A/n: Yay! 3 reviews!! Yay!...well it's not a huge amount of reviews, but,
still I'm happy! Thanks elakalili and Kuyaga
I'm not very fond of this chapter, but...well on with the show (or was it
story?)
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Jeremy Sumpter...and Peter pan, but I don't...
Chapter three, News.
Madison opened her eyes and immediately felt the cool morning breeze caressing her face. The window was open. She noticed she was still lying on the wide windowsill, and she still had the same blue dress she had last night.
She was thankful that the windowsill was wide and had cushions, or else she would have probably woke up with a lot of pain in her neck, arms and all other limbs. She lazily rose her head and looked out the window. Everything seemed just fine. It was a Friday morning and she was... she was... she was definitely not as school.
Madison stood up quickly and looked at the clock hanging from the wall. 10:30 in the morning! She was really late for school, actually 3 hours late! She sat on her bed. What had happened? She didn't remember...ah yes. The events of the previous night came flying into her mind. She reached up her hand and touch her left cheek were she had been slapped. She blinked a few times, and little tears rolled down her cheeks.
"I hate her." She muttered. "I swear I'll never, never become her." And whipping the tears away from her eyes, she stood up and decided to be strong.
She walked back to the window and sat on the windowsill again. She was contemplating the scenery when she heard a knock from the door. "Yes?" She asked.
"Um, it's me dear." It was her father. A smile light up her face. "May I come in?"
"Of course father." Madison called out.
The door opened and her father came in. Mr. Darling was a relatively young man, with bright green eyes and freckles. But the thing that really made him a little different was his hair, bright orange and his heart of gold, of course. To Madison he always was the best father on earth: caring, youthful and happy. He had never yelled at Madison or Abel. He, as I once said, preferred to raise his children through respect, not through fear.
Mr. Darling sat on Madison's bed. The bed was right by the window, so Mr. Darling was straightly looking into Madison's eyes. "Hello." He said. "How have you been?"
"Fine, I've been fine." Madison said, as a matter of factly. "How have you been?"
"Um, fine too, dear." He said.
"Why I'm not at school?" Madison asked.
"Oh, you slept over, and when your mother and I came to see you, you were still sleeping so we decided to let you stay at home today." He said. Madison felt quite unsatisfied with the strange answer. That kind of behavior was odd in her parents, she had never skipped a day of school, she'd only miss when she was sick, and she definitely wasn't. "Look, Madison, about last night. I'm sure your mother didn't mean any of the things she said. I, by experience, know how hard is to grow up. It can be very frightening, but once you have, it isn't that awful, dear. Madison, I want you to know that I completely disagree with you mother about the way she treated you, but I must agree with her about... the growing up issue. After all you are 14, and will be 15 in a few months..."
"Oh, but Father..." Madison said. "I don't want to grow up... never."
"Madison, I'm afraid that is quite difficult to achieve..." Mr. Darling said with a smile on his lips, as he remembered his sister Wendy. "All children grow up."
"Except one, father." Madison said biting her lip. She knew the story of the boy who never grew by heart.
"Madison..." Her father said. "You are old enough for fairy tales, Maddi, you know that Peter Pan's only fantasy."
"But father, you said..."
"What I said was a long time ago, when you were still a child." He said. "But, now, you're becoming a fine young lady, Maddi, and the last thing your mother and I want for you is to end up alone and with no future."
Madison looked at her father, eyes wide open. She feared the worst, but she knew her father wouldn't do that to her.
"So, I've spoken to your aunt Wendy last night, and... you'll be starting your classes with her in less than a week. That of course implies you moving into her house too, and..." Mr. Darling said, but seeing Maddi's look of horror, he quickly added. "It's for your own good dear, you'll thank us later, you'll see."
Madison just sat on the windowsill in awe, her mouth opened as if too protest. Mr. Darling stood up and walked towards the door and opened it. "I must be going, now." He said taking a final look at his daughter. "Goodbye dear."
Seconds later Madison heard the entrance door slam shut. She looked out of her window and saw as her father disappeared in the distance. Her lip began to quiver as she began to sob.
Her father didn't look so wonderful anymore. She had feared the worst, but she thought she knew her father wouldn't do that to her, that's right she THOUGHT she knew...
Everything looked each time worst. Every time she turned her eyes and saw a little hope, every time she saw light, darkness covered it and hope turned into despair. Now, she was forced to leave the house, the only place she felt safe, go to aunt Wendy's house and become a lady. What was a girl to do? Refuse of course... So Madison swore she wouldn't listen to any of the things aunt Wendy taught her, she wouldn't grow up, they wouldn't force her. Madison smiled to herself, aunt Wendy would regret accepting her as a student.
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"Do I really have to?" Madison asked for the hundredth time in the day. The family was inside a carriage on their way to Kensington street and the journey had been so far extremely dull.
"Madison..." Her mother warned. "This won't be as awful as you think. Your auntie Wendy is a lovely woman, isn't that so, Michael..."
"Yes, dear, she's indeed lovely. Madison I'm sure you'll love it here." Mr. Darling said as the carriage stopped in front of the house. Mr. Darling stepped out of the carriage and helped his wife out. Madison stepped out of the carriage soon after and gazed at the house before her.
The house was a pleasant two story narrow house. It was built with red bricks and held a magnificent oak front door. On the first floor there were two windows, one on the left and one on the right ,the same as in the second floor.
"Ah," Sighed Mr. Darling as he placed one hand on his daughter's shoulder and one hand on his wife's. "The old house in Kensington street. It brings me such good memories... you'll love it here, Maddi."
The Darlings walked to the door and knocked on it two times before a tidily dressed house maid opened. "Good evening, you must be the Darlings, miss Wendy is already waiting for you, in the living room." She said. She looked at Madison with her big green eyes and smiled. "Oh, and you must be Madison!" She said happily. "I'll have these..." She said taking a few of Madison's suitcases.
"Thank you." Madison said a bit intimidated by the maid's cheery mood.
Mr. And Mrs. Darling walked in, Madison following close behind. The first thing she noticed was the great foyer with shinning wooden floor. To her left she found a dinning room, and to her right she saw the living room. A woman was sitting on a chair near the fire. The woman smiled and stood up. Mr. Darling walked to her and they hugged energetically, while laughing.
"Wendy!" her father laughed. "Wendy is so good to see you!"
After Wendy and Michael had finished with their little reencounter, Mrs. Darling came to Wendy and they hugged. Then came Madison's turn to greet her aunt.
Madison walked closer to her aunt. Wendy looked at her and smiled warmly and hugged her niece. Madison found herself feeling really comfortable with her aunt's embrace and finally decided to give in.
"I can't believe how big you are, dear!" Wendy said.
Madison gave her a half smile. She hated when people said that, it only made her feel older.
Madison was lost in her thoughts as her aunt Wendy spoke, when she felt something cold and wet against her calf. She jumped back, surprised, and saw a dog. It was a basset hound, with long ears and short legs. The dog approached Madison and sniffled her leg. Madison couldn't help but smile as she knelt by the dog and began to caress it.
"Oh, he's Toby." Wendy said, smiling. "I'm sure you too will get along just fine. He already likes you. Well , Michael, you should come again soon, it had indeed been too long..."
"Yes it has." Mr. Darling said. "Madison..."
"Hmm?" Madison mused.
"We are leaving..."
"Leaving? So soon?" Madison asked.
"Well yes, I got to go to work, and so does you mother..." He said.
"Oh," Madison sighed.
"Don't worry dear, we'll come and visit you soon." Mr. Darling reassured, as they walked to the door. The carriage was waiting outside.
Mrs. Darling, hugged Madison. "Goodbye dear." She whispered to her ear. "I'll miss you"
All of a sudden the hatred she felt for her mother was erased as she realized she didn't want to be parted from her.
"I'll miss you too." She said with a lump in her throat. "I love you mum."
"I love you too, Maddi." Mrs. Darling said braking the embrace. Madison noticed her mother's eyes looked shinny and watery.
Mr. Darling smiled at Wendy and hugged her. Then looked at his daughter and embraced her briefly. "Bye, Maddi, I'll come very soon, I promise." He said entering the carriage, his wife already sitting inside. With one final 'goodbye' he closed the door, and the carriage left.
Madison stayed at the open front door with her aunt Wendy, until the carriage couldn't be seen anymore. She felt like crying but she fought the urge of doing so, remembering she had decided to be strong.
Wendy looked at the girl beside her and smiled. "Come on, dear, it's getting dark and Helen has cooked us a delicious supper I'm dying to taste." Wendy said.
Madison smiled. Maybe aunt Wendy wouldn't be as bad after all. And with Toby the basset hound by her side Madison walked in to begin her new life. But little she knew her life was only about to start.
A/n: Again, not my favorite chapter, it was a little too rash for my liking. REVIEW please!!
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Jeremy Sumpter...and Peter pan, but I don't...
Chapter three, News.
Madison opened her eyes and immediately felt the cool morning breeze caressing her face. The window was open. She noticed she was still lying on the wide windowsill, and she still had the same blue dress she had last night.
She was thankful that the windowsill was wide and had cushions, or else she would have probably woke up with a lot of pain in her neck, arms and all other limbs. She lazily rose her head and looked out the window. Everything seemed just fine. It was a Friday morning and she was... she was... she was definitely not as school.
Madison stood up quickly and looked at the clock hanging from the wall. 10:30 in the morning! She was really late for school, actually 3 hours late! She sat on her bed. What had happened? She didn't remember...ah yes. The events of the previous night came flying into her mind. She reached up her hand and touch her left cheek were she had been slapped. She blinked a few times, and little tears rolled down her cheeks.
"I hate her." She muttered. "I swear I'll never, never become her." And whipping the tears away from her eyes, she stood up and decided to be strong.
She walked back to the window and sat on the windowsill again. She was contemplating the scenery when she heard a knock from the door. "Yes?" She asked.
"Um, it's me dear." It was her father. A smile light up her face. "May I come in?"
"Of course father." Madison called out.
The door opened and her father came in. Mr. Darling was a relatively young man, with bright green eyes and freckles. But the thing that really made him a little different was his hair, bright orange and his heart of gold, of course. To Madison he always was the best father on earth: caring, youthful and happy. He had never yelled at Madison or Abel. He, as I once said, preferred to raise his children through respect, not through fear.
Mr. Darling sat on Madison's bed. The bed was right by the window, so Mr. Darling was straightly looking into Madison's eyes. "Hello." He said. "How have you been?"
"Fine, I've been fine." Madison said, as a matter of factly. "How have you been?"
"Um, fine too, dear." He said.
"Why I'm not at school?" Madison asked.
"Oh, you slept over, and when your mother and I came to see you, you were still sleeping so we decided to let you stay at home today." He said. Madison felt quite unsatisfied with the strange answer. That kind of behavior was odd in her parents, she had never skipped a day of school, she'd only miss when she was sick, and she definitely wasn't. "Look, Madison, about last night. I'm sure your mother didn't mean any of the things she said. I, by experience, know how hard is to grow up. It can be very frightening, but once you have, it isn't that awful, dear. Madison, I want you to know that I completely disagree with you mother about the way she treated you, but I must agree with her about... the growing up issue. After all you are 14, and will be 15 in a few months..."
"Oh, but Father..." Madison said. "I don't want to grow up... never."
"Madison, I'm afraid that is quite difficult to achieve..." Mr. Darling said with a smile on his lips, as he remembered his sister Wendy. "All children grow up."
"Except one, father." Madison said biting her lip. She knew the story of the boy who never grew by heart.
"Madison..." Her father said. "You are old enough for fairy tales, Maddi, you know that Peter Pan's only fantasy."
"But father, you said..."
"What I said was a long time ago, when you were still a child." He said. "But, now, you're becoming a fine young lady, Maddi, and the last thing your mother and I want for you is to end up alone and with no future."
Madison looked at her father, eyes wide open. She feared the worst, but she knew her father wouldn't do that to her.
"So, I've spoken to your aunt Wendy last night, and... you'll be starting your classes with her in less than a week. That of course implies you moving into her house too, and..." Mr. Darling said, but seeing Maddi's look of horror, he quickly added. "It's for your own good dear, you'll thank us later, you'll see."
Madison just sat on the windowsill in awe, her mouth opened as if too protest. Mr. Darling stood up and walked towards the door and opened it. "I must be going, now." He said taking a final look at his daughter. "Goodbye dear."
Seconds later Madison heard the entrance door slam shut. She looked out of her window and saw as her father disappeared in the distance. Her lip began to quiver as she began to sob.
Her father didn't look so wonderful anymore. She had feared the worst, but she thought she knew her father wouldn't do that to her, that's right she THOUGHT she knew...
Everything looked each time worst. Every time she turned her eyes and saw a little hope, every time she saw light, darkness covered it and hope turned into despair. Now, she was forced to leave the house, the only place she felt safe, go to aunt Wendy's house and become a lady. What was a girl to do? Refuse of course... So Madison swore she wouldn't listen to any of the things aunt Wendy taught her, she wouldn't grow up, they wouldn't force her. Madison smiled to herself, aunt Wendy would regret accepting her as a student.
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"Do I really have to?" Madison asked for the hundredth time in the day. The family was inside a carriage on their way to Kensington street and the journey had been so far extremely dull.
"Madison..." Her mother warned. "This won't be as awful as you think. Your auntie Wendy is a lovely woman, isn't that so, Michael..."
"Yes, dear, she's indeed lovely. Madison I'm sure you'll love it here." Mr. Darling said as the carriage stopped in front of the house. Mr. Darling stepped out of the carriage and helped his wife out. Madison stepped out of the carriage soon after and gazed at the house before her.
The house was a pleasant two story narrow house. It was built with red bricks and held a magnificent oak front door. On the first floor there were two windows, one on the left and one on the right ,the same as in the second floor.
"Ah," Sighed Mr. Darling as he placed one hand on his daughter's shoulder and one hand on his wife's. "The old house in Kensington street. It brings me such good memories... you'll love it here, Maddi."
The Darlings walked to the door and knocked on it two times before a tidily dressed house maid opened. "Good evening, you must be the Darlings, miss Wendy is already waiting for you, in the living room." She said. She looked at Madison with her big green eyes and smiled. "Oh, and you must be Madison!" She said happily. "I'll have these..." She said taking a few of Madison's suitcases.
"Thank you." Madison said a bit intimidated by the maid's cheery mood.
Mr. And Mrs. Darling walked in, Madison following close behind. The first thing she noticed was the great foyer with shinning wooden floor. To her left she found a dinning room, and to her right she saw the living room. A woman was sitting on a chair near the fire. The woman smiled and stood up. Mr. Darling walked to her and they hugged energetically, while laughing.
"Wendy!" her father laughed. "Wendy is so good to see you!"
After Wendy and Michael had finished with their little reencounter, Mrs. Darling came to Wendy and they hugged. Then came Madison's turn to greet her aunt.
Madison walked closer to her aunt. Wendy looked at her and smiled warmly and hugged her niece. Madison found herself feeling really comfortable with her aunt's embrace and finally decided to give in.
"I can't believe how big you are, dear!" Wendy said.
Madison gave her a half smile. She hated when people said that, it only made her feel older.
Madison was lost in her thoughts as her aunt Wendy spoke, when she felt something cold and wet against her calf. She jumped back, surprised, and saw a dog. It was a basset hound, with long ears and short legs. The dog approached Madison and sniffled her leg. Madison couldn't help but smile as she knelt by the dog and began to caress it.
"Oh, he's Toby." Wendy said, smiling. "I'm sure you too will get along just fine. He already likes you. Well , Michael, you should come again soon, it had indeed been too long..."
"Yes it has." Mr. Darling said. "Madison..."
"Hmm?" Madison mused.
"We are leaving..."
"Leaving? So soon?" Madison asked.
"Well yes, I got to go to work, and so does you mother..." He said.
"Oh," Madison sighed.
"Don't worry dear, we'll come and visit you soon." Mr. Darling reassured, as they walked to the door. The carriage was waiting outside.
Mrs. Darling, hugged Madison. "Goodbye dear." She whispered to her ear. "I'll miss you"
All of a sudden the hatred she felt for her mother was erased as she realized she didn't want to be parted from her.
"I'll miss you too." She said with a lump in her throat. "I love you mum."
"I love you too, Maddi." Mrs. Darling said braking the embrace. Madison noticed her mother's eyes looked shinny and watery.
Mr. Darling smiled at Wendy and hugged her. Then looked at his daughter and embraced her briefly. "Bye, Maddi, I'll come very soon, I promise." He said entering the carriage, his wife already sitting inside. With one final 'goodbye' he closed the door, and the carriage left.
Madison stayed at the open front door with her aunt Wendy, until the carriage couldn't be seen anymore. She felt like crying but she fought the urge of doing so, remembering she had decided to be strong.
Wendy looked at the girl beside her and smiled. "Come on, dear, it's getting dark and Helen has cooked us a delicious supper I'm dying to taste." Wendy said.
Madison smiled. Maybe aunt Wendy wouldn't be as bad after all. And with Toby the basset hound by her side Madison walked in to begin her new life. But little she knew her life was only about to start.
A/n: Again, not my favorite chapter, it was a little too rash for my liking. REVIEW please!!
