WHAT HAND TO TAKE
Sometimes, an hour can seem like a minute, depending on what you're occupied with. To Jane, the hour passed by like a piece of lint being flicked off a wool jacket. As she flew around the room, laughing and landing on shelves while occasionally glimpsing down at Peter with a flushed face, the only thought in her head was about Peter and Neverland.
Peter flew with her as he whispered stories in her ear, holding her by her waist as he swooped down to the floor. "And all the fairies burst out of the sky like a rocket, like a thousand stars." His whisper was full of alluring syrup, trying to pour into Jane's ear.
Slowly, they reached Jane's bed as he sat down with her, holding both of her hands in his. "Wouldn't it be great, Jane? Having fairies swoop around you in the twilight, as we danced under the moon and evening clouds? And think of the redskins! And the pirates you could slice through with a blade! I could teach you things! Things your mother would never remember!"
Jane laughed in agreement. "Peter, stop fooling yourself." Peter's smile slowly faded into a serious one, his mouth slightly open as he couldn't move. Listening to Jane was like listening to a lion roar before he was about to attack. "I can't leave now, because, my family would miss me..." Biting the bottom of her lip, she picked at a strand of silk thread from her comforter blanket on her bed.
"Oh, would they?" Peter muttered under his breath, intending for Jane to hear. He couldn't get his gaze off her, as he had a straight, stone like presence. He wanted to see her reaction.
Quickly Jane's head snapped up, her smile gone. "What?" Her voice quivered.
Peter straightened his back, as he said with a bit of annoyance, "Why do you think they'll miss you? Your mother doesn't care about you! Or what you think!" In a panic sort of way, Peter's hands leapt for one of Jane's soft ones. "Don't you see? Your mother yelled at you, scorned you, and humiliated you until she made you cry. I'd never do that to you, Jane."
Tears started streaking down the girl's rosy cheeks as she squeesed her hand into a ball in Peter's. Trembles came from her full, red lips. "Never?"
Peter shook his head rather slowly. "Never." He whispered. "I heard you say you want to forget."
Jane's look of sadness turned into another bewildered one. This boy was certainly turning into a scary one, yet enchanting and charming as well. "I... I did say that."
"Right, you did." Peter repeated, shaking her hands which were still in his own. "I'm giving you a chance." A tear trickled down Jane's cheek, she was overwhelmed. "Do you ever want to die?" Peter's voice was more tender.
Jane shook her head. "I've always been afraid of dying."
With a satisfied smile, Peter stood up from the bed. "In Neverland, you stay as old as you are for forever!"
"Forever?" Jane smiled. Peter nodded.
"And I'll always be by your side, Jane." He whispered, leading her to the window as she stood there. Flying off the side of the window, his hands still holding onto hers, he watched the standing girl.
Jane gave a hint of a smile, her sparkling eyes lighting up even brighter than before. "Can I ever come back?"
Peter flew a bit closer, to so his mouth was by her ear. "Never."
Being it like a flashback in Peter's head, he thought he was seeing Wendy when he looked down at Jane, seeing her smile and say, "Never, is an awfully long time..."
His gaze was stuck on her, as his mouth opened a bit. No, this was not Wendy, 'twas Jane. Beautiful, new, Jane.
"Peter, is something wrong?" Jane asked. The boy shook his head as he noticed the door swing open. Luckily, Jane wasn't facing the door.
"Jane?" A woman's voice asked. Peter's face became full of hatred toward that woman, being it Wendy. He growled at her, glaring more than he glared at Hook.
The girl's head was about to turn around, but Peter looked from Wendy to Jane and put his hands on her shoulders. "Don't listen, Jane." His voice was alluring and casting a spell over her.
Wendy looked at Peter in horror. "No! Jane, please!" She ran up to Jane and grabbed her by the shoulders. "You don't know what you're giving up! He'll never let you come back! Jane! Don't!"
But Jane's eyes didn't go to her mother. She didn't seem like she heard her or felt her cold hands upon her. Reaching out to Peter like in a trance, she hesitated.
"Grab onto me, and I'll never let you go." He whispered. Wendy was still screaming, pleading, and begging.
Instantly, Jane reached out to Peter, holding onto his tanned shoulders. Quickly Peter flew farther away from the window, smirking at Wendy.
Unfortunately, the woman could reach Jane. Pulling the two children closer to her, she let out a hand. "Why you little!" She smacked Jane's rosy cheek. "I thought I told you to keep the window locked!" Another slap of Jane's cheek occurred.
Crying out in pain, Jane held tighter onto Peter. "She's mine now, lady! Say goodbye, Wendy!" He cackled, flying into the night with the girl.
"JANE! COME BACK!" Wendy cried, before collapsing to the floor and crying her eyes out. All was lost.... Every little bit of hope was gone....
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I can't thank you guys enough for all the lovely reviews. I feel so touched that so many people are reading it and wanting me to continue! YAY! So, thank you all! Soon, I'll give some individual attention to some of the reviews, if you have any questions, I'll answer. Lol, anyway I'm going to be writing the next chapter and I'll be finished by later today! THANKS AGAIN
Sometimes, an hour can seem like a minute, depending on what you're occupied with. To Jane, the hour passed by like a piece of lint being flicked off a wool jacket. As she flew around the room, laughing and landing on shelves while occasionally glimpsing down at Peter with a flushed face, the only thought in her head was about Peter and Neverland.
Peter flew with her as he whispered stories in her ear, holding her by her waist as he swooped down to the floor. "And all the fairies burst out of the sky like a rocket, like a thousand stars." His whisper was full of alluring syrup, trying to pour into Jane's ear.
Slowly, they reached Jane's bed as he sat down with her, holding both of her hands in his. "Wouldn't it be great, Jane? Having fairies swoop around you in the twilight, as we danced under the moon and evening clouds? And think of the redskins! And the pirates you could slice through with a blade! I could teach you things! Things your mother would never remember!"
Jane laughed in agreement. "Peter, stop fooling yourself." Peter's smile slowly faded into a serious one, his mouth slightly open as he couldn't move. Listening to Jane was like listening to a lion roar before he was about to attack. "I can't leave now, because, my family would miss me..." Biting the bottom of her lip, she picked at a strand of silk thread from her comforter blanket on her bed.
"Oh, would they?" Peter muttered under his breath, intending for Jane to hear. He couldn't get his gaze off her, as he had a straight, stone like presence. He wanted to see her reaction.
Quickly Jane's head snapped up, her smile gone. "What?" Her voice quivered.
Peter straightened his back, as he said with a bit of annoyance, "Why do you think they'll miss you? Your mother doesn't care about you! Or what you think!" In a panic sort of way, Peter's hands leapt for one of Jane's soft ones. "Don't you see? Your mother yelled at you, scorned you, and humiliated you until she made you cry. I'd never do that to you, Jane."
Tears started streaking down the girl's rosy cheeks as she squeesed her hand into a ball in Peter's. Trembles came from her full, red lips. "Never?"
Peter shook his head rather slowly. "Never." He whispered. "I heard you say you want to forget."
Jane's look of sadness turned into another bewildered one. This boy was certainly turning into a scary one, yet enchanting and charming as well. "I... I did say that."
"Right, you did." Peter repeated, shaking her hands which were still in his own. "I'm giving you a chance." A tear trickled down Jane's cheek, she was overwhelmed. "Do you ever want to die?" Peter's voice was more tender.
Jane shook her head. "I've always been afraid of dying."
With a satisfied smile, Peter stood up from the bed. "In Neverland, you stay as old as you are for forever!"
"Forever?" Jane smiled. Peter nodded.
"And I'll always be by your side, Jane." He whispered, leading her to the window as she stood there. Flying off the side of the window, his hands still holding onto hers, he watched the standing girl.
Jane gave a hint of a smile, her sparkling eyes lighting up even brighter than before. "Can I ever come back?"
Peter flew a bit closer, to so his mouth was by her ear. "Never."
Being it like a flashback in Peter's head, he thought he was seeing Wendy when he looked down at Jane, seeing her smile and say, "Never, is an awfully long time..."
His gaze was stuck on her, as his mouth opened a bit. No, this was not Wendy, 'twas Jane. Beautiful, new, Jane.
"Peter, is something wrong?" Jane asked. The boy shook his head as he noticed the door swing open. Luckily, Jane wasn't facing the door.
"Jane?" A woman's voice asked. Peter's face became full of hatred toward that woman, being it Wendy. He growled at her, glaring more than he glared at Hook.
The girl's head was about to turn around, but Peter looked from Wendy to Jane and put his hands on her shoulders. "Don't listen, Jane." His voice was alluring and casting a spell over her.
Wendy looked at Peter in horror. "No! Jane, please!" She ran up to Jane and grabbed her by the shoulders. "You don't know what you're giving up! He'll never let you come back! Jane! Don't!"
But Jane's eyes didn't go to her mother. She didn't seem like she heard her or felt her cold hands upon her. Reaching out to Peter like in a trance, she hesitated.
"Grab onto me, and I'll never let you go." He whispered. Wendy was still screaming, pleading, and begging.
Instantly, Jane reached out to Peter, holding onto his tanned shoulders. Quickly Peter flew farther away from the window, smirking at Wendy.
Unfortunately, the woman could reach Jane. Pulling the two children closer to her, she let out a hand. "Why you little!" She smacked Jane's rosy cheek. "I thought I told you to keep the window locked!" Another slap of Jane's cheek occurred.
Crying out in pain, Jane held tighter onto Peter. "She's mine now, lady! Say goodbye, Wendy!" He cackled, flying into the night with the girl.
"JANE! COME BACK!" Wendy cried, before collapsing to the floor and crying her eyes out. All was lost.... Every little bit of hope was gone....
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I can't thank you guys enough for all the lovely reviews. I feel so touched that so many people are reading it and wanting me to continue! YAY! So, thank you all! Soon, I'll give some individual attention to some of the reviews, if you have any questions, I'll answer. Lol, anyway I'm going to be writing the next chapter and I'll be finished by later today! THANKS AGAIN