A/N~ Hi :D So this is my first fan fic, so please do review. I am still a bit shaky on the story, so do tell me whether I should continue with it or not. I know its really short, but i just wanted to describe the situation Wendy is in. Most of the story will be in Wendy's POV, but if it does change it will be noted. Thanks for reading :)
Remembering
His hand smacked my face with full force. "And if you EVER even just think of doing something as stupid as that again, you will be shipped off to a boarding school just like you brothers! Imagine if all of Bloomsbury finds out my daughter has run away. My reputation will be at stake!" Father stormed out of the room, muttering curses to himself, as Mother simply just followed him. I touched the pained skin on my cheek and tears began to come to my eye. "He isn't worth your tears, Wendy." I told myself as I slumped against the window sill, staring into the never-ending night. "Even if I am successful in running away, only trouble will seek me from then on." My eyes followed the glistening stars in the black ocean above me as my mind began to thrive for that freedom, that adventure that life really does has. There was only one time in my life I had ever experienced such a thrill, and I remembered the child who had changed my life forever. His reddish hair free flowing around his face, the green tunic that was never clean, and the dark, daring eyes filled with mischief.
"Peter…" I whispered, leaning against the cool glass of the window. "Will you ever forgive me?" I felt my heart begin to pain slightly as I asked the question. The lone question that I had surrounded my life around. "Will you ever come back?" My voice broke as I recalled the moment I had left him, left him for the family that is broken forever.
"The boys are gone. They sneaked out one night to go to a party but they were caught and shipped off. Then Mother and Father completely transformed. Instead of being the caring who had raised me with love and care, they treated me harshly, punishing me for the small mistakes I had mad. They thrived off their reputation and greed..."
My voice faded, not wanting to talk more about my dreadful parents. I opened the window as quietly as I could, not wanting the previous outburst from my father to be duplicated, and swung my legs over the edge, head laying against the side of the window.
"I have no one else to go to, Peter. I sit here, every night, talking to the night sky praying you are listening to me, praying that you are hearing my plea." A tear fell from my eye, and I didnt even bother wiping it. I just let it trace my face, slowly making its way to my chin, until it let go of me and fell into the darkness. " Why did I leave Never Land?" I thought out loud. "Why did I leave you?" I lifted myself onto the floor of my room a bit more forcefully then I intended to, and closed the window, trying my best to close away the thought of Peter as well. A wave of guilt flooded over me as I knew this has been my fault all along. I let out a slight whimper as I brushed my hair slowly, regretting every action I had made that night. After I was done, I knew it was getting late, so I let me feet glide me over the cold wooden floor to my bed. I got inside at let out a defeated sigh.
The moonlight casted a pleasant glow in my room, illuminating every corner of it. I missed the nursery deeply, the childish feel to it, the warm comfort that always was there. Father had made me move out after he shipped my brothers off. He claimed that I needed to start acting like a women, or more then that, needed to start forgetting about the past and focus on the future. I snickered, knowing I would always stay a child on the inside, never letting go of the memories that made me the person I was and always be.
I knew I needed to sleep or else I would earn another slap from Father about how lazy I was, so I closed my eyes, dreaming of the only thing I could ever dream of for the past 4 years. Peter.