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Chapter 8: The Boy is Mine
When Wendy awoke the next morning, she found a handful of colorful posies lying next to her. The children were all up, and awake, and delicious smells emerged from the kitchen. Wendy scooped up the flowers, and went in search of her secret admirer, knowing who exactly it was, and where he'd be. When she entered the kitchen, just as she suspected, she found the children eating with Amanda and Peter at the table. They were all getting along so well, it looked just like…
A family.
Shaking that ridiculous thought out of her head, she cleared her throat. Peter turned to her, and sprang up from his chair. "Do you like them?" He asked. "I picked them myself."
"They're beautiful."
He frowned, "I'm sorry for what I said last night. I am king Wendy, but you are my queen."
Wendy grinned, and pulled him to her, kissing him softly. God how long had it been? "You don't like sleeping alone, do you?"
He grinned sheepishly.
"You know what I miss?" She asked.
"What?"
"Spending time alone with you. Let's go down and watch the sunrise!"
Peter avoided her eyes. "I can't right now, Wendy. Amanda says other pirates might be on the water, and I want to everyone to train. Everyone."
Cruel reality seemed to slap Wendy in the face. And then she remembered that Amanda was here, and not in her cage, and slowly taking Wendy's place. How could she have forgotten? "Oh of course, what Amanda says!"
"No," He said angrily, taking her hand. "No. Think about it. She showed up. It can't hurt to be up to date on your moves."
Wendy huffed.
"Remember when I first trained you?" He asked softly.
Wendy couldn't help but smile. But she felt that familiar feeling in her stomach. She was going to be sick. "Would you excuse me a moment?"
"Wendy, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, I… I'll be right back." She ran blindly out of the hollow, and into the woods. When she couldn't hold it in any more, she collapsed on her hands and knees, and vomited. She was so tired. The world was spinning around her. She heard Peter crashing through the bushes behind her. She saw him come up to her, she was sure he was talking, his mouth was moving, but she couldn't hear a word he was saying. Her vision was getting blurry… and before she knew it, she had hit the ground.
When Wendy woke, she was staring into Peter's face. His eyes were bloodshot, and he had both hands clamped around her right one. "Wendy," He choked out.
She gave a low moan, "What happened?"
"You fainted,"
Another voice. Wendy knew that voice. Amanda leaned over her, dabbing her forehead with a cloth. "Probably from the heat."
Wendy pushed her hand away roughly. "I'm fine." She sat up, and find herself feeling fine. Wonderful, even. So what was going on?
Wendy smiled as she watched Peter and the children spar. She tried to remind herself that Peter loved her, that he whole world wasn't falling apart in front of her. She placed the arrow against the side of the bow and took aim. She released the bow string just when someone bumped into her. Wendy lowered her bow. It was Amanda.
"Oh excuse me," She said with a smirk.
Wendy sneered at her and took aim again.
"You do have my pity," Amanda said.
Wendy released the bow string and the arrow flew into the forest.
"Aim, Wendy!" Peter yelled as he dueled both Ben and Arrow at the same time.
"What do you mean, 'your pity'?" Wendy asked, "I want nothing of yours, thank you."
"Don't worry," Amanda said with a pout. "Once Peter is mine, I'll make him and the children forget all about you. Not that I'd have to work that hard, they can hardly remember your name as it is."
That did it. Wendy throw down her bow and arrow and leapt at Amanda, knocking her backwards. All of her frustration, anger and hate seemed to pour out of her as she punched and kicked.
"Wendy?" Peter questioned. Could his eyes be playing tricks on him? And then, as he flew closer, he saw it was real. Wendy was banging Amanda's head against the ground. "Wendy, STOP!" He flew over to them and pryed Wendy from Amanda. She was still flailing, trying to get at her. "Wendy, no!" He turned to the children. "Take Amanda to Princess Tiger Lily's tribe. She's bleeding."
Amanda allowed the children to lead her away. Wendy had stopped struggling. He turned to her. "What has gotten into you?"
Wendy felt a lump forming on her lip. "Me? Peter, she---"
"She what?" He demanded, folding his arms.
"I don't trust her! She's trying to take you from me! She told me!"
"That would never happen, okay? I know the children are excited about her, but they won't be for long."
She rubbed her face with her hands. "No! Will no one listen to me?"
"You're jealous," He said simply. "You want all of my attention for yourself."
Wendy raked her hands through her hair. "What I want is for you to get her out of here!"
He sighed.
"You told me I was your queen," She said. "Well listen to me now. There is something about her I just can't trust, Peter."
"Well I trust her!" He bellowed. "She has been nothing but good for us since she arrived!"
"No!" Wendy cried. "This is what I mean! Do you see what she's doing to us? Divide and conquer… what's happening to us, Peter? She's driving us apart!"
He gave a low growl, "How many more times can I prove my love for you, Wendy? You said it was what you always wanted…"
"It is," She interrupted.
"Haven't I given you everything you wanted?"
"A thousand times over," She whispered.
"Then why can't you trust me on this?" He cupped her face. "Trust me."
"Peter," She whispered, tears trailing down her face. "I trust you with all my heart, I do. But I just can't… I don't trust her."
"I trusted you with that man Matthew!" He roared.
Wendy avoided his eyes.
Peter threw his hands up helplessly. "And you think Amanda is driving us apart. The only one driving us apart Wendy, is you."
And what seemed to be the case, when there would be nights the two of them would stay awake all night, just looking at the stars, Wendy was spending most of her time in exile, alone.