Wendy l still on her bed, barely breathing, sleep threatening to overtake her. to others it might seem like one night after another, something so normal that we all experience frequently and often overlook. She didn't dare to open her eyes, to scared of what she would find once the clock on her bedroom's mantle would strike midnight.
tonight was definitely not an average night.
Wendy braced herself, thoughts rushing through her head of doom and demise. She had tried everything except for death itself to avoid this night, but as she lay wrapped in the sheets of her bed she realized that this was in fact the beginning of the end.
perhaps it will not be all that bad. her inner voice tried desperately to calm the anxious Wendy. This was something done in vain though, and she only berated her conscious.
not all that bad? NOT ALL THAT BAD?!? of course it will be bad, think of all the things that will come with this night! The responsibilities, marriage...no more Neverland...no more "peter" whimpered out his name in sorrow. The clock ticked along traitorously, and she cursed it. We all know that the poor clock was mearly doing its duty. However, that didn't stop Wendy from praying that time itself would stop right then and there.
And that is when the first chime rang.
Wendy let out a yelp of surprise at the dreaded sound, and tears began to well up in her eyes. She thought about all of those times she had adventured with Peter, all of those wonderful moments in Neverland. She remembered her last trip, when she had turned sixteen. Peter constantly seemed to point out the fact that she had grown old. She had tried to ignore the small voice inside of her head that worried when he would say this, for it constantly reminded her that she would only get older after this.
But this was all almost two years ago, and she hadn't seen Peter since then. Often Wendy would fall asleep in the window seat, the cold of the window pane waking her as she recalled wishing on the second star to the right that a certain boy would take her away from the real world.
She never gave up hope, diligently waiting for Peter to come and answer her wishes and whisk her away like in her dreams. John and Michael, on the other hand, had forgotten of Peter long ago and often laughed at Wendy if she were to mention him.
the tenth chime played.
She wept openly from under the sheets, her pillowcase becoming drenched with tears.
this was it, her ending...she would be an adult
strike eleven might as well have been a gong.
She clenched her eyes shut tight while waiting for the twelfth and final chime to tinkle through the room.
But it never came.
Part of her was extremely thankful for time taking pity on her and stopping such an awful thing as making her grow up. The other part of her, the logical part, knew that time stopped for no one. Except Peter.
This thought caused her so much excitement that she leapt up in a fit of joy. She peeled back the covers and sprang from the bed, unsurprisingly fully clothed, knowing that this would be the last time if ever, that peter would come for her.
Running over to the window, cream colored dress flowing behind, she expected to be greeted by a flying boy and a small glowing pixie trailing happily around him. But she was sorely disappointed when all she saw was the tops of the buildings that made London, and the clear skies only filled with stars.She poked her head out of the open window and looked both up and down.
"Peter?" but her call was answered with only a slight echo.
pulling back and silently closing the window she let out a sigh of disappointment.
He didn't come back for me...as he never will.
"hello, Wendy."
But these words did not inflict joy, instead the filled her with fear.
She recognized that voice, but it was not Pan's.
Her heart raced as she turned to face her room and the owner of such a silky voice.
"H-How?" But before she could faint she caught the flash of forget-me-not blue eyes, eyes that haunted her dreams.
The eyes of Captain James Hook.
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