Chapter One: Lemon Tea
I looked down at my best friend, the one who I've begun to have feelings for, feelings we agreed to never have for each other all those centuries ago when we first began to be friends. I was breaching our 'contract' but how could I not? He was beautiful and kind and so, so clever even if
there would always be this dormant seed of hatred. I at least stopped it from growing. But...
His eyes looked at me in wonder, a rare occurrence, as he touched my pale flesh, warmth radiating and his calloused hands reaching up to cup my chin. "Kendra?" He asked, not sure if he believed it or not.
"It's me, it's me," I whispered, tears falling down my face as I shared with him something I thought I would only share with myself in the beginning.
"Shh, don't cry, why are you crying?" His eyes were tender and I heard a twig snap in the distance. We both looked up startled at the sound, his eyes hardening for a moment before softening at our best friend.
"Kendra?" The boy with no scars on his face, a surprising feat after living on this island for so long, looked back at us with wonder and amazement. I nodded and he ran to me, pulling me into his arms. I grabbed Pan and pulled him in as well and we laughed.
And then I woke up. The rest of the nightmare branded itself across my brain as it usually did, never letting me be free of the torment. I looked at the corner of the room, the figure watching over me with a sadistic smile blooming on his face at the fear in my eyes.
I tried.
At least I had tried. At least I tried to stop him from growing evil and bitter and cruel. But some seeds were destined to grow.