to prepare for breakfast,” half of us roll our eyes.

He sets us off in groups, “Lee, y/n, you two are picking berries,” he tells us plainly as he gives us orders. I get a bit uncomfortable after the mermaids told me about what there thoughts on it all was.

I go over to Felix as everyone disperses, “Is there anyway I could not work with Lee? He’s cool and all it’s just I could use a break from the new guy,” I explain avoiding the real reasoning for how I don’t want to seem like I’m leading him on.

He stares at me with expressionless eyes, “Y/n you have been the only one willing to deal with him. He is not good at anything which is why he has the easiest task there is. No one has patience like you for these sort of things,” he gets stern with me.

“Lee come on let’s go,” I tell him wanting nothing more than to see Pan and hug him. I need to see someone I love right now. I just don’t get why he didn’t tell me he was going on a trip.

He follows me into the woods and I show him where the berries are and which ones are good to eat and which are not. He stays really close the whole time and the awkwardness is kicking in. I watch him do it himself and we head back.

“Hey y/n. Can I ask you something?” He asks me not making anymore distance between us as I inch away some.

“Go ahead what is it?” I answer.

“Why do none of the other lost boys want to be around me? Is it because I’m new or something?” He asks and I don’t know what to say. If I were to be honest and say how he doesn’t know shit about survival instincts that would hurt his feelings terribly. And I’m too nice for that.

“It’s not that they don’t want to be around you. It just takes a while to find your place when you first get to this island. I was the same way but I impressed everyone by-“

“Y/n! Watch out!” Lee pulls me hard to the side by my waist as an arrow shoots through the trees.

I feel weird having his hands there noticing another sign as I was told to lookout for as he doesn’t move them, “Do you mind moving your hands?” I ask. Once they are lowered the awkwardness still lingers on my end but I try to look past it. I lean out and see two guys squatting in a tree with bows, “Really you guys?! You almost killed us!” I yell angry.

“Your bleeding!” One of them shouts and then they duck and head out.

I look and feel a pain in my upper arm and see it got nicked. Luckily they forgot to dip it in dreamshade.

“Ugh! This is a WONDERFUL start to the day!” I exclaim irritated.

“You really should soak that. There’s a river right where the berry bush was,” Lee tells me.

I roll my eyes, “I’m fine I can wrap a bandage just fine when we get back,” I huff and storm back to camp pissed off not paying attention to if Lee is keeping up with me or not.

When I get back I go to the medical hut where there really isn’t much besides bandages. I force my chin down on one half of my forearm as I get the wrap started. I wrap it tighter than I should that my skin squeezes out more than it probably should.

I come out and see that everything is getting started. Knowing Pan comes back today is the only thing that is getting me through. It’s just the annoying anticipation of when he will be here.

Everything gets gathered together and we eat. I hangout with Felix.

“It must be hard, Pan being gone,” he tells me.

“It’s only been a night Felix, I can survive without him, I did all those years leading up to now. I just wish he would have told me why,” I say sighing after the last part.

“I might know why,” he says quietly,“Im not sure why he’s there during the daytime but for the evening I know he’s been wanting to see this girl from London, her name is Wendy,”

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Social media break over and more!

Hey everyone! I probably should have told y’all before I did this but I took a break from social media just for my own well being and I feel better and I am back! I will be beginning a new request that has been sent in and is long over due but I am excited for it! I’m glad y’all are sending them in and remember my dm/inbox is always open! I’m glad to be writing for y’all again!

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In Hell I Will: Part 7

Hey you guys so I know I said that I would post this quickly which I shouldn’t have said because The end of the semester hit me like a truck. I’m sorry this took so long but I have the final part right here! Enjoy!

I stand frozen in shock of what he just said, “Peter, don’t play games right now,” I tell him fairly certain he is messing with me.

“Would your heart not be in my chest if it were one?” he asks me sincerely seeming almost defeated.

I sit next to him. “I trust you but still I have to be smart about this too. As much as I think I do believe you I can’t allow myself to break down my walls again just so you can pull some trick,”

“It’s not. I mean it,” he says sounding truthful. “I’ve never felt like this about someone before, I need you y/n. I know it sounds crazy but what if you stayed?” He suggests.

I burst out laughing, “Good try. I’ve really caused you to lose your game because the Peter Pan I know wouldn’t ever consider doing something like THAT. Me? In the underworld? When I’m not dead?” I ridicule his idea.

He looks down and I realize he was serious.

“Oh,” I say surprised with the realization, “Pan you know I couldn’t stay down here when I have people who care about me and want me that also belong up there,” I explain.

We turn to face each other and how he would risk what he wants for me makes everything I feel about him intensify more. I start leaning in and so does he but I know that pursuing this will go against everything I shared.

“Pan,” I look away, “If I did this again that would mean everything I told you was a lie. I don’t want to get anymore invested in something that I know nothing will happen with,”

“But you want me and I want you. Just let me get what I want,” he tells me.

“We both know how this’ll turn out. I’m gonna be stuck putting my heart in me so I can go back and you’ll stay here,” I predict knowing it’s accurate.

“Why are you giving up on us?!” He starts getting mad.

“I’m giving up because it’s easier than loving someone I’ll never be able to truly be with!” I take a breath, “Look Pan, I want to find a way for you to come back but I don’t know how,”

Despite me turning him away he keeps inching forward and I’m about to give in.

“What the hell is going on here?!” I hear Regina exclaim from the other side of the shop and I pull away with the moment ruined.

I hear Emma start explaining everything and I know I have to face them sooner or later. I slowly walk into the front of the shop where everyone is, “Before you yell at me Regina, I know what I did, I am not proud of it but just fix it!”

“How do you expect me to fix a situation that could not be worst! I mean with everyone stuck, you’re in love with a demon...” she doesn’t continue.

“Hey! Yes I did do this. I let love blind me. I let myself fall for one of the most conniving minds down here. I don’t regret it though. Yes he put your sister in harms way but despite everything I still love him and he loves me,” I shout standing my ground.

“You can’t love him he’s!-“ David begins.

“What? A villian? Last I checked Hook was considered a pirate in a evil way. Now your risking so much for him by coming down here! I know we can’t be together but you can at least admit that not all evil stays that way,”

The room goes silent as I hold hands with Peter.

“I know it isn’t possible for him to go back up, but can we at least help him move on?” I ask.

“You won’t receive my help,” Regina says.

“Y/n, he isn’t worth it,” Emma adds.

“The amount of harm he has tried to cause, it’s too much, he doesn’t deserve it,” David adds.

I look at Hook hopefully but he looks away.

“You all should know one of the reasons I came here was to let you know Hades has opened a portal for us all to get out of here,” Regina finally says changing the subject. Of course she changes it I roll my eyes, “It is only open for an hour so how much longer till the squid ink wears off?” She asks.

“Longer than that,” Emma says.

“I might be able to undo it,” I say, “I have magic I also failed to mention,” I tell them.

“Why didn’t you ever tell us?” Emma asks.

“You know. I explained my backstory. I wasn’t going to show off all my skills with you thinking I was some helpless victim!” I tell them all.

“Please you don’t have the power to undo something so powerful!” Regina barks.

“Well I guess there’s only one way to find out. Let’s hope my training with my mentor paid off,”

I stand where I am trying to focus. I close my eyes and hold my hands out focusing on how I feel. I love these people, they are family to me. I slowly open my eyes and see I gust of light pink comes from my hands as I face them all not believing I am actually doing it.

After a few minutes I lower my hands and nothing happens.

“There has to be a potion or something to help us,” Hook suggests and be and Regina look around scouring the shop.

“Peter please tell me there is something here to help us!” I plead desperate, “I know that you want to go but we both know that you can’t and I’m sorry for that but it’s my family,”

He lays his hand flat and in a puff of smoke a dainty black bottle appears, “Pour this on their feet. It will free them,” I take it from him and nod.

I walk to each of them and drizzle it on their feet and they lift them up. They all look at Regina asking for details on the portal and she gives them clearly.

“There’s something else Hades told me before I came here. There is something called ambrosias garden. Hook would be able to come back with us if he goes there and eats the fruit,” Regina tells us.

“That’s amazing. Thank you,” Hook says and him and Emma leave.

I walk back to the office area when everyone is doing their thing and stare at my heart knowing I have to do what’s painful.

“It’s going to be painful. But you need it,” Regina says standing behind me.

“But by taking it again that means I’ll feel all my pain and emotions that have been going on without it. I don’t want to face that. Maybe I should just stay down here with Pan so I don’t have to,” I comment.

“Y/n, it will be hard. It definitely was for me when I had it in my chest when I was away from Henry for a year. But it’s the only way you can keep going,” she gently takes it and hands it to me.

I sigh and nod knowing she’s right. I take my heart and push it inside my chest carefully and I get overflowed with so many emotions. It all hurts so much. Feeling the love from Peter Pan I have be star crossed. Having love given to me by a family which I’ve never felt before. I start to cry from everything I’ve been through but not truly been feeling. Never again will I take my heart out.

It’s a race out as everyone leaves but I stay behind for a needed goodbye.

Once everyone goes I look for Peter Pan but he isn’t in his shop. I go out to look for him. He isn’t at granny’s either, or the docks. I finally find him at the well where we had our first secret meeting. He’s leaning in looking down into it. I walk up and stand next to him in his same position.

“I didn’t intend for any of this to happen. Either of our pain, having my heart out in me,” I begin skipping the obvious of how I’m leaving, “I wanted to-“

“Y/n please don’t. You said you would help me and you didn’t. I’ll still be here and you’ll be up with a bunch of people who may leave you,” he explains clearly mad.

Him saying that just adds another thing to weigh on my chest and I choking back the tears, “I’m sorry okay?! I asked for them to help you get back or even just move on! I just got my heart and feel horrible. I don’t want to leave on bad terms,” I tell him.

“Too late for that,” he throws a pebble in the well and walks away, “Goodbye y/n,”

I walk to the portal crying feeling my heart torn out of my chest as I got burned in the end just as I predicted the first time we kissed. How could I let myself be so stupid?!

We arrive back at Storybrooke and nothing turns out good. Emma gets back in a mess because Hook didn’t make it, Tobin sacrifices himself for Regina and Zelena kills Hades, her love. Of course there’s me too even though that doesn’t matter to anyone. Having my heart in my chest after all this time makes me feel so much more but realizing how cold I was without it makes me never want to be that way again.

Days later Hook somehow is alive again. Something about Zeus giving him a second chance for defeating Hades. Emma is overjoyed and I’m happy because he’s like a father to me but it still doesn’t fill the pit in my stomach I haven’t overcome of the man I love not forgiving me for the choice I made and leaving him behind.

“Y/n, can I speak with you in private?” Hook asks me. I nod, “Y/n, I wanted you to know that I was able to help Pan move on,” he tells me.

“Hook I love you, your family to me and I am glad your back but please don’t mess with my feelings. I am still hurting very badly from this. Especially with my heart back. The emotions I’m feeling are unreal,” I tell him.

“I’m being serious,” he tells me with the face he always gives when being truthful. He was a damn pain but his unfinished business was how he never got the eternal youth he wanted. He shared how it was because of you he was able to let it go,” I knew that something that I had to do was honor all of you and honoring you meant helping him move on.

I start to tear up, “You mean, he really is in a better place?” I ask hopefully.

“Yes,” He tells me, “He wanted me to tell you that he forgives you and loves you,” I am much more at ease knowing all of this, “You know I will never like Pan but the way he would talk about you really did show his feelings,”

I hug him tightly, “Thank you, you have no idea how much that means to me,” I shed a tear of happiness.

Knowing all this finally gave me the closure I needed to be able to live in the moment and be with my family. Now that they are all together with me and the one I hope to see one day forgave and loves me I can move on and be happy.

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In Hell I Will: Part 6

Writing Prompt #8: It’s not you I love, it’s him

Sorry for taking so long to finish this! But I will be a lot faster now on with my posting.

I walk out of Granny’s hoping no one follows me and I go around to the back entrance and eavesdrops hoping my plan I did not tell anyone of works.

My heart is just laying on the floor with everyone staring at it. The glowing red with a tinge of black darkening it as it contracts.

Pan picks it up and looks at it.

“Pan, you give that back right now,” Emma demands.

He looks at it and back at Emma, “I’m not giving this to anyone,” he smirks.

Regina goes to snatch it from him but he pulls it away, “Pan,” she growls.

“No. I care about y/n you see, I’m not going to take this heart for myself, but I do know how to get her to play along with me so I get everything I want,” I hear him say.

“What?!” I burst through of disbelief forgetting I was meant to watch everything as my heart drops a little, “This wasn’t supposed to happen! You were supposed to say how you care about me too much to take it and give it back! You were meant to show your soft side!”

“You planned this?” Mary Margaret asks.

“Yes!” I exclaim, “I thought if he saw how I was serious about it he would feel bad and choose his feelings of me over-“ I sigh of defeat, “What am I saying of course you chose my heart,”

He laughs, “Is this you trying to play a game with me? You definitely lost, and now, you have to do what I say. You really are mine now huh?” he smirks and looks at my heart in his hand and grabs me and we disappear to his shop away from everyone.

“Peter what are you doing?” I ask pulling away from him the moment we get there.

“Clever game you had in mind. Too bad I care about my life more than being vulnerable or whatever you were trying to make me do,” he tells me with arrogance, “Unfortunately for me it now isn’t easy because like I said, I have feelings for you. I know you are hesitant to be with me but I’ll get you, don’t worry,” he walks around the shop as he speaks.

“Listen Peter! I was being honest when I said I didn’t want my heart. I don’t want it crushed or used to take advantage of but I don’t want it in my body, I don’t want to feel anymore,” I let him know, “That part wasn’t a game you should know at least. And I want to be with you too but after everything that you’ve done to me, neither of us know how to do it,” I tell him.

“I told you of my feelings. I would never take advantage of your heart,” he walks close to me, “I know I’ve done things in the past, but you will be mine,” he reminds me with determination in his voice, “What is with you calling me Peter now?” he asks me as if it’s silly.

“We had sex which revealed a new level of closeness to you. I should be at a first name basis with you, and I don’t hate your guts so I find Peter a better name than Pan. I’m not going to apologize for it,” I tell him with an irritated tone.

“So set in your ways, just another thing about you I love,” He tells me.

“It’s interesting you keep implying that you love me but you haven’t said the actual words, it really makes me wonder,” I tell him.

“Do you love me?” he asks.

“I almost did, now I don’t know what to make of you, your so unpredictable,” I say truthfully.

“I find that hard to believe. You are trusting me with your heart right now. Me. With you being my key to getting back in the real world you can understand how I’m not at that level. But you do love me. You’re just denying it now that the circumstances have changed,”

“How? How can you make this right that isn’t by talking into my heart to control my thoughts and emotions?” I ask him.

“We both felt something when we had sex, not just the arousal of pleasure but something deeper, I know I did and you explained how you did too,” he tells me.

“We can’t use our sex as an excuse to raise attention to our real feelings... my real feelings that run so deep and true,” I tell him not realizing I admitted I feel deeply for him.

“There it is. I knew you would tell me how I feel,”

“Okay I get it, you’re good at games. You got me to admit my feelings for you, now I’m going to leave. Goodbye Peter Pan,” I walk to the front door and go to turn the knob but he rushes to stop me, “No!” he quickly appears in front of me shielding the door with a look of concern, “I placed a protection spell on the shop, this’ll blast you back with magic and I know that after your mom, you and magic do not mix well,” he tells me.

“Thank you for telling me but I want to leave!” I complain irritated I’m being held in this place.

“What would you do? Go back to the so called heroes to get help? They’ll just tell you how your wrong and try to hurt me,” he tells me which is probably true because everyone sees black and white with him and the color that he is is jet black.

I stand there and think for a moment and know that he’s right, “I don’t want to choose sides,” I tell him.

“I don’t want to make you choose either. I just want to tell you what we both already know will happen,” he explains telling me what I want to hear and approaches me again and I begin to gravitate in his direction as well knowing that I’m falling for his tricks but don’t care.

“I know you are right. I’m sorry,” I look at him and say.

“So what do we do now?” He asks with me hugging him.

Out of nowhere a puff of dark smoke spins around and Gold stands there.

“Gold, I’m not going-” I begin.

“I’ll have a talk with you but first can I have a moment alone with Pan,” I nod and go to the back office.

I tune out there conversation and pick up my heart thinking of what could happen.

I get up and go back to his desk I checked out earlier and grab the sketch of me. I look on it for any further clues that he could be leading me astray. It just seems like a normal picture but I can’t figure out his reasoning for drawing it. It couldn’t be because he was thinking of me and be out of sweetness, that isn’t who he is.

Gold walks in and I glance up at him and back down at the picture.

“Y/n, you need to come back,” he tells me.

“And have you all scowl me and tell me how I’m making a mistake? No thanks,” I snap.

“He isn’t a good person. He is only using you,” he tells me. He then points to the drawing of me, “What is that?” he asks.

“A sketch of me,” I answer. He grabs it from me examining it closely, “What’s so wrong about this sketch now?” I huff.

“The ink, this is squid ink,” he says suspicious.

“And?” I ask not getting it.

“Squid ink is meant to immobilize someone. You need to go... now,” he tells me urgently.

“Or squid ink was an ink that he chose because it was the only thing around and nothing bad is going on,” I suggest. Pan walks in, “Pan is there a reason you drew me with squid ink?” I ask as Gold holds the drawing.

Pan stands there shocked by what’s going on but his face relaxes again, “There is no reason I chose squid ink,” he says.

“Liar!” Gold accuses, “Y/n who are you going to believe?!” He asks.

I look back and forth at them as I trust them both, “Pan, I want to believe you, truly but feelings aside you still lied and betrayed me once. I don’t want to take that risk again,”

“No,” he tells himself quietly, Pan grabs my wrist and pulls me towards him, “I can’t let you go with him,” he puts a black leather cuff on me that grips my skin.

“What is this?!” I ask pissed.

“It stops your magic from working. Listen, I love you, I let love be my weakness before but with you, love is strength. You will not leave me,” he explains.

“Peter, I don’t want to leave you but right now your scaring me, Gold do something!”

Gold is about to intervene but Pan waves his hand and he is gone.

I start to panic, “What the fuck?! Peter Pan, what the hell did you do with him?” I demand.

“Don’t worry my love, he is still alive I just moved him further away,” he tells me.

“Pan just take my heart and go back, I don’t feel love but I do feel strongly enough to do anything for what you wish,” I sigh.

“Y/n, I want you to love me. I know you are able to,” he tells me.

“Peter, love doesn’t work like-” I begin when there's noise coming from outside the shop, “Pan what is going on?” I ask.

He looks outside the window.

“There here, I need you to stay in the office,” he orders.

“No,” I tell him.

There is another loud sound indicating a breakthrough of the spell.

“We don’t have time to argue! Now go!” he commands.

“Fine!” I huff and listen like the silly little good girl I am.

There is a burst of the door as I stay in the back. Emma, Hook, David, and Mary Margaret all bust in.

“Pan where is y/n’s heart?” Emma asks seriously.

“I am not telling you,” he answers.

David pulls out a sword.

“Ooh I’m so afraid Prince Charming is gonna hurt me,” he says sarcastically.

I poke my head out watching everything happening waiting to see what will happen next. They all have hate in their eyes and ready to hurt him which I just can’t settle with. I grab the drawing of me and jump out and blow the ink of my drawing towards the four of them.

They try moving but can’t, “y/n! What did you do?!” Emma exclaims.

“You were going to hurt him!” I exclaim. I turn to pan who is smirking at me, “Stop smirking! I accidentally immobilized my family!” I blurt not realizing I said family.

He laughs, “See, whether you like it or not you will protect me no matter what,” he tells me.

“Pan, please help them,” I beg, “If you like and care about me like you say you do you will do this for me,”

“Please we can find a way to use this to our advantage, your love for me could help me-” he tells me.

I can’t take what he keeps repeating about how I feel, “The thing is Pan, it’s not you I love. It’s him,” I gesture to Hook, “Okay that sounded weird but what I mean is in a familial way by that is since I’ve been here you are the person I have felt most connected to and understands me. You’ve always been there for me and helped me. When the witch sent me to Storybrooke, I think she was sending me to you,” I look at the others, “All of you. I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t want to get sappy but that’s the truth,”

“We love you too,” Emma says.

“I won’t leave here until you are all free,” I tell them, “Pan. Can we talk in the back?” I move my eyes in that direction and I follow him there.

He pulls me in and kisses me once we’re out of site. It’s not a normal kiss that’s rough with passion. It’s sweet it makes me feel nice and warm inside, “Do you feel something?” He asks.

“I most certainly do, but it isn’t love,” I tell him. I look down, “Peter I can’t do this,” I look back up staring him in the eyes, “I want to be with you but with what you’ve turned me into, I don’t like who I am,”

“You don’t mean that, it is just you without a heart talking,” he tries to convince me.

“Peter, it’s not,” I tell him seriously, “I,” I begin but stop and take a breath, “I love you. And when I love someone I’ll do anything for them and what anything means with you is too dangerous. I mean, Look what I just did to everyone in there,”

I turn around and start walking away before he sees me cry.

“So what?! Now your just going to go back without me?! I still have your heart! I will take it!” He tells pissed.

I stop and turn around, “Okay. Do it,” I tell him looking him in the eyes wondering if he really has it in him.

He snatches my heart off the table it was on gripping it. His face has anger as I wait calmly for him to do it.

“Peter, I already told you. I don’t want my heart. it’s fine,” I remind him.

As he hold my heart I don’t have any pain in my chest. It just remains in his hand without him manipulating me or using it for himself. A few moments pass and he puts it down.

“I can’t,” he tells me, “I thought I could but...” he loses his train of thought and looks down. He looks back at me mad, “Why do I have to love you?!”

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In Hell I Will: Part 5

Writing Prompt #9: I gotta admit, that turns me on

A days after Emma risking me being killed I still am not talking to her. I can’t believe she put me in such a fucked up situation.

I get a text from Henry asking to meet up and I accept. Ten minutes later I go to Granny’s.

“What’s new with the quill?” I ask when I see him.

“Not much to be honest. That isn’t why I came to talk to you,” he tells me shyly and I look confused.

“Then what?” I ask.

“I know you know about what happened with Pan,” he tells me and I gulp not sure where this is leading, “I bring that up because I think he wants me again,”

“What? Why?” I ask nervously afraid I’m about to be caught.

“I found this by my bed in my grandparents loft,” he shows me a note that says “Sweet dreams” signed by him.

I gasp knowing that was meant for me, “what do you think it means?” I ask.

“I don’t know but there isn’t anyone else who he would want as much as me, after all, he was going to kill me to live forever. It makes sense. This could be a warning that he’s going to try to get my heart again. I have to show this to everyone else.” he tells me urgently.

“No!” I exclaim and he looks at me weird. I give myself a calmer appearance, “No that isn’t a good idea. They’re already worried about so much else. I can help you figure it out. I want to be useful. Anyway you promised me you wouldn’t leave me alone,” I explain a little shaky.

“You are right they do have a lot on there plate. And I’m sorry about leaving you out. Where should we start?”

“What would his place be he goes to or works at here?” I ask him knowing the answer.

“My granddads shop!” He grabs my hand and runs down the street and I can’t tell whether I’m excited from him touching me or just being included in something I know isn’t a hoax.

I start counting everything that could go wrong in my head and know I made a dreadful mistake. He could find something of mine. He could discover the truth between us. He could never forgive me if I did. As he grabs the door I become a stress ball panicking about what he will find and more.

“Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean after all he is after you. You might not like what you find either,” I warn him trying to get him to back off.

“It doesn’t matter what I find, what matters is I figure out what he is up to,” he tells me determined and the bell rings as we walk in.

As he searches for clues I stand not to far behind him making sure that he does not find anything that could get me caught. He’s so nice and inclusive it makes me want to rethink choosing Pan.

“Y/n, go to the office if we separate we can do this faster,” Henry tells me.

“It might be best if we do it together. To make sure the other didn’t miss anything,” I suggest doubting he’ll agree.

“Y/n, I know you’re new to the whole finding evidence thing, but something about searching is splitting up to find things faster,” he tells me urging me away and i feel less wanted by him.

“What am I even looking for?” I ask trying to play along.

“Something that could mean danger or something about me,” he tells me.

I gulp as I head to a room that is a distance from Henry unable to track what he might find.

I scan the room knowing in my head that the office is where personal things are so there’s a higher chance of finding something before Henry... hopefully.

I look at the desk scurrying through everything trying to find something that points to me, “There has to be something,” I whisper to myself.

After flipping through papers and looking in drawers I come across a envelope with my name on it, “Bingo,” I open it expecting something showing his sweet side and it’s titled Plan for me. That is so sweet that I make him want to have a real plan with a real future.

I start to read it but the format isn’t in paragraphs. It is in bullet points as if he was taking notes on something to study.

”Y/n, is interesting, she’s mysterious and kind. She knows how to catch my eye and not afraid to get in a little trouble. She wants to help her family but can’t. She’s interested and the key to escaping. Wrapped around my finger and able to steal from her. Her heart is strong I can tell, just what I need and can get once she is in love with me she will gladly hand it over.”

The paper slips from my hand and my heart drops. “He tricked me? How could he? How could I be so stupid! I knew feelings like that were too good to be true,” I shove the paper back in the envelope and place it where it was trying to keep myself in one piece.

“The favor,” I say to myself. “The favor he wanted from the beginning is going to be my heart,”

I sit at the desk trying to dig for more and there’s a sketch of me which I don’t even know what to think. I am so overwhelmed and don’t know what to do I take the backdoor and run away. Being a hero isn’t the lifestyle for me. Running away from my problems is.

About an hour later I’m by the well where me and Pan had our first rendezvous and crying... still. I hear a branch snap, “Who’s there?” I jump and start wiping away my tears.

“Just me,” Henry says, “Where did you go? I went to check on you and you were gone. I got worried,” he sits next to me, “Were you crying?” he asks looking at my puffy eyes.

“Yeah and before you ask why, it’s because I found out someone isn’t who I thought they were... at all. Constant disappointment seems to follow me.” I sniffle.

He hugs me. I look at him and he looks at me, staring each other in the eyes. We both slowly lean in and he kisses me. It’s soft and sweet. When our lips part I don’t feel what I thought I would feel. Not a warm giddy feeling. Not overcome with lust and going back for a kiss with more passion. It’s just a kiss.

I look away from him embarrassed.

“What’s wrong now,” he asks me.

“Henry I like you, I do, but something just feels off about us,” I’m now even more embarrassed I just let him down, “I have to go,” I run off feeling horrible between telling someone I don’t like them the right way and being used by someone who I do.

I don’t even know where to go. Everyone is leaving me out to be forgotten and I can’t go to Pan. I just start running to nowhere I really know.

I trip over a branch and fall hard not able to get up, “Help! Help!” I yell hoping someone can hear me. I reach for my phone but it’s across the trail and the branch is stuck. I try to pull my leg out but it’s wedged too deep.

Someone comes running over several minutes later, “Y/n! Are you okay?” Hook answers. He helps untangle my leg from the branch and sit more comfortably, “What happened?”

I can’t help but cry about everything. I unravel about it all. How I was betrayed, how arrived to Storybrooke, it all comes out. I even let out how the mystery person was Peter Pan slip.

“Pan?” he asks, “When I see that boy I’m gonna-” he starts getting angry.

“Hook no, he’s my problem, I have to deal with him,” I tell him.

“Everything you just shared about going to a witch you found and dealt with on your own and having to put up with that demon. All you ever do is try to solve things by yourself, you need to be able to let others help you get through things,” he tells me gently.

He helps me up and I stand steady, “Hook, will you do me a favor? Please don’t tell anyone what I told you. Especially the part about Pan.”

“But y/n-” he begins.

“I know. They could help me and I probably could use there help. I just don’t want to deal with there disapproval of him,” I explain, “You and I know and together we can think of something,” I tell him.

“For now, but at some point you do,” he tells me and I nod.

It makes me think of what the witch who cast me to Storybrooke told me before I left. Family isn’t always blood, it disguises itself and once you find it you don’t let go. Maybe this is what she meant. Sure Hook is a pirate who I would never have approached if seen on the street. But having him pushed in my life and the type of connection we share. There is no one I’ve felt more in touch with and understood by. Also it puts into perspective what Emma did with me. I hate how she risked my life but if I knew that someone like Hook might die, I’d go to extreme circumstances to try to keep him safe as well.

We walk back to Main Street and an arrow flies right past us barely missing my face. My eyes follow it and it’s aiming right at Mr. Gold. I get terrified and look back at where it came from and a man tall and tan with nice thick jet black hair is standing there. He’s wearing a sling of arrows and holding a bow and looks very angry. Seconds later Belle runs out trying to talk him down. But he looks way too determined to listen.

We get out of there and head to the normal meeting spot, the apartment. I sigh knowing Emma will be there and I’ll have to face her at one point or another.

“Why does no one let me do anything?” I ask him once we get there, “I feel like everyone is off trying to help and I’m just assigned nothing,” I huff.

“It’s not intentional,” he tells me, “And you have helped, you saved Ruby and have gone around looking for clues. You knew where to start with trying to beat Hades and gone with others like Henry to find items we need,” I roll my eyes, “It’s true,”

Emma Regina and Robin all come in. When Emma sees me she comes up, “Y/n I want to say something,”

“Me first. Emma, it’s okay. I know that you were trying to save your mom, if it were me I would be doing anything to save someone I care about so much too,”

“Y/n, you need to know that yes that was a reason that I brought you. But I also did because I knew you would be able to handle it. I knew you were brave and strong enough,” she tells me.

All of this sharing of feelings makes me feel so guilty that I’m keeping all these secrets from everyone.

“When will everyone else be here?” I ask.

“Mary Margaret and David weren’t that far behind us,” Regina says.

“Okay, there’s something I have to tell you all but I want everyone to be here,” I say nervously.

Later on that evening everyone is back except for Gold and Zelena which is weird.

“I have to share something with you all,” I gulp nervously as they stare at me waiting to speak.

“I wasn’t in trouble when you found me. I know that when I came here I said I needed help because I’m in danger and could get hurt. But that isn’t true. The truth is I knew about magic well before I came here. When I was little my dad walked out and social service took me away because my mom obsessively used magic to the point she hurt me when I tried to stop her from fighting someone she hates. She told me it wasn’t intentional but deep down I knew she hated how much I wanted her to ease up on magic. It’s dangerous to have magic used on me since that happened. Anyway I went to a witch because I wanted to find my family. The witch told me that family isn’t always blood and dropped me here instead of who raised me,” I explain.

“Why didn’t you tell us sooner? We could help you find your parents,” Mary Margaret tells me.

“I was embarrassed okay. I didn’t want you to know my father couldn’t take the responsibility of raising me and my mom did what she did. Anyway there’s more. I’ve been seeing Peter Pan.” I pause and wait for them to react but they look confused, “What I mean is, Pan found me the first day, and I know it’s wrong but we were together and I really enjoyed it,”

“What?!” David exclaims and I’m not shocked by how mad he sounds.

“Me and Pan had something going. I snuck out to see him he snuck in to see me. Which is why Henry found that note saying sweet dreams. It was left for me.” I look down feeling all the sadness rush as I am about to retell the betrayal, “But he used me. I was looking through his stuff and found out that I’m just his plan to get a heart and go back. He tricked me!” I choke and once again cry unable to fight back the tears.

I wait for there judgmental looks and telling me it was an awful idea but they just stand there expressionless, “Say something!” I exclaim.

“I understand why you hid this from us,” Mary Margaret says and she comes over to comfort me, “But you should have told us sooner, we could have helped with finding your family,”

“And don’t worry about Pan, we will take care of him,” David adds, “what matters is your safe,”

“No no no. I don’t want him to be hurt. This is like Zelena and Hades. She’s in love with HADES and you are all perfectly okay with it!” I defend him.

“No we aren’t,” Regina says.

“You gave her the okay to be with him!” I say angry, “there has to be a way to deal with this without pan getting hurt,”

“What did the paper say?” Robin asks changing the subject.

“It was like a list of my qualities and how I am and have acted. It was like while we were spending time together he was studying me. But the last part was how once I fall in love with him I’ll gladly give him my heart and how I’m already wrapped around his finger,” I explain.

“It’s okay we will figure something out. You’ll be able to go back with us he isn’t coming,” Emma assured me.

I nod nervously, “I need to go for a walk,” I make a quick exit leaving them to talk about probably how dumb I am.

I go for a stroll to the docks and sit criss cross looking down in the soul filled water.

Someone sits next to me, “Look I’m not in the mood to be judged-“ when I turn my head it’s pan. I scoff and get up and walk away.

He follows me, “Hey what’s wrong,” he asks clearly not knowing I know the truth.

“Stop it pan we are through!” I tell him angry without turning around and keep walking.

“Y/n! What happened?” He asks.

I stand where I am for a moment before I turn around, “What happened? What happened was the guy I thought I might have loved was using me all along! I saw the paper with your “findings“ and “observations” of me! I know why you really approached me that first day!” I storm off.

After I walk a few feet he starts talking again, “You know your smarter than I thought you were. I thought I’d be able to get you to believe it till the end. But I haven’t given up. I still believe your feelings right now are strong enough to want to give me a heart,” he admits.

The pain worsens as he admits the truth, “So everything! Everything was just a ruse to go back?!” I ask afraid of the answer.

“Not everything. I do have feelings for you but going back is more important than love. Love is weakness darling,”

“I’m not doing it pan! I can’t!” I tell him.

“Why who’s alive that came down here that cares about you? Hook? Henry? It won’t take long for them to think you can be tossed out,” he tells me.

“Tell me, I need to hear you say that I was nothing but an excuse to go back up,” I tell him.

“Darling you never were meant to be anything more,” he tells me.

“Meant?” I ask.

“I did develop feelings for you. But once it felt close enough to act different and rethink my plan I realized I was in too deep and created that list to remind me why I pursued you. That doesn’t change the fact I still need your heart,”

“You selfish, mean, double crossing, coward! You could have something if you tried! How could you just let this all go! I could have helped you find a better way! Helped you love! And before you say how much I’m like the Charming’s and shit for saying that, I’m not! I’m me and not afraid to mess with you like you messed with my heart! You aren’t the only one who knows how to play games and I will beat you at yours!”

“I gotta admit, that turns me on” he says.

“What? Me calling you all those names and threatening you?” I ask.

“No. You standing up to me and showing me how devious and cruel you can be. It shows how like minded we are. I haven’t met anyone so like me as you. But you should know that being selfish and mean are my signature traits so I take those as compliments,” he smirks his stupid face.

“Well if your turned on now your about to be cranked up by the time I’m done telling you-!” I start shouting.

He pulls me in and kisses me and I push him off me, “I’m not going to makeout with you! I’m mad at you and want you to leave me alone! I’ve already had you let me down enough!”

“You do want it too. We both know that,” he gets closer.

“Stop leaning in! You’re only making it worst! I just want you gone you-“ I start yelling but he shuts me up with a kiss again but this time I can’t help but give in. His bossy clever demeanor makes me feel the same way.

I melt into his kiss and lean against the dock building. I open the door and pull him inside both of us wanting more. We makeout passionately inside the wooden building. I feel his breath on my skin as his lips trail down my neck. He slowly slides his hand up my spine under my shirt grabbing me tight. I take off his tie and jacket getting him out of his suit he wears very well. He slides my shirt off and undoes my shorts yanking them down as if there wasn’t a moment to spare. I start stroking him and he groans as he gets my bra and panties off me tossing them away. I take off his underwear and force my tongue in his mouth as they twist together. I feel him suck my tongue as I moan and he slides in me. Us being fiercely in sync together couldn’t feel any better. He thrusts in me hard each time and his mouth ends up on my chest sucking my boob and I moan again as he makes me feel that good. We keep going and going him groaning and feeling incredible inside me. Faster and harder he goes as time passes.

“Peter, I think I’m about to,” I tell him.

“Ugh so am I,” he tells me.

With another thrust he orgasms inside me and I do the same with him.

He rolls off me both our sweaty bodies laying next to each other.

“Fuck that was amazing,” he breathes heavy.

“It really was. For someone who has spent a lot of time on an island with only boys you are really good,” I tell him.

“I’ve had more experience than you might think,” he tells me.

After a moment of silence I talk again, “Peter this can’t change anything,” I tell him.

“Peter? When did we get on a first name basis?” He asks me ignoring the important part.

“Are you listening? This can’t change how I feel!” I tell him more demanding.

“Can’t isn’t the same thing as doesn’t. It’s okay. I’m okay with it. I know how to keep you and go back. It’s a plan I have thought of but didn’t want to admit because I knew if you were gone it would be harder to move on. But your mine and I won’t let that change,” he explains.

I get up and start looking for my clothes to get dressed not answering him not taking another risk.

He stands up and goes after me, he puts his hand on my shoulder and turns me around, “I’m not playing around this time. I would love you but love held me back from my potential long ago. This time it’s different there’s nothing for me here,”

“So are you saying what we have... is love?” I ask hoping he says what I want.

“What we have is real. We are so alike too. Both have a deep past. We both aren’t afraid to say what we think. Both are sneaky and want something more,” he convinces.

“I... I need to go,” I run out before I make a choice that’s wrong. I see a text from Emma saying that Zelena has gone missing and I’m quick to retreat to them out of concern of her. Why am I so worried about someone I don’t even know that well?

When I’m there with everyone, so is Hades. That leaves me even more confused. He talks about how Zelena was supposed to meet him for dinner but never showed which gets everyone suspicious. There’s a note that says how she’s been kidnapped and to meet at Granny’s at 8.

We do that and when we walk in I’m shocked by what I find. Gold and Pan have Zelena held captive and I stare at Pan in disbelief but he looks at me as if to say “this is the only way.” Gold tells Hades to destroy some contract or Zelena will be hurt. Hades by everyone’s surprise destroys it immediately yet even though Gold disappears Pan goes to grab her heart which has a protection spell on it.

He walks up to me, and Henry steps in front of me, “You aren’t gonna touch her,” he says seriously to him looking him in the eye.

Everyone starts defending me which catches me off guard.

“Pan if you think your going to take her life think again,” Regina stands up for me.

I gently move Henry aside, “You guys I have to keep you all safe,” I tell them. I then step towards Pan,”I know you said that you had a plan to go up there and keep me too. But we both know you lie to get what you want. Whatever you do please don’t hurt them,” I tell him.

“Y/n, remember that favor I said you would owe me?” I nod, “Well I’m about to tell you it. I want your heart,” even though I was expecting it I get very afraid and step back slowly thinking this is all too real and scary for me.

“You aren’t doing that. Y/n is never going to give you her heart,” Hook adds in.

As everyone stands up for me Emma ushers me out the door to hide me, “Emma I can’t hide. He’s going to find me,” I walk back in, “Everyone stop!” They try to block my path but I squeeze through, “Pan, you told me you loved me. Is that true?” I ask serious.

“Of course it’s not!” David exclaims.

“David, let him answer,” I tell him sternly. I look back at Pan.

“I told you how intense I felt about you. I wrote that list to distract me from those emotions but it didn’t matter. I know you’re mine and I know you love me too,” he tells me.

“And because of how I feel about you, I want you to take my heart,” I tell him.

“What?” He asks surprised.

I reach inside my chest and pull out a glowing red heart. I hand it to him.

“Maybe telling me how I’m just like you was part of your plan but either way have it. It’ll keep me from feeling,”

“Y/n, what the bloody hell are you doing?!” Hook exclaims and goes to grab it but I pull it away.

“It doesn’t matter if he takes it! I just don’t want it anymore,” I uncurl my fingers from it and let roll it onto the floor, “It’s a liability that I’ve had for far too long,” I walk out of the diner without another word.

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In Hell I Will: Part 4

Fuck. What the hell do I pick? I should pick the right thing and go with Emma and Hook to get the names off the tombstones which Hades did so we couldn’t leave but Peter Pan is so dreamy and wants me for me and everything feels so real and natural with him.

I decide it’s best to sleep on it. I don’t get any sleep though. Peter Pan consumes my thoughts almost as if he’s put a spell on me. Could he?

The next morning I get up and dress in some cute clothes and I’m ready to see Pan.

I walk down the stairs of Emma’s underworld house about to sneak out. When I make it to the end of the front yard I start to think about what I told Henry. “I’m so used to doing the right thing but here I don’t know what’s right or wrong” I can’t be a hypocrite, seeing Pan is clearly wrong no matter how right it feels.

Screw that even if I tried I’d never fit in here. I keep walking but once I get to the beginning of the trail into the woods I feel too guilty leaving people who are counting on me. I turn around like the stupid good girl I am. Sometimes I wish I didn’t have a conscience so I could be more rebellious.

Hook walks in and it lifts my spirits a little seeing him. Yet of course I can’t talk to him about what’s going on because no one likes the notorious Peter Pan especially his enemy.

“Ready?” Emma asks walking in.

“Um uh, yeah,” we all walk out towards the graveyard.

We all stand in front of a tombstone that has Mary Margaret’s name on it and Emma blasts a white beam of magic on it. It’s mesmerizing watching it flow but I try to focus. My mind wanders to Pan and how I stood him up knowing that I screwed it up.

There comes a large gust of wind feeling as if I could get knocked down.

“This way!” Hook yells and we run to a much larger tombstone hiding behind it as a tornado of some type comes.

We all hear a growling sound, something is definitely out there.

“Emma, give me your gun, if it is on my side like it sounds I can shoot at it,”

“Y/n, that’s a bad idea,” she tells me.

“But I’ve got a good aim!” I tell her.

I stare at it and grab it anyway and lean over but she pulls me back before I can even poke an eye out, “I said no!” she yells. I nod understanding.

We make a run for Regina’s vault that is nearby, “We should be safe here,” Hook tells us.

“Why didn’t you let me make that shot? We both know I’m a great shooter” I ask pissed off.

She hesitates before answering softly, “I saw in my dream that told me this might work, Mary Margaret came instead of you and she went to shoot an arrow,” she waits a few seconds before she continues, “...she died in it,”

I get furious and upset when she tells me that, “So what am I? Disposable? You could have brought her and told her not to shoot! So was all that, “we need you” sincere or just so I could have possibly died instead of her?!” I yell.

“Y/n,-” Emma says.

“No! Answer me! If you were going to let me stay in Storybrooke when I first arrived to help me just so I could die?!” She doesn’t say anything and stands speechless. I huff and storm out.

I walk out of the vault and it almost looks like the tornado that came through is starting to die out.

I march off towards the well filled with too many emotions to think and Hook runs after me, “Y/n, wait,” he catches up to me.

“What?” I growl not calming down.

“I know you’re mad at Emma but please just listen to her,” he tells me. After a moment of silence he continues, “I know when something is bothering you, what else is going on,” he tells me.

I sigh, “It’s boy stuff you wouldn’t be interested in hearing about it,”

“I always want to hear what you have to say, as long as it isn’t sexual,” he tells me and chuckles after the last part.

I look down in the well, “There’s this guy and no one I know likes him, but I want approval of him. I won’t tell you who it is but he’s the only person I can think of. Like why should I be good and have crap like what Emma pulled happen to me when I can be bad and be with him?”

“Good always beats evil. I didn’t know that's why Emma brought you out here, truly,” he tells me.

“Thanks,” I smile softly.

I let him go back to where we previously were saying I need another minute.

I look down in the well again for another minute or so before I head back.

An arm pulls me aside and before I know my body is almost touching Pan’s.

“You waited...” I say surprised.

“Of course I did why wouldn’t I?” he asks.

I don’t answer and kiss him, “I want to stay but I have to go back. They’re waiting on me,” I huff annoyed.

“You don’t sound like you want to. If you stay with me I know it will be a pleasant time,” he interlocks his fingers with mine and I can’t help but smile.

“Let’s just not talk about it,” I say.

“C’mon, let’s go for a walk,” he tells me.

“A walk? I thought you said it was just going to be physical?” I ask perplexed.

“I suggested it could just be physical. That’s up to you if it is,” he reaches his hand out, “Is it worth the risk?” He asks me.

I stare at it for a second and then up at him. I take his hand and we go on the trail.

When we get to the toll bridge we stop and sit down. I look down in it and it’s glowing green as bodies that look like ghosts float in it and it’s very creepy.

“What are we doing here? This is creeping me out,” I tell him scooting closer to him.

“When you’ve been in the Underworld as long as I have you find new definitions of romance,” he tells me, “Or maybe I just wanted you to scoot close to me like that,” I giggle.

“Alright, just don’t let me fall in,” I say.

“What changed your mind? About coming to see me?” He asks.

I take a deep breath and tell him everything that happened since we got to the graveyard.

He looks completely surprised, “Y/n I’m so sorry that happened to you,”

“Me too,” I share.

We continue to talk and I start to enjoy him more and more.

I hear a howl when he’s about to kiss me and look in that direction, “Did you hear that?”

“No I didn’t now where were we?” He leans in and he’s definitely lying.

“We have to check it out!” I get up and walk in the direction as I hear the running get louder.

I stand in position ready to shoot as Pan keeps trying to talk me out of it about how it’s a bad idea and to go back.

I see it’s fur through the leaves and pull the trigger as it bursts through and then a second as it limps.

“Help me push it aside and we can cover it with this red cape,” I tell him, “once it’s hidden I’ll get Emma and Hook,” I explain. He helps me.

When I throw it over the wolf a woman sits up and pulls it off her. I begin feeling awful and apologizing. I help her up and before you know Hook, Emma, and Regina arrive.

“What the hell happened?” Emma asks rushing to the woman’s side, “Ruby?” She sees the gunshot wound and hovers her hand over it and heals it.

We help her up and to Mary Margaret and David’s apartment and she tells us about her time at Oz and with Dorothy and how Dorothy is in a sleeping curse.

Ruby grabs my arm as I walk away, “Y/n, thank you for saving me,” she says with sincerity.

“Why are you thanking me? I shot you,” I ask.

“If it wasn’t for you and that guy you were with I would still be a wolf. Thank you for changing me back” she explains.

Emma turns around curious, “Guy? What guy?” Emma asks me.

“No one” I answer a little too fast. I’m a horrible liar.

She stares at me for a few seconds, “You’re lying,” she states plainly.

I know the charade wouldn’t last but I expected it to be longer. I still am not going to give up after how happy I learned someone could make me, “Emma, I know you think you have a thing with being able to tell if someone is lying, but I’m not. Your “super power” or whatever isn’t real,” I try to convince her but by her face I’m not sure whether I got agree with it. Mostly because Emma seems so stubborn about being able to tell when someone is lying.

“Fine,” Emma says, “But this isn’t the end of this conversation,”

I gulp shocked I got away without her trying to badger me more.

Later that night I’m still pissed at Emma and refuse to be around her and stay at Mary Margaret’s and David’s apartment. I explain what went down and they give some advice. I go and sleep on the bed up high. When they close there door to sleep I get a surprise visit.

“Y/n,” Pan whispers.

I turn and see him and get butterflies, “What are you doing here? They could see you!”

“That’s what makes this more exciting,” he tells me.

“I’m sorry about how things ended earlier. I didn’t expect to encounter a werewolf,” I apologize.

“We were both caught off guard,” he tells me.

“Why are you here? I didn’t expect you to come tonight or I would have looked better for the occasion,” I ask indicating my appearance.

“I felt like our time was cut short. I wanted more time with you.”

I can’t help but blush when he tells me that.

“Pan, this isn’t going to end well. At some point we will be able to go back and you can’t come. Nor would anyone let you stay in Storybrooke if you could,” I tell him.

“Y/n, can you keep a secret?” I nod, “I will have a heart by the time you leave, one that can survive up there,”

“Pan, don’t tell me you’re going to kill someone,” I tell him.

“I am not killing anyone,” he tells me and I believe him.

I lay my head on his shoulder, “Things feel so easy and real with you. Not like with everyone else I’m around. They all think I escaped a bad situation. Like real world stuff. They don’t know the full story,” I tell him.

“What’s the full story?” he asks.

“A shit show. I was trying to find my family and made a deal with a witch and it all went to hell. They just think I was in danger and needed help. They have no idea what I knew about magic and everything before arriving,” I tell him.

“When we get back to Storybrooke and figure things out, I can be your family,” he tells me.

I kiss his cheek.

“I’m getting tired I’m gonna go to sleep,” I tell him.

He stays there and I feel him hold me as I fall asleep.

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