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Peter
"Thank you."
Were the words that my girl mustered before she fell asleep and out like a light bulb. I couldn't understand her words and what they were really directed at, but I was still thankful that my girl found my presence comforting. I was about to get up to get a drink of water, but her hand shot out and clutched onto my wrist; her small fingers putting an effort to wrap themselves around my skin.
"Don't leave me.." she muttered and then not another word came out, but her hold on me didn't lessen. Smiling, I sat back down loving the way she had taken the initiative to keep me by her side. However, not too long after a smile appeared on my face, so did her fairy, Rev.
"What are you smiling about? It's creepy." he glared, his voice crisp and nothing but hostile towards me.
"Haha well Lay finally showed that she needs me." I answered plainly and with nothing but the truth. I was determined not to let this little fairy ruin my mood.
"So, you confessed your evil doings to her huh?" the small fairy began, "You know you screwed her mind up pretty bad."
This made me whip my head towards the words that were shot at me like bullets. My attention zoomed in on the small floating boy and he stared back with daggers through his piercing topaz eyes that pointed accusation at me.
"What? She was upset?" I demanded knowing that my voice was slowly creeping its way above the whisper level.
"No shit sherlock! It was about her 'possible' father. You shouldn't have said that. You should've just kept that inside because she doesn't need to be reminded of that damn, horrid family." Rev cursed underneath his breath, plain bite disgust reflected back towards me. This time there was another who made him make that face that wasn't me and I was curious. Then it dawned on me.
"You know her family." I said more than a question. Rev finally looked up from his clenched fists and nodded stiffly after about a minute of staring me down.
"Yes. I do. I've been with Layla far more than you have buddy, and I know her better than anyone." he responded, his gaze moving away from me and towards where his mistress laid perfectly in serenity.
"This is probably one of the few days she has ever been able to sleep peacefully," the fairy began, "and it's all thanks to you."
I took it as a compliment and didn't say a word. There really wasn't anything to say to the comment because the fairy wasn't really directing praises at me. He was mostly relieved that his mistress was finally sleeping properly. Gathering a huge whiff of oxygen, I braced for the worst as soon as I begged for him to explain further about her family. I knew my pride was on the line when I had just given submission to the fairy, but Layla was worth it. She was worth giving up any lead that I had over the fairy and I didn't regret it even when the fairy himself stared strangely back at me.
"Why the hell would you ask me that? You never ask anything of me, so why start now?" Rev demanded his eyes and voice outlined with skepticism.
"Layla is worth more than this feud you and I have. So I will ask again. Please. Tell me about her family. I want to know." this time my voice was sounding a bit desperate and the fairy backed up just a tad a little unsure of what to do with the change of heart I was displaying.
"I never knew I would ever see Peter Pan submit to anyone before, not including Layla of course, but definitely not to a fairy! Never! I never knew you even had it in you!"
The fairy shook his head as though to wipe away a shudder that passed through him. Well it was awkward for me too as I uncomfortably kneeled on my knees and looked up to the small boy, but I didn't say anything and instead waited patiently for him to commence telling me what I wanted to hear in the first place. After glancing at me for a few more minutes, Rev finally gave up, sighed, and sat down across from me beside Layla's sleeping body.
The fairy began with a slow, deep melodious voice that directed its attention to me and as if his voice had created it, a mental picture entered my mind, allowing me to observe her past as a bystander.
"I was just another fairy who didn't have any direction in life, any motivation to live, but that all changed when one little girl whose curiosity ended up saving me from eternal loneliness."he started and the scenes before me showed a visual of the forest and zooming in on a leaf with the little, kid version of the fairy himself.
He was small and fragile looking with no life or sense of humor that shocked me almost creating uncertainty on the validity of the picture before me, but the more I observed him the more I saw the features that still contained there today. Little Rev still had the same topaz eyes and midnight hair that was short though and unkept with dirt marking his skin on his cheeks and clinging to his outfit, but even in his appearance, I could see that his eyes, although different from the normal humor that usually is within them is missing, I was still able to sense incredible power from them. The little Rev coughed and a puff of smoke escaped his chapped lips that made me even feel bad for the little one that I covered up with a cough myself. Just as Rev, the narrator had finished his sentence though, I was able to see the little form of Layla. She was dressed in nice clothing that fit her nicely with a shade of baby blue. Her blonde hair was curled and decorated with a white bow in the back and her blue eyes were bright as she skipped down towards the leaf that little Rev was sitting on. The little fairy didn't mutter a word and yet the girl stopped in her tracks once she had passed him and walked back towards him cocking her head to the side with interest. When she spoke, her voice was young and calm with gentleness to it that made Peter think of honey dripping into his fingers. Her voice alone gave him that feeling.
"Who are you little one? Are you okay?" she asked, those huge blue orbs staring down at him as she crouched to his level. Rev tried to stand up, but days without food had rendered him weak and powerless. Without a word, the little girl picked up the fairy whose face was stricken with shock and fear, and kept him in the palms of her hand as she held him up to her face.
"You do not look so well. How about I take you home? I have some good treats. Like this one." she smiled when his face lit up at the revealed candy that she put in his small trembling hands. Rev felt so grateful that his voice couldn't even come out and tears replaced his unspoken thanks. Taking his sobs as thanks, the girl just nodded and let him rest in the pocket of her dress as she walked slowly back towards a house that resided inside the forest.
The outside of the house was huge with flowers blooming on the sides of the building and the brick's color without a single trace of mold or ivy on it that most houses in the forest have. There was a person outside gardening in the bushes as the little girl passed up and he waved to her when she called out his name. He smiled and threw her a small wrapper that Rev noticed was the same kind that she had given him.
"Now eat them wisely okay? Try not to get caught okay sweet pea?" the kind old man winked, his smile warm and bright towards the little girl before him. He had white hair that looked to give him the age of sixty and wrinkles all over his face and hands, but the age didn't stop him from working for this family. The old man pushed himself in order to stay. Not for the Master and Mistress of the house, but for their child who brightened his day whenever he saw her.
"Hahaha I won't Henry. Hey, Henry, can you keep a secret?" the little version of Layla whispered, giggling as the old man had attempted to bring his ear down towards her cuffed hands, but failed when his old back didn't allow him to.
"Of course my precious. What might that secret be?" he asked, mischief shined in his soft green eyes that made him look fifty years younger.
"My secret is this little guy." she began, presenting Rev in the palm of her hand to the old man, "A fairy. I found him in a leaf of our garden. He looked hungry and homeless, so I thought I could give him one." she offered believing her idea was the best thing in the world. As if a kid, the old man bowed his head closer towards the fairy which made him uncomfortable, but once he smiled and patted the small one's head, the feeling disappeared.
"Hahahaha, this is a wonderful find. I promise to keep this guy our secret." he smiled, holding out his pinky towards the child whom he treated as his own granddaughter that never existed and broadened his smile once she wrapped hers around with eagerness.
The girl in return smiled brightly and tucked the young fairy back into her pocket; his small body fitting snuggly with a happy smile upon his face.
I watched the scenes as the happy atmosphere took a total 360 and all of a sudden, before me was a fire that was blazing away. I could feel the flames itching to lick their hungry, hot tongues against me, but Rev reassured me it was only an illusion, so I kept still as the scene proceeded to tell the story.
"Mother! Father!" the girl cried, her voice frightened and distraught. Right when I had thought the girl was going to make it out okay, smoke filled her lungs and she began to cough while she still struggled to call out their names. Meanwhile, Rev was confused by the sudden wild fire and ran out of the girl's pocket, much to my dismay. I saw him retreat in a corner and we followed him as he entered a secret room that was locked up with a key.
"Rev? What the hell? Why aren't you with Layla?" I screamed, fuming at the way he had abandoned her back there in the fire, but the fairy just turned to me and gravely said, "I am."
Before he could see the distaste plain across my features, the fairy turned back to the scene and once I turned my attention back, my heart nearly stopped. Oxygen caught in my throat and I couldn't tear my eyes away from the scene.
In this small dark, squalid room laid a wooden crib whose age seemed to be ancient beyond words with its legs struggling to hold on another minute, and only one small window had invading light that overcame the crib. What amazed me was the fact that the younger Rev was now hovering the crib, his face morose and grey as he stared down at whatever was inside. The present Rev motioned me to walk forward, but my legs couldn't move. For some reason, my heart already knew who it was and what was going to happen. Seeing that my legs wouldn't move on their own, Rev pushed me forward with such force that I never knew he had and demanded that I look. That I witness what was hidden behind the layers of the worn, old, holed covers that were now being shuffled around by something small. As I was about to say something rude to the fairy, a sudden petite cry stopped me in my tracks.
Looking down into the crib, the covers exposed a tiny baby whose body was seen to the ribs and face as pale as can be. The small eyes that suddenly opened revealed familiar blue orbs that smiled when the baby's lips turned upwards once they had discovered Rev's presence. The baby wrapped her small hands around Rev's and he cried with sorrow into hers.
"Layla, I brought you a present that the grandfather and your older sister gave me to give to you." he whispered, his tears still flowing nonstop off his face and the baby cocked her small, cute head to the side. She still didn't have hair, but the small studs of blonde hair was starting to form.
"Rev!" the baby stuttered, the absence of her teeth was only able to make his name out to be 'Web' instead. At the sound of his name uttered from her mouth, he pressed his face into her small hands, his back trembling ferociously and I just watched.
Glancing over, I saw that the present Rev was now crying; tears flowing effortless down his tanned cheeks and once he understood he was not alone he quickly ushered them away with the wipe of his hands and began,
"Layla was born in the family as an 'accident'. She wasn't even supposed to be born and once she did they sought her to be an evil omen for the family, so they hid her away in this dark room. She was only visited by one maid everyday for one bottle of milk and a change of diapers, but other than that, her parents didn't even dare come see her. Instead, they showered the eldest one with love and prosperity, and slowly they even forgot that they even had another child." Rev said, his eyes locked on the baby version of Layla as if tranced with an everlasting spell.
"How did you come across her?" I asked, my voice stale and dry from the truth that has been brought to light.
Rev paused for a moment before answering, "Before I even met any of member of this horrid family, I stumbled in the window, escaping from a raven that had found me to look as tasty as food. Once entering, I cowered in the covers only to discover that there was a baby sleeping inside. Ever since then, I would come visit the baby constantly and smuggle any kinds of food I could to give this child since it looked like it wasn't nourished enough."
I couldn't blink or breathe. My mind was blank white as a sheet of paper that has not yet been tainted by the inks of black, but suddenly, a familiar shadow entered the building that had suddenly sparked his attention back to alert.
Catching on to his sudden awakening, Rev nodded and said, "Yep. That's you. You were curious, but thanks to that, my Layla was able to escape the fates of death by the fire that engulfed the whole building."
The boy was small enough to enter the window and once he had looked at the baby in the bundle, his heart leaped. A sense of protectiveness for her began to grow and his arms instinctively held out to gather the bundle in his grasp. Once he had secured the baby in his arms, he took flight and left the building without a second glance back.
Coming back out of the vision, Rev and I gasped for air as the time traveling sucked the energy from us. Sitting next to me while he was still breathing in quickened gaps, Rev stared at me then bowed his head slightly; a signal of thanks or gratitude.
"Now I remember that you did save her life and without you, she wouldn't be here today. So I want to thank you." he said almost making it seem genuine until a mischievous smile crossed his features, "But I'm mostly thanking that curiosity of yours. You as a whole still has a lot to go in order to be approved." Rev smirked, my finger wanting to flick the little guy, but I sucked up my pride once I saw L's sleeping figure in the dark, and instead just nodded.
"Fine. I'll take that challenge." I answered then walked over to the bed. Leaning on the mattress with my arms, I cocked my head ever so slightly to observe her sleeping face while in my mind comparing this one to her baby face.
In the end they deemed to be the same. The identical innocence that held in her serene face was still there along with her soft sounds of breath that came from her parted coral lips. The identical flutter of her eyelids. The identical everything. Taking this chance, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against her soft lips that didn't respond. The contact sent shivers up my spine and I could almost feel my heart ripping out of my chest in a wild frenzy. I wanted more. I thirst for more of her and she is unaware of it.
She's unaware of how much damage, how much of a chokehold she has on me. I'm chained up by her. Pressing another kiss against her lips, my eyes widened when the contact had ended up creating a stir in my girl and she wrapped her arms around me, burying her face in the crook of her neck. Checking with alert for any signs of her eyes opening, I was confused to see that she was still asleep, but smiled once a word had left her lips.
"Peter….."
Wrapping my arms around her, I carefully entered the bed and once I was in, she cuddled her body around me; her legs intertwined with mine and her head laid upon my chest. She still had her arm around my neck and one clutching to my shirt. Noticing that the fairy was watching this whole time and I smirked with triumph once our eyes locked. Unaware of the secret battle that was going on between me and her fairy, my little princess continued to sleep without a care in the world right where I want her. With me.