Chapter 4: Goodbye Father

Wendy was falling. She didn't scream, call for help or even cry though. All she felt she could do, was think about the one thing that she would truly miss when she died. And that one thing was Peter.

All of a sudden, when she was just inches away from her painful death, she was suddenly floating all the way back to the bathroom window.

Am I dead? Thought Wendy. Did I die so quickly that I don't even remember it?

She expected to float past the window into the clear sky. But was surprised when she was suddenly shoved very forcefully, back through the open window.

Wendy had fallen on her knees and quickly stood up to examine herself. Not a scratch. How peculiar. Thought Wendy, who was amazed, at this current event.

I should have died, or at least been seriously injured. Did I fly? Was I thinking happy thoughts? No, I was only thinking of Peter. But he is my happy thought. So I guess I could've flown. No I couldn't have. It's impossible. Thought Wendywho was getting even more confused by the minute.

She quickly peeked out of the window (very carefully this time mind you.) She looked around. There was nothing but a clear blue sky, hovering above a clean-cut lime-green lawn and a tree, which was swaying right in front of her. Wendy knew what she was thinking. She was thinking that maybe Peter had saved her. But she decided that it was a preposterous theory, because there was no one there when she was taken back up to the window. Nothing at all. So she came to the conclusion, that she had in fact, flown on her happy thought.

Wendy suddenly heard her mother call for her. So she quickly hurried back to her room and gathered her belongings and ran downstairs, trying not to fall. Mrs Darling was waiting impatiently at the door, tapping her high-heeled shoe against the wooden floor. When she finally saw Wendy she said, "Wendy, what took you so long? You are already going to be late as it is."

Well, not that you'd care, but I almost died by falling out of the bathroom window. Wendy thought angrily.

"I couldn't find my overcoat." Wendy said trying to make up an excuse on the spot.

"That's because it's kept in the cupboard near the front door." Said Mrs Darling, who was looking at Wendy as if she was the most stupid thing on Earth.

"Oh, I forgot." Said Wendy bluntly.

Wendy walked quickly over to the cupboard, pulled her coat out, flung it over her shoulders, and then proceeded to walk out of the front door and down the front steps. But she was suddenly stopped by her mother, who stood at the top of the steps and said,

"Wendy Moira Angela Darling?"

Wendy slowly turned around, looked at her mother cautiously and said, "Yes mother. Have I forgotten something?"

"You most certainly have." Said Mrs Darling, staring at Wendy, with a little hint of a smile forming on her sweet lips.

"What is it?" asked Wendy hesitantly.

"I should have thought you would have remembered." Said Mrs Darling, who seemed to be putting on an act of disappointment.

Mrs Darling then left the door and walked over to Wendy, bent down and embraced Wendy in a warm loving hug. She then kissed Wendy on the cheek and smiled, as she patted Wendy's long brownish-blonde hair.

She then whispered, "Wendy, I hope I haven't been too hard on you. I know it's a lot to get used to. But I didn't know how else to make you realise, that you had to learn not to rely on me all the time anymore. I really didn't want any of this to happen. I am sorry we have to put you through this."

Wendy felt like she would start crying, but instead said, " Then let me stay mother. Don't send me away. I promise I'll grow up. If you would just give me a chance, I could prove it to you."

She had now let the tears flow freely down her flushed cheeks.

Mrs Darling had started to cry a little also. She looked into Wendy's sad blue eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry Wendy. I can't let you stay here. It's for the best."

Mrs Darling had now straightened up, wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled at Wendy. Wendy felt like she could do nothing more to help herself so she simply gave a small smile back. Wendy then turned to hop into the backseat of the car. However she was stopped once again by her mother who said, "Here take this," giving Wendy a small basket. "I'm sorry about breakfast."

Wendy once again proceeded to sit in the backseat of her father's car and shoved her belongings carelessly into the seat beside her. Mr Darling was by now looking at Mrs Darling very impatiently. Mrs Darling realised this and quickly shut the back door.

Leaning down to put her head through the window Mrs Darling said, "Wendy I love you. No matter what, you'll always be my little girl."

She then kissed Wendy's right, tear-soaked cheek one last time and moved away from the car.

Mr Darling started up the car, turning the key very forcefully in the ignition and did not say a word to Wendy or Mrs Darling as he started to drive down the cement driveway.

Wendy looked longingly out of the window at her home and her mother. Nana had now come to sit by Mrs Darling and was whimpering. She also thought she saw the boys peeping their little heads through the living room window. Surprisingly, they looked sad.

Wendy started to feel very alone, as the car drove away and all she could see was her mother, her home, Nana and the boys in the window slowly fading away.

She turned around and opened the parcel her mother had given her. In it were pancakes, bacon, two hard-boiled eggs, two pieces of toast, an apple and a container of orange juice. Her mother had given her breakfast after all. She felt a little happier. She didn't have to eat it right away. It was a long drive to Aunt Millicent's.

This thought of Aunt Millicent seemed to ruin Wendy's appetite all together. But she ate anyway. Wendy glanced at her father's face in the review mirror. He looked normal, like he usually did. He wore an expression that said nothing in particular. He did however seem anxious to get to Aunt Millicent's as he was driving at 70 km / per hour in a 60 km / per hour zone.

Well the sooner I get there was probably for the better anyway. She felt rather uncomfortable, sitting in the back seat of the car, not saying a word to her father. He seemed to be ignoring her. So Wendy continued to eat her breakfast, looking out of the car window, which was now wound up.

She was thinking once again about her kiss and how close she had come to death. She was upset about losing Peter's kiss to her. Why was I so stupid? Why did I throw away the last thing I had to remind me of him? She thought furiously.

Oh well I guess it's for the best. It would have, too many memories anyway. She thought once again trying to think logically.

Finally Wendy arrived at Aunt Millicent's. She waited for her father to get out of the car. But when he didn't, Wendy let herself out of the car and grabbed her belongings. She couldn't close the car door behind her because her hands were full, and her father would be furious if she kicked it shut with her foot. So she heaved her luggage up to the top of the stairs. She then walked back down the stairs and closed the car door gently. Then she waited for her father to say something. When he didn't Wendy said, "Well, I guess I'll see you soon." Looking at him sadly.

Gripping the car steering wheel angrily, he turned to her and said, "You will speak when you're spoken to. Now, I want you to stay here until you're mature enough to act like a lady. It's time for you to grow up." He said with his left eye twitching violently.

Then he drove off at full speed. Not looking back to even say goodbye.

"Goodbye father." Wendy whispered. Then she slowly walked up to the top of the stairs.

Thankyou to everyone who keeps reading my story. This chapter is a little bit shorter this time. But I hope you enjoy it all the same.

P.S. You should know about Fan Fiction's update these past few weeks. And I would just like to say that I have had some trouble trying to upload my stories. I have had many chapters typed up already. I have just had a lot of trouble uploading them. So I am very sorry about the wait. It shouldn't happen again. I have been dying to upload these chapters. Believe me. My next chapter is much longer. It will take me a while to type up. But I will post it as soon as possible.

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