Jane

I kneel down in front of the cold stone block, the mud and grass digging into my knees as my school uniform ruffles in the wind. I hold my breath, tracing the words on the stone lightly with my fingertips. Rain starts sprinkling down on me, the sky erupting with noise as I sit in front of my mother's grave. I cough back tears as I stare at the grave. So simple… she deserves so much more. She deserves to be remembered for all of the good things she did for people and the smiles she brought to everyone's faces. It felt like she could walk up behind me at any moment, wipe away my tears, and hold me close while telling another tale about Peter Pan. But now… now she's gone. I'll never see her again. My chest erupts with heart break. Why? She promised me! My cheeks flush with anger as I sob into my hands.

Footsteps squish behind me. I turn my head quickly behind me but I don't see anything. I turn back to the grave only to be interrupted by heavy breathing. "Danny?" I call into the rain. No one answers. I scan the thin vegetation that lines the graveyard but nothing appears out of the ordinary. "Danny? It's okay." I try to coax him out.

I sigh, getting off of the sopping ground to go look for my little brother. If anyone took my mother's death hard, Danny is the one that just couldn't handle it. The little boy has torn everything apart in his room and refuses to hear a single bed time story from either me or my father. Of course, that's when dad received another blow to his heart and turned his love to a brown bottle of whiskey. I never see him sober anymore.

"Jane?" I jump, pulling out of my thoughts quickly. The voice calling me wasn't Danny's, and suddenly, I was afraid to turn around. "J-Jane?" the voice sounded just as scared. "Why are you here?" I turn around, my eyes going wide. I look the boy standing in front of me. He dressed in green from head to toe, and his auburn hair is flattened to his forehead as he rings his hat in his hands nervously. A little fairy is perched on his shoulder with her hands folded carefully. "Jane?"

"My mother… Wendy," I choke on my words. He casts his brown eyes down, knowing what I'm about to say. I stand there, not knowing what else to do. I move my hands, but I can't think of any words to say to him. "She's gone Peter… she's just gone!" Without thinking, I start sobbing again. Peter looks at me, a little startled. I barely make out Tinkerbell stand on Peter's shoulder through my blurry vision. She whispers something in his ear and he nods.

Peter takes a step towards me; I look at him, not sure if he's going to say anything or not. He looks like he wants to cry himself, but he won't let it happen. Suddenly, he has his arms around my waist and his head on my shoulder. His shoulder shakes and despite the fact that I'm already soaking wet, I feel hot tears soak into the shoulder of my school jacket.

I hesitantly hug him back, squeezing him against me. I press my cheek into his chest and cry. I can hear the steady thumping of his heart. I sigh. He's alive… My mother is dead but the hero of my childhood Peter Pan is alive.

Peter pulls away from me, looking me straight in the eye. His cheeks are flushed and the grime that usually covers his features are cut through with clean tears. "Come to Neverland with me," he says. I gulp, almost knowing that this was coming.

"I can't," I tell him.

"Why not?" his voice leaks with desperation as he looks at me. He squeezes my shoulders, not willing to let go.

"I can't leave Danny," I tell him. "I can't imagine my dad even noticing if I leave anymore. I-I'm sure he'd enjoy the peace really. All he does is drink anymore. Adults are so… so breakable."

"Danny can come with us," he says quickly. When I don't answer Peter sighs. "Jane, I don't think you understand. I need you. I'm not happy without you and with Wendy gone… I don't think I can survive alone in Neverland with just me and the lost boys. I need a girl to… to liven things up. To make things brighter. I can't even fly anymore… and I think if you say no one more time I might as well lay beside Wendy and die myself."

"Don't do that," I croak. "Peter, if you were to go away I would lose two things I love. I don't think I could even cope. You helped me find myself in Neverland… I was a kid again and I learned how to live. But now I've lost my mom and I have to be grown up."

"Then don't say no," Peter says. I watch Tinkerbell nod from his shoulder. "Go back to where it all began. Be with me and the lost boys and Danny and live. Be happy with me."

I slowly nod. Peter takes my hand. I half expect him to take off into flight but instead we slowly walk across the graveyard hand in hand in complete silence.

~Sorry it's so short! I'm trying to get back in the hang of this story! Hope you all like it and reviews are greatly appreciated :D