Chapter 12: Punishment
Felix was back at camp, pacing back and forth in worry.
The others ignored him, throwing daggers into the ground or playing the sick and deadly games they always did.
When Pan returned with a triumphant smirk on his face, Felix became even more worried.
Of course, the first thing he did was confront him. "What did you do?" He asked.
Pan grinned. "What I told you: I punished her. And boy, did she scream."
The lost boy's eyes widened. "You didn't-?!"
"The slut had it coming." Pan hissed. "You'd better not let me catch you with her again, Felix." He warned. "If I do, there will be consequences."
Felix nodded, trying as hard as he could not to rip Pan to pieces, not that he'd have the chance to anyway. "I'm aware." He replied flatly.
Pan smirked. "Good. Now, I've located the whereabouts of the truest believer. He'll be here in a few days."
Excited, yet still beyond worried about Lily, Felix frowned. "Will you bring him?"
"No." Peter scoffed. "Our friends in the mainland will. From a little town called 'Storybrooke'"
Felix raised an eyebrow in disgust. "Storybrooke? What kind of a name is that?"
"The kind of a name that will soon be changed into a New Neverland, Felix." He sneered. "When I'm done with it, it'll be nothing but dust and ashes."
For some reason, Pan seemed to hate the town, and Felix could see it in his eyes. "Is it that bad?"
Pan chuckled darkly. "It's not the town so much as the people... I found an old 'friend', Felix... The one who practically bought me here in the first place."
"R-Rumpelstiltskin?" Felix blurted out.
Pan nodded his eyebrows knitted together in thought. "That's right, my boy." He stated. "Now," He added, a now cheeky grin appearing on his lips. "I'd better check on my princess, now, hadn't I?"
Felix narrowed his eyes angrily. "Don't you dare lay a finger on her!" He yelled.
"Telling me what to do, Felix?" Pan hissed.
The lost boy sighed in annoyance. "No, but I-"
Peter glared at him. "That scare on your face is a reminder, Felix." His tone was dark. "Never disobey me."
Lily slowly got up from the bed, her whole body aching in pain.
She looked down at her wrists and gasped.
They were a multitude of hues, colours that normally should not be on someone's skin.
There were garish purple splotches, the size of large fingerprints.
One thick line on each wrist, where the ropes had held her, those ones were more greyish than purple, but still looked just as bad.
Lily could barely move them, yet as she washed the blood from the sheets in the small bowl of water Pan had provided for her, she could feel the wounds start to heal.
Of course, the only water she was allowed to drink was that of the spring of Neverland. When she removed her hands from the blood stained water, her wrists were as good as new.
That's when there was a noise from outside. "Lily! Get down here!" Pan, of course.
She dried her hands on her clothes, her heart pounding in her chest, "Lily!" He yelled, his tone getting loud and frustrated.
Lily made her way down the ladder, but before she could reach the bottom, Pan yanked her off it roughly, and she hit the floor.
He pulled her up, her chest leaning against his. "What?" Lily snapped.
Pan raised an eyebrow. "Don't take that tone with me, whore." He spat.
Lily's gaze fell in shame, her eyes glassy. "I'm not a whore." She whispered.
Peter sneered. "You keep on telling yourself that, Lily."
"I-I c-cleaned up." She stated, trying to change the subject.
He noticed, but didn't react. "Good. Then you won't mind coming with me for a while, would you?"
She knew it wasn't a question, so as he started to walk into the jungle, Lily had no choice but to follow.
After many years of living with Pan, Lily knew where he was taking her, and she wasn't thrilled. He was taking her to he cages.
At first she had been terrified of the small spaces, but after all that time, she'd gotten used to it.
It also gave her some alone time from Pan himself.
H opened the cage door and pushed her inside. "It won't be for very long." He told her. "You'll be free soon."
"F-free?" She repeated.
He scoffed. "No. I mean you'll be out of the cage." He corrected himself. "You'll never be free, Lily."
Then he vanished into thin air, like he always does. Lily sighed to herself, leaning her head against the bamboo cage.
"I always needed time on my own
I never thought I'd need you there when I cry
And the years feel like decades when I'm alone
And the place where we'd hide
Is empty all the time..."
It was true, that Lily and Felix had a place to hide from the lost boys, whenever Pan would leave the island.
But the last time they were there had been two long years ago, empty.
"When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss you...
I guess I've always felt this way,
Everything that I do reminds me of you
And the memories you left, they won't go away
And then I feel this way.
They had so many memories, good and bad alike. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't forget.
She knew that if she could forget everything, before coming to Neverland, it wouldn't be as hard for her.
Memories of another life would always make Lily feel more lost than ever.
When she remembered the golden eyed and raspberry haired girl and the way she always made her feel better.
If only she was here now, that little girl, who used to love Lily sing, play, talk and dance with her.
But Lily had to sacrifice herself in order to save Aidia... That was her name, wasn't it?
Her face was so clear, yet her voice and laughter had vanished, just as the hope in Lily's heart.
No farewells were spoken the night Lily disappeared, no time to say goodbye.
Her heart still ached in sadness and secret tears flowed as she sang.
She wished Felix was with her right now, holding her in his arms, keeping her safe behind his protective walls.
But instead, her only walls were that of a wooden cage, swinging side to side as the wind blew gently through the gaps, sending shivers down her spine.
"We were made for each other
Out here forever
I know we were, yeah, yeah
All I ever wanted was for you to know
Everything I do, I'd give my heart and soul
I can hardly breathe, I need to feel you here with me, yeah
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear will always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss you..."
Felix listened to her, waiting, just waiting for a miracle.
One that he knew wouldn't happen. "About time you drank this potion, Felix." Pan's voice hissed from beside him. "You don't want me to hurt her again, do you?"
Felix hitched a breath, "I don't want to forget her."
Pan shrugged. "But you will."
Two lost boys grabbed his arms behind his back, struggling to keep him still. "No! Don't!"
Peter was holding the forgetting potion in his hands, taking the lid off carefully, "I gave you long enough to make the decision yourself, Felix." He whispered. "Don't worry, when you've drank it, you won't remember anything."
"Wh-what's that supposed to mean?"
Pan grinned. "You'll forget this conversation, your feelings for her. Oh, you'll know she's here, but you wont love her. You'll ignore her. You'll feel just as you're supposed to, lost."
Before Felix could protest again, Pan forced the liquid down his throat.
