I felt like dying.
I knew I was kidding myself with all my fantasies and thoughts of being together, but nothing was more terrible than the feeling of this pain.
I hated myself.
I hated Wendy.
i hated Peter.
I wanted to die.
Why her?
Why out of all people?
The leaf around me shook rhythmically with my sobs.
The leaf was probably the size of peter's foot.
I started sobbing again.
The thought of Peter and Wendy together made me sob harder.
I was a pixie he was a human boy.
I heard voices behind me.
"Peter where are you taking me?"
She giggled.
I covered my eyes. I didn't want to look up.
"Just stay quiet, it's a special place where I always stay to think."
I turned around to see Peter leading Wendy blindfolded to his- our private place!
How could he?
This was our special place to to talk!
Curiousity got the best of me as I raised my head to see what was happening now.
I felt like dying once again...
As he let her go, her eyes fluttered to see the beauty of the place.
Her eyes wandered everywhere, as she looked in my direction I froze.
I was afraid she had seen me.
"Pete..."
No. She started to tug on his shirt as she gazed towards me.
I was frozen in place. I didn't know what to do.
I backed away onto the next leaf.
One by one I backed up until there was no hint of me there.
I knew they'd see me if I stayed, but just the thought of her knowing that I was watching killed me.
Peter looked, but with no hint of seeing me.
He ignored her, and as if she never said anything, he leaned in and connected lips with her. The hand Wendy had placed on his shirt tightened around the cloth as she pulled him in closer. He wrapped her into an embrace that destroyed me even more than I already was.
"I love you, Wendy."
That was it. I couldn't be here. I flew, I don't know where, but I had to leave I couldn't bare to watch this.
The tears wouldn't stop coming.
I sobbed and they ripped out of my chest.
I choked on the tears that I unintentionally swallowed.
I hated everything around me.
No human boy wants a fairy.
Not even Peter.
I was stupid to think he'd ever go for me, I thought that all those years of our friendship, adventures and bonding meant something else.
I cried harder.
Who was I kidding?
I was as small as his hand, he could carry me in his pocket even!
He could even kill me just by squishing me under his feet.
I was basically unnoticeable.
I would have to be next to his ear in order to talk with him.
I would never be able to be his.
I would never be able to have my lips touch his...
I remembered how Wendy and Peter were together right now.
I could never be with him.
I will never...
My sobs were ripping so hard.
I felt I was hurting myself with my crying.
I felt a lump in my throat.
I felt sick.
I cried more and more as I distanced myself as far as possible from my home Neverland.