Chapter 13:
The wind makes the rope move more swiftly and the height of where it is directed to go higher. My screaming has stopped and now I am looking around at the dark ocean and avoiding any eye contact with Hook. My back slams into something when I look into his eyes again and my breathing becomes increasingly rapid my heart begins to race and all the goose bumps and veins on my body appear. I look down and see we are on no lookout but a connector the sail so the boards are not as thick as I hoped for. He slams my back harder into the woods and circles around me with his Hook encircling my neck and his face ever so close to my left ear.
"Now Wendy what happens next? I have the upper hook on Peter now." he somewhat rubs in my face as his breath sticks to my face and the memories of that night when he kidnapped me come back and make me shudder. I let out a stifle breath then answer his question. "Peter is alive and will heal more from his wounds, fly in the air rescue me from you, fight you and when he wins you and your pirates can rot in hell!" I sneer. I am a nice person most of the time to people and I never dreamed of saying those words to anyone. But now they are the only words I have harboured inside of me and I feel this is the perfect time to say those words.
He does that tisk tisk tisk sound with his teeth after my speech and I hear the board creak a bit making me feel more nervous "Try again maybe a bit more of an influence will help you." Hook pulls out his gun and points it at my head pulling back the holster. "That doesn't scare me." I lie and in actuality my insides are screaming like little girls but I tell myself to not show fear. "Maybe this will" he removes the point of the gun from my head and points it to Peter's direction and the sound of the trigger being pulled and the bullet escaping amplifies. It keeps going and going until I hear it hit something and something falling. I force my eyes to get a clearer seeing of what is falling and I see the dark shadow of a muscular boy, older than me by not as much fall behind the sail.
"No!" I shout and cry as I look over the edge "Peter no! You killed him! Go to hell! " tears swell up in my eyes full of grief and anger. Hook is enjoying the sight of seeing me a mess more like a damsel in distress and still does when I attempt to get out of his hold but come to no avail "That was the answer I was looking for. Now let me rejoice." And he shouts over to where the pirates are tied up "PETER PAN IS DEAD!" I hear the pirates cheer and the boys around them grow solemn and lower their hats and stay in silence probably hiding tears which make me realize that he is really gone. Then I realize something in that very moment…I loved him.
I feel a hand go on my cheek and the shivers and tears come back again as the hand motions my head to the left and my blue eyes reflected in his green eyes as they did whenever I had nightmares hoping those grey eyes would return but I would wake up. "And before he left he couldn't even save his Wendy from more terror. "I told you young love never lasts but no one listens to a pirate." He puts the gun in his holster but he is stopped when a rock is flung at his hand making the gun fall onto the ship floor with a great amount of pressure. "What the?" then another rock heads and misses his face by a sliver making some of his long black curly hair swoop.
"Don't think you killed me yet James?" I hear as another rock comes and hits Hook dead on in his hand causing him to wince and lose balance and his hook comes out from the wood and I make a break for it balancing on the beam as he falls over. My feet stay on the beam and my arms got out for extra support and I tell myself to not look down…don't look down. I am almost a clear distance to a lookout when I fall on the beam and I look behind me as Hook is also on the ground grasping my ankle. "Let me go!" I yell and look back at him. "You'll never escape me even if Peter Pan did." That sentence makes me feel joyous inside because now I know Peter is alive and is probably out to save me. I feel something sharp glide down the back of my calf down to my ankle and I wince in pain as I feel something drip along and I look down and see blood. Nothing stops me and my free foot kicks Hook making his grip on my ankle gone and me getting up onto my feet with ease.
The beam is still the same length so I have to keep my balance as I did before. "I'm coming for you!" I hear which makes me turn around to find Hook getting up and eventually standing tall. Still staring I feel my foot slip and then completely lose my balance and fall while screaming. My one hand grabs and as I pull the other one up after coming in contact with my calf it is sticky with blood. I ignore sanitation for now since I have to find out if Peter is actually alive. I look over and see Hook grin over my recent trauma and my hands move one by one closer to the edge. Eventually there is a rope connecting to the sail and I get onto that. I notice the rope is weak so I try to place myself as light as I can and just before I get within 3 feet the rope snaps. I yell as I fall and expecting to hit my back and just die I feel something catch me from under me and when I look to see what it is I see the boy who they thought never grew up but did.
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