Chapter 9
Love of my life; it's time for me to fly away!
Jill had grown tired from asking James to tell her the truth. Her tears had stained her pretty face; which Hook didn't find all that amusing or appeal for that matter.
"So you have very little feelings for me?" asked Jill with a calculating glare.
"No...I have no feelings for you at all" answered Hook coldly.
"Fine; since I mean so little to you James...I shall never talk to you again." Jill stormed out of the cabin with her young heart bleeding of love. Jill then decided to hide in the crow's nest and stay there until Hook fell asleep.
Within a mere few hours after his much heated debate with Jill over his feelings for her; he had drank 3 bottles of rum and small bottle of whiskey. Hook knew secretly that probably that was worst thing he could ever do to any woman. Hook eventually made his way towards his bed and fell asleep.
Jill mean while had been contemplating as to what to do. She had two options; one was to stay with Hook and be his piece on the side or the there was option number two where she could go find Jimmy and convince him that he was her son. Jill did not want to leave Hook but she knew she'd end up getting heart ache from him and herself.
So our fair young Jill climbed down the rigging and made her way towards Hook's cabin. As she entered the cabin ; she saw the black haired captain face down on his bed fast asleep. She made her way to his desk and began to right a letter.
Dear Captain James Hook;
I must regret to inform you that I can no longer stay on board this ship with you. I have offered you my love and yet you throw it back in my face. I do not regret however your help as I am most grateful. But as a mother I have a duty to find my son and tell him the truth..Do not look for me James, I am not your captive. You were my love of life but since I am not wanted it is now time for me to fly away.
With love
Red Handed Jill
(Your Wendy)
Having wrote the letter Jill then place the letter in a sealed envelope of which it said "James". Jill quickly left the cabin and quickly pulled out of a pocket a small bag of fairy dust. She walked upon the deck and gazed at the stars for one more time on the Jolly Roger; with this she sprinkled the pixie dust upon herself and flew to shore of Neverland.
