Chapter 2: The Kiss
I sat bolt upright, out of breath from the scream. I looked around, to see if anyone had heard. Apparently, everyone in my house was a heavy sleeper, as no one had entered my room. I lied back down on the bed, and spoke softly to myself.
"Oh, Peter. Would you really break my heart in two? From all of the stories told by Great Aunt Jane, I don't know whether to love or hate you. You can come out to be a hero, the cunning and courageous one who saves the day, but you can also come out to be a sly fox, not showing any emotion but happiness and hate. I wish I could trust you, but I also wish I could be loved by you." I stated with my eyes closed. Suddenly, I felt a slight wind do over my face. I opened my eyes to reveal a boy, no older than 13 or 14, with sandy blonde hair and bright eyes; staring down at my like I had 3 heads. I gasped. He flew up suddenly, hitting his head on the ceiling.
"Ouch!" he cried. I got out of my bed. Unfortunately for me, I wasn't expecting Peter to come tonight, so I was stuck wearing my red slick nightgown. He was staring at me like a horny young school boy, which was quite unpleasant.
"A-A-Alyssa? Is that you?" he sputtered. He was talking about my Aunt Alyssa. I remember her saying once she was "seeing" a boy like Peter here.
"No, I'm Catherine. But everyone calls me Cat. I'm assuming your Peter Pan?"
"Yes, I am. It's nice to meet you, Cat." He outstretched his hand, which I shook reluctantly. He had a strong grip for a young boy.
"My great aunt was right…you are devilishly handsome." I said slyly. Peter stood still and blushed the reddest red ever. He smiled a knee-weakening smile, and came ever so closer to me. He came so close I could even see freckles on his little baby face.
"Umm, Peter, why are you so close?"
"You look so much like your aunts. You are all so very alike. You all have that sandy blonde hair, and bright blue eyes, and wide smile with those peach lips." He said softly. I was quite astonished he even remembered our looks. He sat walked over to my dresser, where he picked up a small jewelry box, handed down from niece to niece.
"Peter! What are you doing with that?" I whispered harshly. He didn't seem to listen, and sat down on my bed. He slowly opened the box, acting like it was a lost box of treasure. He took out a small acorn strung onto a golden chain. I had never seen what was inside the box before, but my Aunt Alyssa told me that I should wait for a "special day" to open it. I guess this was the day she meant.
"Peter…what is that?" I asked. He held the acorn lightly in his hand, looking at it closely.
"I remember now…everything. Wendy…I gave her this first, way back when. It was my kiss…to her. It saved her life. But she went home. I gave this kiss to Jane. We went to have a brutal fight with Captain Hook. All the time she wore it. But yet again she left me to grow up. Alyssa…sweet, sweet Alyssa. She loved me so. She cherished the kiss like it was a god. But soon, I found out, that love doesn't last. She returned home and married. And now…here I see you, so much like your aunts…I'm afraid to take you to Never Land, and even give you this kiss. Because you might break my heart like all the others. And I don't wan that to happen…I really don't." I looked thoroughly at Peter. His eyes were filled with tears of lost love and sadness. My aunt couldn't be right. He doesn't seem like a heartbreaker…just heartbroken. I sat next to the poor boy, and wrapped my arms around him.
"Peter…it's ok. I'm not like my aunts. I have no love on earth here. I assure you, I would not hurt you. I want to go on adventures. I want to go to Never Land. My Great Aunt Jane would want me to go," I took his hands, "and I do, too. Let's go." I whispered into his ear. He smiled a cunning smile, and flew into the air. But he suddenly looked solemn, and floated back down.
"Jane…where is she? Can I see her?" Peter asked softly. I couldn't refuse. I led him out of my bedroom, and down to the nursery, where Aunt Jane slept. Peter looked on at her. He walked up to her, and brushed the back of his hand softly down her cheek, tears in his eyes.
"Jane…why did you leave me…why? We could have been together…forever." I put a hand on his shoulder, comforting his tears.
"Peter, sometimes loves is a strange thing...it can move mountains, and can make or break something. What you had with all of my aunts…it wasn't love. It was lust. Passion. Something that couldn't be like your youth…it can't last forever." Peter looked at me softly, and smiled. Suddenly, Peter leaned in and kissed me ever so tender. It only lasted for a second, but it felt like an eternity. It made fireworks fly above my head, and angels to sing in heaven. He released the kiss, and left me there…breathless.
"Peter…why…how…what was that for?" I asked sweetly. He took hold of my hands. I looked deeply into his tender eyes.
"You are what I've been looking for all of these years; the perfect person to spend the rest of my days with in Never Land. You can fight with me, and we can build a house, and I can find you a pixie friend, too. We can live together in harmony."
"Speaking of pixies, where IS Tinker Bell?" Peter shrugged his shoulders, and we walked out the room into mine to look for his little pixie. I looked under my sheets, under my bed, behind my bookcase, and in every nook and cranny between. But no Tinker Bell was to be found. Suddenly, there was a soft cry outside of the window, and there, on the railing, lay a dying pixie. Her colors were fading, and the vine and leaf outfit she wore turned dark red and brown. Her shiny golden hair turned a dull shade of gray, and her skin became alabaster white. Tinker Bell was dying.
A/N: Yea I know it's a cliffhanger, but it will be worth the wait. Thanks for reviewing guys, keep up the great work! Im so glad this story of mine is finally getting reviewed. :) This chap is not as great, but its 11:20 at night, whatdaya want! LOL
