Peter pan and the lost boys. Neverland and hook, these were stories of my childhood. This was a story I always felt was true, a story I have always believed in. When I was a child I would pretend to be Wendy. I would wear my lovely satin nightgown and just stare up at the stars waiting to be whisked away by none other than Peter Pan.
I dreamt of flying high up in the sky and reaching up and touching clouds. Hovering over the glorious sights of London.
That was then. That was when dreams were real and reality did not ruin every ounce of hope you've ever had.
Now I'm here sitting in a pub talking to a woman I barely know.
"Not to offend you or anything but why on earth did your parents name you "tink"?"
I couldn't help but ask the origin of such an odd name. Was it short for something? If so what name would possibly be shortened into "Tink"?
She just stared at me, as if expecting a welcome or an I missed you. She stared at me as if she has known me all my life and I didn't even know.
She just gave me a smile, a smile showing how disappointed and hurt she was. I didn't understand. I felt so left out and clueless.
"Yeah, what were they thinking." A soft chuckle came out of her lips as she slowly reached for her drink.
I couldn't take the sadness streaming out from her eyes. The only sadness I could take was mine and I barely got through it. I didn't think twice, I took her hand, paid for the drinks and lead her out of the pub
"Hey! Wha- What do you think you're doing! I haven't even finished my drink yet!" She called out as I ran through the crowd of people with her hand in mine.
I just ran and ran not even looking back. I lead her to the only place I knew would cheer me up no matter what.
The only place that was worth going to, the only place that was worth remembering.
I stopped. I let go of her hand and stared at the sight in front of me.
"What in bloody hells name did you think you were doing dragging me out of the pub?!"
She kept ranting for what seemed like hours then came silence. She saw the view. She saw my tree…
A/N:
I apologize to all the readers for such slow updates, also for this short chapter. I really do hope that you like it though.