CHAPTER SIX- QUESTIONS TO BE ANSWERED

"Excuse me?!" I shouted from the chair. Hooke was startled by it and he lifted his hand from my shoulder. "You two are brothers?!" I felt panic setting in. I was completely unaware of the situation that I'd gotten myself into.

Peter's look of malice turned to shame. "Wendy, please forgive me for not telling you," he whimpered.

"Oh shut up Peter, you shouldn't feel bad. It's not that big of a deal," Hooke scoffed from behind me.

I jerked my head around to try and look at Hooke. "It's actually a very important detail that you conveniently forgot to mention to me, Hooke."

"His name is Grayson," Peter added quietly.

"Ah, I'm surprised you remember it, little brother," Hooke added. There was a slightly somber tone to his voice.

"Can you just tell me what's going on? I don't understand," I cried out. Hooke, or Grayson, was pacing behind me and Peter was still levitating in the doorway.

"Peter and I were not so different from you once, Wendy. We haven't always lived in Neverland. That's why we're older than you expected. We came here at these ages. It's been a while since I've been to the real world, but apparently Peter has been frequenting it."

Peter scoffed, "Well you should be pleased since you stole Wendy away from me."

I could feel a blush rise to my cheeks. What exactly did Peter mean by that? Did Peter like me in a romantic way? Did he think that Hooke had feelings for me?

"I suppose I am grateful for that, little brother. You have brought me some mild happiness in bringing this girl here."

The red in my cheeks heightened.

"Give her back, Hooke! You don't need to play these stupid games to get what you want. You should have informed me that you needed to talk. You didn't need to bring Wendy or anyone else into this," Peter hissed at his older brother.

"If that's you want. Let's go into the other room," Hooke suggested.

Hooke strode towards his brother and, surprisingly, Peter followed him. The two brothers left me in the middle of an almost entirely empty room.

I was awoken by Hooke and Peter returning to the room with heated tones and loud voices. I wasn't sure how long they had been gone.

Peter flew towards me and pulled a small pocket knife from his tunic. He cut the ropes that bound me and took my hand. I began to float with him. We sped towards the exit of the cabin.

"Goodbye Wendy. I hope to see you again soon," Hooke called from the room. I couldn't help but to look back. His smile was too captivating.

Peter flew me back to his home in silence. By the time we reached the tree houses the sun was coming up.

"Oh Peter, look!" I exclaimed when my feet touched the wooden porch of the tree house. The sun was a blood orange color and the skies around it were vibrant pastels.

"It's beautiful, Wendy," Peter said with sincerity, but he didn't smile. The bags under his eyes told me how exhausted he was. He began to walk away towards his sleeping chamber.

"Peter," I called after him.

"Yes, Wendy?"

"You will tell me what transpired between you and your brother won't you?"

Peter stiffened at that. "Please call him Hooke. Goodnight Wendy."