Chapter 2

I grabbed Peters extended hand and we took off. We began flew so high, I could see my house. I saw my sister in her room. I started to cry for a minute, thinking about all the things that I will miss in her life. Then my dad and step-mom walked in. And that tear quickly went away as I remembered that I was completely invisible to them. They didn't even know I was gone. I looked away from my home. I looked at Peter who was staring at me. He knew what I was thinking, I know it. He squeezed my hand in a comforting manner. For the first time I felt excited for the rest of my life. I was terrified, but excited. We headed to the 2nd star to the right and I looked up at Peter. He was good looking, I will admit that. Hey, maybe being stuck on Neverland for eternity will be a good thing.

When we reached the island we all followed Peter to the camp. The island was more than I ever could have imagined. The forest was so thick and dark with trees that I could barely see where I was going. He showed the new boys and I where we slept. I got to the huts late so there weren't any beds left. I guess I would have to sleep on the floor, but that's okay because I was just happy to be away from my home.

I was tired and about to go to sleep when Peter came in. "Come with me," he said looking down at me on the floor. I stood up and followed him. He brought us to his treehouse.

"I don't understand." I looked at him confused.

"There is a spare bedroom around the corner." He didn't even look at me when he was talking. "The bathroom is across from that. You can stay here until we find a place for you," He seemed really mad.

"Oh…well I'm sorry if I angered you. I don't have to stay with you. I can sleep on the floor with the boys." I was getting annoyed. He was avoiding me and I don't know why.

"No, You'll sleep here and that's final." He said sternly and walked out.

I went to my new room. There was a huge bed, a dresser, a mirror and a bathroom across the hall. On the bed there was a dress that looked like what all the other lost boys wore but more feminine. I was really tired at that point so I crawled in my huge new bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

When I woke up, Peter was in my room staring down at me. I freaked out and sat up with a start. "Wha-what are you doing? I-I mean how long have you been here?"

"Get up," is all that he said. He tried to walk out but I jumped between him and the door.

"What the hell happened? One minute you're acting semi-nice and kind by letting me come here, another you are shutting me out pretending that I don't exist?!" My voice was rising but Peter just looked at me.

I was yelling now,"Wa-was it something I said or did I do someth—" he interrupted me by kissing me. It was light and quick, but confused me even more.

Then he walked out of the room. I was furious, "SO YOUR JUST GOING TO KISS ME AND SAY NOTHING!" I couldn't believe it. He kept walking out of the tree house, I followed him to the water, screaming at him the whole way. When I got there I stopped dead in my tracks.

There were...pirates? Peter walked up to the captain and said something. I couldn't quite hear what but it didn't seem good judging from the look on the pirates face. The next thing I know Peter ripped out all of the pirates hearts, squishing them till they were nothing but dust, killing them. Except the captains which he brought back to me.

It was just sitting in his hand glowing bright red, beating hard.

Buh bum, buh bum, buh bum.

"Take it and kill him" Peter said through his teeth.

"What, no, never! What did he even do?"

Peter smirked like he knew what I was thinking, because he probably did.

"If you want to stay alive on this island. Kill him." I knew he wasn't joking. I looked at the pained look on the pirates face before I took the beating heart in my hand. I closed my eyes, slowly I squeezed the heart till it was pure dust, just like Peter had just moments ago.

Peter laughed and I dropped to my knees and cried. As I cried Peter started to walk away. Before he left he added "Congratulations, you've earned your stay, guess you're not as innocent as I thought."

I looked him right in the eye and through my sobs I coughed out, "You're a monster."

He just smirked and walked away. Leaving me alone crying my eyes out on the beach surrounded by the bodies of twenty dead pirates.

By the time I composed myself and walked back to camp I saw a huge party in full swing. I didn't know why, so I asked one of the lost boys, Felix. "Hey Felix what's all the commotion about?" Felix is the oldest of the lost boys. I can connect to him better. I don't know why I just do.

"I don't know. Peter didn't tell us, he said we were going to have a celebration but said he would tell us later." Hm that's weird, I thought. "Sorry Emily I have to go. Apparently we are getting new boys tonight and I have to go meet them at the shore."

"Okay" I said as he walked away.

Then someone came up behind me, and whispered in my ear. "This party is all for you." Who ever it was, was drunk. The scent was obvious. I turned around to see who it was.

It was Peter.

"Peter. You're—" He jumped in my arms and draped his arms around me.

"I'm your soulmate Emily. Just admit it we are perfect for each other."

I pushed him off as he was about to kiss me. "I'm not compatible with a monster."

He sat next to me and said,"Listen I'm really, really sorry about that." Even though he was drunk, I could see honesty in his eyes. "I told them to get off my island and they didn't listen. I couldn't let any harm come to my boys or my girlfriend."

"I'm NOT your girlfriend." He looked at me confused.

"But we kissed." I shrugged looking the other way.

"Please forgive me Emily. I love you please." He leaned in to kiss me again but just as he opened his mouth, and the scent of alcohol escaped, I was brought back to reality.

"Your drunk, Peter".

"No, I'm not" still leaning in for a kiss.

I looked at him and frowned. "You reek of alcohol Peter".

He replied with, "I only had a couple sips. Do you wanna dance?"

I nodded reluctantly and we started dancing around the fire with the other boys. I had to say, despite who Peter is and what he did. I was beginning to fall head over heels for him. And the more we danced the more I didn't care if he kissed me even if he was drunk.

We took a break dancing and went inside his treehouse. We sat down on his bed. I looked around his room. For the most part, it was a mess. A huge bed sat in the middle and a bunch of drawers circled it. On top of the drawers there were pictures, books and clothes.

I looked at Peter who had gotten up to get us drinks. He handed me a bottle of liquor. "Listen," I said," I just want to apologize for yelling at you". I took a sip out of the bottle and managed to swallow the alcohol down without throwing it up. It was bitter and made my body feel warm. Peter looked at me with his dark eyes.

He was looking me up and down. I took another sip. The lustful look in his eyes made me nervous and I started to drink . He moved to sit down next to me, still just staring. Another sip. Before I realized it, a couple sips turned into a bottle, then two bottles.

I don't remember what came next but I do remember Peter. He kissed me, but I didn't care. He kissed me again and again. The surprising part was that I kissed him back. He pulled my hair out of my face and kissed me again. I had to admit he was a good kisser.

A few, short kisses turned into long passionate ones. And the last thing I remembered was taking one more sip out of that bottle before lying back on the bed and giving into Peter's teasing kisses.