Chapter Six
"I…I, uh, um. I was just, um…" Peter stuttered. "I was just looking around. What's it to you?" he then said sure of himself. Floating through the cabin on his back and his hands behind his head, Peter had that cocky grin smeared all over his face. But even though he had that cocky exterior, Peter was still nervous as he had ever been. He couldn't just come out and tell the girl that he as watching her sleep. He had to big of an ego for that.
Alex stared at him with a suspicious look in her eye, but put the knife back under the pillow. Luckily the six younger girls slept like logs, and didn't wake up to the whole ordeal. After taking a glace over the girls, Alex turned back and noticed the floating boy staring at her.
"What?" she asked with a puzzled look on her face.
"What, what? I'm not doing anything, just floatin' around." he answered with a smile. This was really getting on Alex's nerves. He just came in here and expected everything to be all hunky doory? GOD! He almost killed her earlier, and then he comes floating in here unexpectedly! Who did he think he was?! And the fact that he still didn't remember was making her even more angry. Then she lashed out.
"Will you just leave?! I'm trying to sleep, and who do you think you are, just coming in here?! You almost killed me today! And besides I'm a pirate remember?! Your suppose to kill me on sight, right?!" she asked harshly, speaking her thoughts. By this time she was pointing a slender finger about and inch from his nose, and he was up against the wall. Peter just looked down at her, eyes wide, surprised that she lashed out like that, and also that the girls still didn't wake from their slumber. They must have been used to yelling since their captain was Hook.
Alex, feeling as she made her point, gave a huff and turned back to her cot. Then Peter feeling bad, decided it was time that she knew, that he knew.
"You had a big window with blue curtains…and a teddy bear sitting on the sill." he said quietly, looking at the dirty floor. Alex stopped in her tracks, and here eyes grew as wide as his eyes had earlier.
"Each night your grandmother came in and read you a story until you fell asleep. She called you princess…you had a book with a lot of my stories in it on a table by your bed…that's what she read out of." By this time Alex had turned around, her eyes had softened and she was staring at him with both puzzlement, and sadness of the these old memories.
"You…you would sit by the window…and draw pictures sometimes. You loved to draw…" Peter finished while looking up at her with a small smile.
"How could you know this?" Alex looked at the floor then back up at him while speaking. She felt a sharp pain in her heart when she looked at him. For some reason he looked as sad as she did. Their eyes locked, and then she knew.
"You…came to my window…didn't you?" he nodded and stared down at the floor again, cause he knew what was coming next.
"You knew who I was…even before we were brought here." then her voice grew louder. "You knew! And you remember, don't you! You remember what you did to us! And you KNEW!!" she cried, with slight disgust in her tone. Tears welled up in her eyes. "And I thought you were terrible for just leaving us in the first place, but now!? Peter, you knew who I was, and you didn't do ANYTHING!! You left us! Why would you do that Peter!? Why…." he voice trembled and quieted down at then end and she fell to the floor on her knees.
Peter looked down at her, and he could have killed himself. What had he done? He leaned back against the wall, and slid down to the floor, and put his face in his trembling hands.
All was silent. Not one of them said a word, just sat, and tried to soak it all in. The six other girls how ever, had woken up, but in the mists of the shouting, kept silent. And when Alex spoke of him leaving them and all, memories slowly came rushing back into their heads. Yes they were young when it had happened, but they could still vaguely remember. And now that those memories where back, they kept quiet, unsure what to think.
About five minutes of pure silence had passed. Not a sound was heard. Not a chirp of a cricket, and the snore of a pirate, nothing. Except the soft breathing of the two on the floor. Finally one of them spoke.
"I'm sorry…so, so sorry…" Peter said so quietly it was almost unheard, but the face of Alex slowly raised, and looked at him. His face was still in his hands, and his arms where resting on his knees. She had tears still streaming down her beautiful face from the outburst. She lowered her head once more.
"But why Peter? Why did you do it…?"
"I…I don't know. I can't remember." he replied pressing his face harder into his hands in frustration. From across the room Alex let out a sigh at his answer. Then he spoke again.
"I didn't even know your name when I visited your window…but I kept coming back. All I can remember is seeing you and them on the ship and flying away." he said nodding his head toward the girls. Peter decided against telling her about his 'plan' that he supposedly had, in fear of digging himself in deeper.
"I told you my name…by the lagoon." she said back silently. That's when he remembered. She did tell him her name. 'Alex…' he said slowly in his mind, 'Alex…'.
"I…I, uh, um. I was just, um…" Peter stuttered. "I was just looking around. What's it to you?" he then said sure of himself. Floating through the cabin on his back and his hands behind his head, Peter had that cocky grin smeared all over his face. But even though he had that cocky exterior, Peter was still nervous as he had ever been. He couldn't just come out and tell the girl that he as watching her sleep. He had to big of an ego for that.
Alex stared at him with a suspicious look in her eye, but put the knife back under the pillow. Luckily the six younger girls slept like logs, and didn't wake up to the whole ordeal. After taking a glace over the girls, Alex turned back and noticed the floating boy staring at her.
"What?" she asked with a puzzled look on her face.
"What, what? I'm not doing anything, just floatin' around." he answered with a smile. This was really getting on Alex's nerves. He just came in here and expected everything to be all hunky doory? GOD! He almost killed her earlier, and then he comes floating in here unexpectedly! Who did he think he was?! And the fact that he still didn't remember was making her even more angry. Then she lashed out.
"Will you just leave?! I'm trying to sleep, and who do you think you are, just coming in here?! You almost killed me today! And besides I'm a pirate remember?! Your suppose to kill me on sight, right?!" she asked harshly, speaking her thoughts. By this time she was pointing a slender finger about and inch from his nose, and he was up against the wall. Peter just looked down at her, eyes wide, surprised that she lashed out like that, and also that the girls still didn't wake from their slumber. They must have been used to yelling since their captain was Hook.
Alex, feeling as she made her point, gave a huff and turned back to her cot. Then Peter feeling bad, decided it was time that she knew, that he knew.
"You had a big window with blue curtains…and a teddy bear sitting on the sill." he said quietly, looking at the dirty floor. Alex stopped in her tracks, and here eyes grew as wide as his eyes had earlier.
"Each night your grandmother came in and read you a story until you fell asleep. She called you princess…you had a book with a lot of my stories in it on a table by your bed…that's what she read out of." By this time Alex had turned around, her eyes had softened and she was staring at him with both puzzlement, and sadness of the these old memories.
"You…you would sit by the window…and draw pictures sometimes. You loved to draw…" Peter finished while looking up at her with a small smile.
"How could you know this?" Alex looked at the floor then back up at him while speaking. She felt a sharp pain in her heart when she looked at him. For some reason he looked as sad as she did. Their eyes locked, and then she knew.
"You…came to my window…didn't you?" he nodded and stared down at the floor again, cause he knew what was coming next.
"You knew who I was…even before we were brought here." then her voice grew louder. "You knew! And you remember, don't you! You remember what you did to us! And you KNEW!!" she cried, with slight disgust in her tone. Tears welled up in her eyes. "And I thought you were terrible for just leaving us in the first place, but now!? Peter, you knew who I was, and you didn't do ANYTHING!! You left us! Why would you do that Peter!? Why…." he voice trembled and quieted down at then end and she fell to the floor on her knees.
Peter looked down at her, and he could have killed himself. What had he done? He leaned back against the wall, and slid down to the floor, and put his face in his trembling hands.
All was silent. Not one of them said a word, just sat, and tried to soak it all in. The six other girls how ever, had woken up, but in the mists of the shouting, kept silent. And when Alex spoke of him leaving them and all, memories slowly came rushing back into their heads. Yes they were young when it had happened, but they could still vaguely remember. And now that those memories where back, they kept quiet, unsure what to think.
About five minutes of pure silence had passed. Not a sound was heard. Not a chirp of a cricket, and the snore of a pirate, nothing. Except the soft breathing of the two on the floor. Finally one of them spoke.
"I'm sorry…so, so sorry…" Peter said so quietly it was almost unheard, but the face of Alex slowly raised, and looked at him. His face was still in his hands, and his arms where resting on his knees. She had tears still streaming down her beautiful face from the outburst. She lowered her head once more.
"But why Peter? Why did you do it…?"
"I…I don't know. I can't remember." he replied pressing his face harder into his hands in frustration. From across the room Alex let out a sigh at his answer. Then he spoke again.
"I didn't even know your name when I visited your window…but I kept coming back. All I can remember is seeing you and them on the ship and flying away." he said nodding his head toward the girls. Peter decided against telling her about his 'plan' that he supposedly had, in fear of digging himself in deeper.
"I told you my name…by the lagoon." she said back silently. That's when he remembered. She did tell him her name. 'Alex…' he said slowly in his mind, 'Alex…'.