~After Neverland~

Chapter 3

Wendy's POV

Wendy took the piece of paper out of her pocket. She was looking for Felix's house in a part of town she'd never been in. She kept fiddling with the paper trying to distract her mind. It wasn't really working though.

She couldn't stop thinking about the kiss. She had mixed feelings towards it. On one hand, she knew what Peter wanted and his feelings towards her. On the other hand, she wasn't sure where the kiss would lead. She didn't know how far he expected her to go or even how far she wanted to go. She knew the best way to find out would be to talk, but that would be too awkward for them both.

Wendy hoped that everything would just fit into place. She'll know when the time comes. But now she had to worry about Felix.


Eventually, Wendy reached Felix's house. It was more like an apartment, but she knew that the Lost Boys slept in the various rooms. She knocked on the front door and was greeted by Curly.

"Wendy!" He exclaimed. He rushed forward to hug her. He let go and grabbed her hand, pulling her into the house and proclaiming to everyone that she was here.

Curly led her to a common room where everyone was waiting. She sat down on the couch, next to Felix. The Lost Boys all sat around her, waiting for her story to begin.

Wendy couldn't think of anything to say or do with the boys looking at her so intently. "C'mon Wendy. Tell us a story already!" One boy in the back called out.

"Well, I don't know what to say. Is there any story you'd like to hear?" She asked.

There was a chorus of responses. But Felix's voice rang louder than any other.

"Tell us your story." He suggested. Wendy turned to him. "We don't know what your life was before you came to Neverland. Tell us about your life from before."

Wendy pondered the thought. She disliked talking about her past, but decided it would be better than having to make one up.

Wendy took in a deep breath. "Ok. Why not? I lived in London over 100 years ago. I lived with my mother, father, and two brothers. We were a happy family until my mother ruined it all. She forced me to get engaged to a man I hated."

Many of the boys gasped and made rude remarks.

"I wished to live my life the way I saw fit. And that was not to get married at such a young age. I wished to run away, far away. I got my chance when Peter's shadow came into my room one night. I think I made the right decision when I took its hand."

"Tell us about your brothers!" A boy shouted.

"And Baelfire!" Another added.

"Ok, ok. My two brothers, John and Michael, were as sweet as can be. They were both younger than me, but I loved to play with them. We would pretend we were pirates and heroes and we always conquered evil. We would even let our dog, Nana, joins us. She was our nurse and would wear a bonnet on her head everyday." Some of the boys laughed. Wendy smiled at their excitement.

"But I did have another brother. His name was Baelfire and we adopted him. Well, I hid him in my room for a while before my parents found out. Then my mother couldn't throw him out on the streets, so we made him a part of the Darlings. He tried to protect me when the shadow first came to our room. He went to a place of magic to save me, John, and Michael." Wendy paused, as the memory was still painful.

"It was hard losing a brother, but it all worked out in the end. Bae, or Neil, and I are safe."

"What happened to your parents and the bad fiancé?" Curly asked.

Wendy's face fell. "I have no idea. I wish I knew when and how they died. I want to know how they spent the rest of their lives. I need to know if they ever moved on from me running away. I regret not saying goodbye."

Wendy was very near tears, as were some of the younger boys. But everyone's spirits had fallen. Felix noticed how upset Wendy was and brought her away from the boys.

He brought her out into the hall. Wendy noticed how uncharacteristically quiet he's been. She thought he would've had more to say during her story.

"Take a deep breath," Felix told her. "I don't want you crying on me now."

Wendy let out a small chuckle. She wiped away a stray tear on her cheek. "Thanks for bringing me away from the boys. I'd hate for them to see me cry over my past. I've just never told the whole story to anyone. Talking about my regrets just hits me so hard, emotionally."

"Trust me I get it. Everyone has regrets from their past." Felix told her.

His statement left Wendy wondering if Felix had some dark secrets. She wanted to know what they were, but why would he tell her such a private thing? Even though he is acting nicer to her doesn't mean he's going to spill all of his repressed memories.

Once Wendy had ceased her crying, she and Felix came back into the common room. Wendy announced that she'd better get going before it got too dark. The Lost Boys whined and pouted at this, which led to Wendy scolding them for being childish.

"But you'll come back, right?" Curly asked. He seemed to be more attached to her than any of the other boys.

"Of course she will." Felix answered for her.

"I will?" Wendy was surprised he wanted her to come back. She hadn't quite figured out his motives yet.

"Why wouldn't you? The boys need a story teller and you're good at telling stories." Felix implied that she really didn't have a choice. Wendy was ok with it though. She liked hanging out with the boys, even Felix.

"How about I come every Friday night?" Wendy offered.

Felix nodded and all the boys cheered. Wendy left the house feeling elated. She walked back to her house in the woods feeling completely at ease. She had forgotten about earlier that day and her confused feelings for the boy who awaited her return.


A/N:

Sorry it took so long for me to post this chapter. I was having some severe writer's block, so bare with me if this chapter's a little bit rough. I will try and post the next one soon. Expect a twist ;)