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I seem to be "slacking" on the writing job! I apologize to my ever faithful readers! The story continues and I hope you LOVE it!
~*Caught In A Trap*~
Jenny glanced out the small window of the giant chestnut brown tree and wondered of the future. Could she possibly spend the rest of her life here? Would she want to? Peter seemed to be growing taller and had begun to receive the gift of teen voice, deep and tantalizing. Jenny stood up from the stump of a small tree which was her makeshift chair. Her feet seemed to slowly slide even sink into the lush green grass of a carpet. The room still had the glowing warmth of happiness, but a cold sadness had begun to creep up as Jenny realized she would eventually have to leave. She couldn't stay with a boy stuck in a childhood, and a person who couldn't...no, wouldn't love someone. Standing in the center of the bedroom she found herself wondering where Peter was. He wasn't home when she had wakened early this morning. Had he gone away for good? She dearly hoped not and suddenly felt the sinking feeling of fear and abandonment. 'Please come back soon...' she thought. A single tear rolled down her cheek and she began walking to the beaded doorway. 'I have to get out of here before my love for him tears my hold on reality. I'm caught in a trap and can't help but fear the worst.'
Finally, she paused her thoughts of fear and found herself beside the sea. The same place she had landed when she first arrived. The beach was golden and reflected the scarlet glow of the setting sun. Gentle lulling waves rolled in one by one licking at her bare feet. The night was slowly creeping up and she didn't know how to get back to the home, the tree. She must've walked to the spot while trying to figure out how to get back. How far was it back to the tree? How far had she walked? She must have been gone for a while because she remembered the sun being high when she left. But, after all this was Neverland and things were never quite reliable. She decided that since she was already here and didn't know how to get back, that she might as well make the best of it. Although she didn't have a bathing suit, Jenny waded into the turquoise surf, her skirt and blouse lay on the beach abandoned.
The waves tugged at her, pulling the body of the girl towards an island near the other side of the gulf. 'What's on the island...Peter never told me...I didn't even know there was an island there.' Reaching the sandy shore she took in the view of bamboo, fur trees and small underbrush. It all looked so green, so fresh and lovely. The entire scene looked habitable. A yawn broke the silence and Jenny suddenly felt tired, exhausted. 'Peter will never find me here. Probably better off that way. I don't need him. Nope, I don't.' With that she lay down on the beach and the sand felt soft. She soon was asleep and was no longer afraid of the unknown.
Peter slowed his flight as he passed over a new island. He was high up in the now dark sky and looked down at a body on the sand. Half naked it lay there not moving and Peter began to feel apprehensive, with curiosity taking over he circled and flew closer. The pang of fear knotted his stomach as his young mind identified the body, it was Jenny. Fearing that she was dead he lowered down to the island. When he landed he had expected the gritty roughness of sand but instead felt cushioned by something soft, like a pillow. He crouched down on his knees and inched closer to Jenny's tan face. A sigh of relief slipped through his lips as he felt the warm exhale of air through Jenny's lungs. She was alive, but was she conscious? His bony fingers gently ran through her brown hair and to his delight her eyes shot open. Her green eyes focused and she smiled up at the boy with the familiar face.
"Peter, I want to go home." The words were finally out. Her rosy lips trembled and tears pushed at the back of her eyes. "Why? I thought you loved it here. You said you loved it...why?" He sounded sad and his face drooped to make the sound correct. "There's nothing here for me. Sure you're here, but we're all alone and I need more than just you and nature. I need friend-"Peter broke in saying, "The animals and plants are your friends! You don't need anything else! Please you can't leave!" "No! Peter I need my family, my father and brother. Things dear to me that I left behind for this little escapade! I need love, I need commitment. I need you to grow up!" The tears were no longer held back and Jenny sobbed as her other words were drowned out by sobs. Peter sat with a hurt look on his face. Worry, pain, pleading words that could not be spoken shone from behind his tough façade. "I just...Jenny please? Don't leave...Not now...I have everything I want now. You were the finishing touch! Don't you see?" Urgent and begging the words screamed like a freight train through his open mouth. "No Peter! I will NOT be some finishing touch to some odd collection! Now, take me home! I DEMAND it!" Her strong voice filled the silent night as she stood now towering over Peter. She stood, the tall trees as her background and the breeze tussled her hair around, making her look empowering. "I said now." She glared at him and twisted her lip in a scary manner. "Ok. Come on then..." his voice was sad and slow, so much hurt. Taking her hand he rose into the brisk air, passing clouds and birds he sped Jenny home. She wanted it. Now she was getting it.
Her window was already open when they arrived in Oklahoma. Her brother had fallen asleep on the carpet in front of the window, no blanket or pillow. His hair was messy and he looked like he hadn't got much sleep. Peter and Jenny landed in the center of the room. Jenny looked into the still hurting eyes of her first love and couldn't stand it, having to look away. Peter's hand took her chin, gently moving her head to face him. Tears glistened, shining in her eyes. "I'm sorry, but..." She wasn't able to finish as Peter kissed her lips, sweet and lingering. She closed her eyes to find when she opened them, he was gone. A tear slipped down again and she crumpled to the floor. Her knees had buckled, she would never see him again...'I'll be fine.' And she got up. She decided to leave her brother alone, he would wake in the morning. Jenny pulled the blue and white covers back and climbed in. Laying her head on the pillow and looking up she sighed. "Goodbye Peter." And she closed her eyes in sleep.
It isn't over yet!!! Keep Reading!! THANK YOU!
I seem to be "slacking" on the writing job! I apologize to my ever faithful readers! The story continues and I hope you LOVE it!
~*Caught In A Trap*~
Jenny glanced out the small window of the giant chestnut brown tree and wondered of the future. Could she possibly spend the rest of her life here? Would she want to? Peter seemed to be growing taller and had begun to receive the gift of teen voice, deep and tantalizing. Jenny stood up from the stump of a small tree which was her makeshift chair. Her feet seemed to slowly slide even sink into the lush green grass of a carpet. The room still had the glowing warmth of happiness, but a cold sadness had begun to creep up as Jenny realized she would eventually have to leave. She couldn't stay with a boy stuck in a childhood, and a person who couldn't...no, wouldn't love someone. Standing in the center of the bedroom she found herself wondering where Peter was. He wasn't home when she had wakened early this morning. Had he gone away for good? She dearly hoped not and suddenly felt the sinking feeling of fear and abandonment. 'Please come back soon...' she thought. A single tear rolled down her cheek and she began walking to the beaded doorway. 'I have to get out of here before my love for him tears my hold on reality. I'm caught in a trap and can't help but fear the worst.'
Finally, she paused her thoughts of fear and found herself beside the sea. The same place she had landed when she first arrived. The beach was golden and reflected the scarlet glow of the setting sun. Gentle lulling waves rolled in one by one licking at her bare feet. The night was slowly creeping up and she didn't know how to get back to the home, the tree. She must've walked to the spot while trying to figure out how to get back. How far was it back to the tree? How far had she walked? She must have been gone for a while because she remembered the sun being high when she left. But, after all this was Neverland and things were never quite reliable. She decided that since she was already here and didn't know how to get back, that she might as well make the best of it. Although she didn't have a bathing suit, Jenny waded into the turquoise surf, her skirt and blouse lay on the beach abandoned.
The waves tugged at her, pulling the body of the girl towards an island near the other side of the gulf. 'What's on the island...Peter never told me...I didn't even know there was an island there.' Reaching the sandy shore she took in the view of bamboo, fur trees and small underbrush. It all looked so green, so fresh and lovely. The entire scene looked habitable. A yawn broke the silence and Jenny suddenly felt tired, exhausted. 'Peter will never find me here. Probably better off that way. I don't need him. Nope, I don't.' With that she lay down on the beach and the sand felt soft. She soon was asleep and was no longer afraid of the unknown.
Peter slowed his flight as he passed over a new island. He was high up in the now dark sky and looked down at a body on the sand. Half naked it lay there not moving and Peter began to feel apprehensive, with curiosity taking over he circled and flew closer. The pang of fear knotted his stomach as his young mind identified the body, it was Jenny. Fearing that she was dead he lowered down to the island. When he landed he had expected the gritty roughness of sand but instead felt cushioned by something soft, like a pillow. He crouched down on his knees and inched closer to Jenny's tan face. A sigh of relief slipped through his lips as he felt the warm exhale of air through Jenny's lungs. She was alive, but was she conscious? His bony fingers gently ran through her brown hair and to his delight her eyes shot open. Her green eyes focused and she smiled up at the boy with the familiar face.
"Peter, I want to go home." The words were finally out. Her rosy lips trembled and tears pushed at the back of her eyes. "Why? I thought you loved it here. You said you loved it...why?" He sounded sad and his face drooped to make the sound correct. "There's nothing here for me. Sure you're here, but we're all alone and I need more than just you and nature. I need friend-"Peter broke in saying, "The animals and plants are your friends! You don't need anything else! Please you can't leave!" "No! Peter I need my family, my father and brother. Things dear to me that I left behind for this little escapade! I need love, I need commitment. I need you to grow up!" The tears were no longer held back and Jenny sobbed as her other words were drowned out by sobs. Peter sat with a hurt look on his face. Worry, pain, pleading words that could not be spoken shone from behind his tough façade. "I just...Jenny please? Don't leave...Not now...I have everything I want now. You were the finishing touch! Don't you see?" Urgent and begging the words screamed like a freight train through his open mouth. "No Peter! I will NOT be some finishing touch to some odd collection! Now, take me home! I DEMAND it!" Her strong voice filled the silent night as she stood now towering over Peter. She stood, the tall trees as her background and the breeze tussled her hair around, making her look empowering. "I said now." She glared at him and twisted her lip in a scary manner. "Ok. Come on then..." his voice was sad and slow, so much hurt. Taking her hand he rose into the brisk air, passing clouds and birds he sped Jenny home. She wanted it. Now she was getting it.
Her window was already open when they arrived in Oklahoma. Her brother had fallen asleep on the carpet in front of the window, no blanket or pillow. His hair was messy and he looked like he hadn't got much sleep. Peter and Jenny landed in the center of the room. Jenny looked into the still hurting eyes of her first love and couldn't stand it, having to look away. Peter's hand took her chin, gently moving her head to face him. Tears glistened, shining in her eyes. "I'm sorry, but..." She wasn't able to finish as Peter kissed her lips, sweet and lingering. She closed her eyes to find when she opened them, he was gone. A tear slipped down again and she crumpled to the floor. Her knees had buckled, she would never see him again...'I'll be fine.' And she got up. She decided to leave her brother alone, he would wake in the morning. Jenny pulled the blue and white covers back and climbed in. Laying her head on the pillow and looking up she sighed. "Goodbye Peter." And she closed her eyes in sleep.
It isn't over yet!!! Keep Reading!! THANK YOU!