I'm back, I'm back.. Please don't kill me :/

I returned from vacation a while ago so I had to catch up with everyone here in Rome and yeah.. I lost track of this story!

But I'm back and ready to continue! I admit I have absolutely no clue where I'm going apart from some basic lines of endings and such.

So... bear with me here :)

Chapter 27: Monster

Third Person

Tinkerbelle had been brought to camp by Felix and another Lost Boy, as much as she protested against it.

"I don't understand what Pan wants from me. I've done nothing. I followed his orders." She told Felix, uselessly since he kept ignoring her. He preceded her, walking forwards. His face straight and unemotional. The other Lost Boy walked behind Tink, a spear pointed at her back.

They reached the camp round about the same time Pan returned, dragging Mya along with him.

"Take Mya to the tree trunk. Don't let her leave." He commanded one of the Lost Boys, as he left the girl and strode towards Felix. She glared at him as he left, and Felix thought if looks could kill, Pan would be lying dead on the floor right now. But then again, Peter was immortal. "And who do we have here?" The immortal boy raised an eyebrow at the fairy, who avoided his stare.

"Why am I here, Pan? I did everything you asked." Tinkerbelle inquired, annoyance was clear in her voice.

"Did you now?" Peter raised his eyebrow higher. "Because I have reason to believe that you contacted Mya."

Tinkerbelle frowned. "And what reason would that be?"

"She knew her father would return. And I wonder who could have told her that." His face hardened.

"I did not. But maybe she heard it directly from you. You're conversations with him," she referred to Felix, "are easily overheard."

"So you did eavesdrop." Peter smirked, knowing he found the culprit.

"I won't deny that. But I did not tell Mya anything." She swore.

"Then who did you tell? I doubt you kept the information all to yourself." He asked.

"Actually I did." Tink lied. "I had no means to tell anyone."

Peter did not look convinced, but he wasn't interested in knowing any more. He nodded at Felix, who understood, and dragged Tinkerbelle away.

"Let me go!" She complained, trying to loosen Felix's grip.

"I'm afraid I can't." Peter grinned. "You should learn not to eavesdrop. It's incredibly rude." He sounded like a father, scolding his child, except there was a lot more wickedness in his voice.

"Monster." She muttered under her breath, not audible enough for anyone to hear. Anyone apart from Pan. And that was her intention anyways.

Mya's P.O.V

I wasn't mad. Nope, not at all.

I was bloody furious!

How dare he kidnap me again. And forbid me to see my father? He had no right to do that.

We hadn't exactly had a conversation on the way back to camp. It was mostly me, insulting him, and him just ignoring me and covering my mouth when the screams got too loud.

I hated him.

I wasn't sure I was capable of hating anyone so much but he managed to make me.

I couldn't believe I had been so blind as to actually believe he was honest all those times he was with me.

That wasn't him. That was never him.

He was this- This monster.

I was now lying on my back on the floor, staring up at the ceiling.

There was nothing more interesting to do.

And I couldn't help but depress myself with thoughts such as "I'm never going to get out of here" and "even if I try, I'll die as soon as I step off the island" or "I'm going to have to see that asshole's face everyday and restrain myself from punching it." I believe the last one was the worst.

But then again, why should I have to restrain myself? I might as well punch him. I've got nothing left to loose.

"Well, well." I jumped up from the floor. And scowled at the face before me. "It seems I underestimated your lying skills." He moved towards me.

"I'd say 'I told you so' but..." I trailed off, letting him move closer before I slapped him right across the face. "Your lying trumps mine, big time."

His hand went to his newly-slapped cheek, for the surprise rather than the pain. "When have I lied?" I was tempted to slap him again. In the face. With a chair.

"When have you not?" I exclaimed, and before he could answer I added a few examples: "How about the time you told my father to go search for a boy who still wasn't alive yet? Or when you told me you had no news about my father when you actually did. But my personal favorite is how you pretend to care about me, when it's absolutely clear you don't."

"But I do." He took another step forward. "I never lied about that."

"You have a funny way of showing it." I scoffed, keeping my distance. "Is that why you keep pushing me around, trying to control me? God, you won't even let me see my father!" I cried, my hand went through my hair, pulling it slightly. I found that applying pain in hair-pulling delayed the tears that were bound to form.

"If I do, will you ever return to me?" He sounded honestly concerned. But I knew better than to believe him.

"I doubt I'll have much of a choice since I can't leave this freakin' island! Or have you forgotten that fun time when you poisoned me?" I spat out.

"It was just a precaution. I couldn't have you leaving." He made it sound so reasonable. Like it was a normal thing to do. Well, news flash, it wasn't.

"And what if I did, huh? Why would you even care? You obviously don't need me for my heart, so what is it?" I demanded, glaring up at him.

He didn't return my gaze, he avoided it. Looking elsewhere, he replied. "It's because..." He bit his lip, and his eyes kept roaming around, as if the answer was written somewhere in this room, but he didn't know where yet.

"Because what?" I asked once more, my voice louder.

"Because I love you!" He shouted back. Those words clearly new to him. I never thought I'd hear him say them. I never imagined I was the one he'd say them to.

I blinked, slightly shocked. Both by the words and the anger in his voice. Almost as if it pained him to say them. I'm sure it did.

Recovering from the shock, I tried to change my expression into a harder one. "Well," I started, "I'm sorry to hear that. Because I hate you." I could have sworn I saw disappointment in his face, but he removed it immediately, replacing it with a smirk.

"You don't mean that." Was he trying to convince me, or himself?

"I do." I sounded sure, but I wasn't sure I was. Not really. I knew I detested him for what he did. But did I really hate hate him? If I didn't, I should have. It didn't matter that he claimed to love me, real or not, (though I'd strive for 'not real' since anything that comes out of his mouth is a lie) everything he did to me was proof enough that he was never going to be the person I thought he was. It just took some time for me to realize. And it might take some time for me to hate him. But I will.

"There's a fine line between love and hate." He spoke wisely.

"Do you really think, after everything you've done, I could sink so low as to love you?" I raised my eyebrows at him. I spoke calmly, letting every word sting.

And by the look on his face, they had the desired effect.

And yet, his smirk returned shortly. "You'll change your mind." He grinned. "As you said, you can't leave this island. And I'm not going anywhere." And with those words, he left. Leaving me to stare at his back as he did. Wishing I had a knife to throw at it.

And the tears I had held inside started to escape. There was no point in resisting now.

I let myself shrink on the ground and, hugging my legs closer to my body, I let my head fall between them.

And then... I cried.

Mmmmh so he said he loved her... *ignore the awkwardness in which I wrote that*

i don't know why but I hate writing scenes like that.. I don't know why haha :) it makes me uncomfortable.. I just hope it's... readable. BUT is it TRUE? DUNN DUNN hehe...

AND WHATS GONNA HAPPEN TO TINK AND HOOK? :O let me know what you think in the reviews!

And I feel so sorry for Mya.. I know I'm making her cry a lot and she's not a very cryish(?) character but cmon, Peter's an ass, she can't see her father who Peter will probably kill, and she can't leave the island or she'll die. I think that's more than enough reasons to cry a little. So yeah..

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