Chapter One: Stay With Me


"Skipping beats, blushing cheeks I am struggling
Daydreaming, bed scenes in the corner cafe
And then I'm left in bits recovering tectonic tremblings
You get me every time"

Peter lay down on the wet, dewy grass. He always did whenever things just got a little bit too complicated. It had been three years since he had last been to Narnia. He was now 20 years old and sometimes still felt like a teenager. As Peter lay on the bright patches of green, he couldn't help but daze off. His eyelids slowly closed, and he began to think and remember the way things had once been.

There was once a time where he would run with all of his siblings, and not feel the need to think like an adult. Because just in that moment, he was free, able to do whatever he wanted. One specific day especially stood out in his mind. It was only two years after their coronation, and they were outside, like always.

"Lucy!" Edmund yelled from the ground. Lucy had tripped Edmund, in an escape to not be tagged. Peter stood across the way, ready to run if needed. Susan was standing behind a tree, trying to avoid Edmund's gaze; but she had no such luck. Edmund immediately saw Susan's green silk dress and began to run towards her. Peter laughed and ran into the woods and Lucy stayed where she was.

"Ahh!" Susan yelled as she attempted to run away from Edmund. Edmund chuckled, he was faster than Susan, and one minute later, he had tagged her left shoulder.

"Hah! There!" Edmund said as he ran 20 meters away from Susan. Susan giggled, and stopped for a moment to catch her breath. Her gaze went from Peter, to Lucy, to Edmund, and finally stopped on Peter. As soon as Peter saw Susan smiling deviously at him, he ran further into the woods.

He could hear her footsteps getting more and more distant; he was obviously faster than her. He stopped to rest behind a tree, and he could faintly hear Edmund and Lucy saying 'where'd they go?', but he stood still and waited to see if Susan was near. Everything was quiet, and he was panting long, deep breaths. About 45 seconds had passed, and he decided to move from the tree to see if Susan was getting any nearer. Mistake. As soon as Peter looked out, Susan ran up and tackled him onto the ground.

"Gotcha!" She yelled as she threw him to the ground. Peter was smiling and laughing, and looking up at Susan. A bit of hair had fallen onto her face, and Peter gently pushed it back behind her ear. After a couple more seconds, things had begun to get awkward between them. Susan was still on top of him, Peter's hands were still around her waist, and neither one of them were doing anything about it. Susan stared into Peter's eyes and kissed his bottom lip gently. When she separated from him, and wasn't told to stop or get off, she continued, only this time with more force. She moved her hands to the sides of his head, and began to kiss him passionately. She tilted her head to the side, and Peter followed. Peter wasn't thinking about anything, he was just focusing on the moment. He slid his hands on Susan's back, and squeezed Susan closer to him. Susan ran her fingers through his hair. She had always liked Peter, and this was the beginning of a wonderful and passionate love. The kiss was so intense, that before they could realize how much time had passed, they began to hear Edmund's and Lucy's voices more clearly. Susan jumped off Peter, but their eyes still locked. They both knew what had just happened, but as their two siblings came into the clearing, Susan acted as if she just tagged Peter.

"Well it's about time." Edmund said as he laughed and turned around.

"Susan you got him!" Said Lucy as she giggled, Susan also laughed. Edmund called from a couple meters away.

"It's time for our tutors." Lucy ran up to him, leaving her other two siblings. Susan and Peter walked back to the castle together…… though neither of them… spoke the whole way.

Peter woke up from his daydream from the smell of gasoline and the sound of a car driving into the stone driveway. He sat up, and saw the car which he hated most. He hated the scent, he hated the color, he hated the shape, and what he hated most was the person who drove it. Susan got out of the car, followed by a man around the age of 24. The man came around to where Susan was standing, and kissed her passionately so that she was slammed against the car door. Susan didn't laugh, didn't smile, and wasn't enjoying the kiss; but she was participating. Peter found himself getting white hot with anger, and when the two separated, he noticed that his knuckles were clenching the grass so tightly that his knuckles were white.

The man waved goodbye to Susan, and drove off. Peter lay back down, and stared up into the sky. He then felt something on his hand. He opened his eyes to find that Susan was sitting next to him. He looked into her eyes and began to forgive her. Susan looked down next to Peter, and he nodded. He knew she wanted to lie down; it was one of those unspoken communications.

Susan lay down next to Peter and sighed. They both looked up towards the sky, and Susan turned to smile at Peter. Peter continued to stare ahead.

"So, is that Tom?" Peter asked calmly. Susan shook her head.

"No… Peter, you know that was Andrew." Susan replied. Peter knew she was right; he just liked believing that none of those men meant anything to her.

"…But I don't think it'll work out." Susan said as she watched the clouds passed. After a couple moments of silence, Peter turned his head.

"Susan…you just bloody kissed the guy." Though it was true, they both knew that Peter only said that to make himself feel better. Susan sighed yet again.

"Fine Peter, but it still doesn't hide the fact that we both know we're only in it for the sex. Well he is anyway." This statement made Peter tense up at the thought of her sister having sex with a greasy 24 year old man, who was just using her for just that.

But "…Nice." --was all he could stammer out. Susan smiled, kissed Peter's cheek, and got up from the grass.

"I should go." Susan said as she gently brushed off herself. "I'm meeting Anna in an hour." Peter nodded.

But as Susan walked away, Peter took in a long, deep sigh and whispered.

"…Please…just stay with me."