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Chapter 4: All for the love of you.
The night air was cold and Lucy sat in her room next to her open window thinking about her mother. She was now 19 years old and she never forgot the night her mother died in this very spot. She never saw any of her family from her mother's side; it just was not allowed as far as her father was concerned. One night not to long ago she tried sneaking out from school and making a run for her uncle Johns house, but the teacher caught her and her father never let her forget it. Lucy struggled with her feelings all the conflicting emotions she had regarding her past, her father had worn her down and made her feel unworthy of any love she received; which in turn made her question if her mother had even cared or if she had planned her death just to get away and leave her with her father.
"You're pathetic!" His words rang in Lucy's ears so much she could hardly take long enough to remember she had to breathe. Lucy looked up in to the night sky and a faint star sparkled in the distance. Never Land was what her mother had called it and she wondered if her mother really was looking down on her, with Peter. The floor boards creaked under the heavy boots of a certain man and for once Lucy found herself so afraid of what was to come, she couldn't take much of this and wanted everything to go away. But it never did…
Lucy stared up as the door handle turned and a dark figure stood in the door way. Lucy couldn't see his face but she knew it was him. He stumbled in tripping over a soft toy by the door. In his rage he kicked the toy across the floor so it hit the wall on the other side of the room knocking over a glass bowl in its path.
"Father please…" Lucy begged getting up and walking around the other side of her bed. He ignored her cries and made and dive for her across the bed but she moved back and he got up now even angrier than before shoving anything in his path out of the way. Cornering her she crouched down and held her knees tightly to her chest. Chris got closer and grabbed her arms standing her up and throwing her across on to the floor next to the glass bowl. In a panic Lucy grabbed the bowl and threw it across the room at him, it hit him across the head and the man fell to the floor at her feet. Lucy breathed hard and cried a little reaching out to touch him, but he did not move. In a panic Lucy got up and put on her long pink dress as it was the only thing she could lay her hands on straight the way and grabbed a hand full of clothes and toys shoving them all in to the bag. Standing up and walking over to him Lucy slowly bent down and touched his face, when he suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed her hand, she pulled hard and he slipped as he was getting up accidentally letting go of her hand. Lucy stood quickly grabbing her bag and running to the door…He followed chasing after her as she approached the front door; it was locked and she ran in to the kitchen going out the back door, he almost had her but she slipped out of his grasp running down the garden and out the back gate. He still followed her and she was just about at the tunnels end when he grabbed her from behind, his hand clasped tightly over mouth.
"You will NEVER EVER do this again I promise that!" He whispered and pinned her against the wall.
"Why are you doing this to me!" Lucy cried struggling in his grasp as he looked at her in the face. He didn't answer for it was not a question he knew the answer to. Chris had lost his mind and there was no going back. She reached down and felt inside her pocket pulling out a pen, she paused a moment and looked up at him as he struggled between his pride and his will. She saw the blood drip from his head and she wished she could have her perfect family life back again
"MOTHER COULD NEVER LOVE YOU, YOU'RE A MONSTER!" Lucy screamed and as hard as she could she swung her arm up in the air stabbing the pen as hard as she could in his arm. He screamed of course and let her go to remove the pen, this was her chance it was now or never…Lucy ran like she had never run before, she didn't stop for breath she just kept on going as fast as her legs would take her, she hadn't even picked up her bag that she dropped when her father caught her. Lucy didn't even know if he was following her she didn't look back she just ran for her life.
After an hour or so Lucy began to take slow shallow breaths and slowly she came to a stop in a nearby park. She had absolutely no idea where she was and she didn't really care. Sitting down on the bench she covered her arms as she felt the chill hit her full force. There was a storm brewing and Lucy thought it fitting for the evening. Her father had either lost her in the crowd or had simply not followed, she didn't know and she didn't care. She had no idea what she planned to do but she couldn't go to her uncle's house because she knew he would be able to find her and get her.
Lucy couldn't face anything anymore she wanted to get away, to feel loved and to be free from this prison world. She wrapped her arms around her tightly and cried silently. A woman old and messy, definitely a homeless woman peered around the tree and noticed the young girl sat on the bench she usually slept on. Coming silently up to her she sat down next to the young girl, Lucy flinched and moved across the bench a bit franticly drying her eyes.
"What is the matter child?" The elderly woman asked turning to her. Lucy looked up and sniffed a little
"I ran away from home…" Lucy tried not feeling like giving her life story out this evening. But the woman knew better and reached across touching the girls shoulder. Lucy didn't move though, her fear kept her trapped in her mind and her legs wouldn't move.
"Why on earth would you want to do that child?" The elderly woman asked looking on at her. Lucy felt the urge to tell her what had happened now and as she did the elderly eyes of this woman grew larger and more shocked than ever. Lucy told her about what her mother had said to her before she died and how Lucy whished she could go there and be safe. When Lucy finished there was a moment of silence between her and her elder counterpart.
"I can show you a way to Never Land child…" The woman said pausing before she carried on…
"But when you get there, you will come across many dangers one being your greatest fear…you must overcome that fear and only when you do will you be allowed to stay in Never Land. Be over come by your fear and you shall be trapped in that fear for eternity…"
Lucy looked on stunned, if she took up the offer and failed to overcome her fear she would have to face whatever fear that was for eternity and she wasn't sure if she could deal with that. But on the other hand if what her mother had told her was true, about her being in Never Land with Peter then she could help her over come that fear and she would no longer be trapped here in London. Lucy had decided and she looked up at the woman giving her a slight nod. The elderly woman took her hand and they stood up walking deeper in to the park and in to the forest of tree's and wild flowers. Suddenly they stopped and Lucy felt the stabbing pain of the branches and twigs stabbing her in the feet. The woman put her hands over Lucy's eyes,
"Close your eyes and think of Never Land…" The elderly woman spoke softly, removing her hands slowly away from her face. Lucy thought of the picture her mother had drawn for her and a warm feeling weld up inside of her stomach
"When shall I open my eyes?" Lucy asked but nobody responded. She did slowly and a flock of beautiful blue birds whooshed by her face almost knocking her over. The sky was pink, the birds were singing, Lucy was sure she could see water in the distance…Running out to it she ran in to the water and screamed with happiness, she was free.
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Wendy settled herself down on a rock; she had been here now for a few weeks and had settled in nicely to her new surroundings. But all the time etching at the back of her mind was the nagging feeling that she really badly wanted to see Peter and now she was starting to forget her daughter as well. Everything had gone wrong since the day she got here. Hook had been there but they hardly ever spoke, Wendy wanted time to think and consider what her options where before she got started on heading for Never Land. Lost in her thoughts as per usual a man stopped and sat down beside her, the silence between the two was terrible and Wendy wanted to get away but before she could he spoke…
"I'll take you back…" His voice low and strong willed. She looked at him with questions in her eyes not fully understanding what he had meant
"I don't need you to take me there I can do it alone…" Wendy replied looking at Hook before standing up and walking away. He turned and shouted to her
"The water is calm for now Wendy but know this…" He stood walking up to her and standing in front of her now still form
"I know these waters like the back of my hand, I'm not interested in Pan now and I too only want to get back to Never Land and see what became of my crew and my ship…You need me…" He finished, he wanted to go back to Never Land true but not for Pan, not anymore. She knew she needed him but she didn't want to admit it. She could ask the men of this tribe to take her back but that would be a burden for them. Looking up at him she saw his startling blue eyes and she had come to know him differently here than ever before.
"Promise me you'll leave when you get your ship back…" Wendy trailed hoping he would take the point. Even though that's what he wanted deep down he couldn't swear to it.
"I can't promise you anything Wendy and I'm not about to, should I find my ship sunk and my crew dead?" He queried the look in her eyes
"Just promise me that you won't hurt me or Peter or anyone then…"
"I promise you that one thing, as it is the farthest thing from my mind" He finished. She looked up at him once more before walking away.
"We leave at dawn…"
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Early the next morning Wendy and Hook gathered there belongings in to a small craft. The chief shook hands with Wendy and Hook before giving them brief directions in which to go in. Hook knew the way but he bit his bottom lip and let the chief tell him anyway. Wendy too was getting bored with the directions both of them where desperate to get back to Never Land more than anything now. When he finally finished Hook and Wendy jumped in to the boat and sat beside each other each one taking an oar and began to start rowing away. Hook obviously sat on the left and Wendy on the right.
After what seemed like hours and hours Wendy stopped rowing and held her right arm with her left hand.
"I'm tired let's stop for a few minuets…" Wendy asked rubbing her arm; it ached like fire burning inside trying to get out. Hook smiled and started to laugh a bit to himself
"What's so funny?" Wendy asked not seeing how her being tired could be that hilarious.
"It's the irony of it all…" He trailed obviously keeping the joke to himself. Wendy was in no laughing mood her memories of her daughter threatened to depart company and she was trying vaguely to remember every detail about her. When she found Peter, it would be the first thing she would ask him to do; to take her to see her daughter.
Hook by now had stopped laughing and looked up at the sky as the clouds thickened and everywhere started to fall black and dreary.
"Oh no…" He whispered taking his oar in his hand
"Wendy start rowing now!" Hook bellowed as if he would be on his ship still. Wendy didn't think she just did as she was told, now more than ever glad to be in the company of someone who was familiar with water situations. Wendy started rowing but the sea became rough and treacherous. Hook struggled to hold on to his oar and Wendy noted this reaching out her left hand to help him a little. The sea became erratic and dangerous even more and when a big wave hit them Wendy was pushed out of the boat. She pushed and kicked her legs as hard as she could but she wasn't moving; her foot had trapped around an old fish net that had probably been used and lost by the tribe they had just left. Hook maintained his balance and unintentionally reached out with his hook to grab the oar but then realised that was a no win situation, without Wendy he was stuck and would probably drown. As she fell off he had attempted to grab her but the waves where harder and he would have fallen out himself. She had not come up from the water and he shouted her name several times but no response.
Deciding the only thing he could do was go in him self, Hook took off his jacket and shirt as quickly as he could almost tearing them off. He reached towards the end of the boat trying to keep his balance and picked up the rope this was attached the boat and hanging in the water, they would use this rope to tie the boat to a post when they reached Never Land so they wouldn't loose the boat. He held on to it and dived in to the water, after all he really didn't want to loose the boat. Holding his breath he opened his eyes and looked around best he could, he saw her not to far away and swam hard to get to her. When he reached her he swung his hook across the netting she was trapped in and pushed her upward towards the ocean top. He swam too and soon both where at the top breathing hard for air. Wendy struggled but reached the boat and pulled herself up and in to it helping the Captain as best she could. When they were both in they attempted rowing again but both found it hard to hold on as they sailed in god knows which direction.
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Morning came soon and Wendy opened her eyes slowly not sure of how or when she had gone to sleep. She looked up from the back of the boat at the Captain and sat up a little. They where in the middle of nowhere…
"What happened?" Wendy asked coming across the boat to sit next to the Captain
"You got knocked back and hit your head on the boat knocking yourself out…" He trailed taking off his soaking wet shirt. She had to admit to herself he wasn't bad looking, she didn't fancy him but she couldn't complain. Looking around Wendy turned to him and touched his arm with the hook. He turned instantly to her and looked her in the eyes
"Thanks for saving my life last night…" She trailed taking away her hand and taking a hold of an oar…
"You're welcome…" He replied and left it at that. He had never been thanked for anything before and he liked it, not that he would ever let anyone know it.
"Which way are we going?" She asked looking up at him; he looked around and pointed in a direction. She nodded and they both started rowing again. She had to admit he didn't seem the hard man he always made himself out to be and she was glad he had found some peace with himself over Peter.
"Maybe this wont be so bad after all…" She trailed and carried on rowing.
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