Death's puppet

Happy Ending? (Part 1)

Abigail's POV:

When we were just kids, mom would read me and Mason some bedtime stories, about prince and princesses; Snow white, Cinderella, Sleeping beauty and of so many more fair ladies in a faraway land, somewhere born noble while others married to one because of their good nature. Each one had a different background, a different villain and would go through different hardships but one this that was common in each and every story was, they all had their happy ending.

One day just like any other, mom tucked us in the bed and picked a book and started the story,"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful little princess,  her name was..."  but Mason interrupted her and asked," Cinderella? Snow white? Aurora? Ariel?  Mom, we've heard it all. We get it they married their prince! HAPPY EVER AFTER! Tell us something different today!"

I didn't want to hear different, I liked our daily routine, a little sadness, and hardship, then true love's kiss and a happy ending, that was perfect but before I could say anything mom replied, "Okay  let's do something different today."

So she kept the book in her hand aside and from the bottom shelf's farthest corner picked a book named 'Peter Pan'. She turned the page and started reading from it, "Once upon a time there was a simple girl named, Wendy Darling. She had two brothers; John and Michael Darling. They with their mother and father lived on their simple little home. Mrs.Mary Darling, their mother would tell them a bedtime story every night, just like your mother." mom said and smiled then continued, "One night after tucking her children in Mrs.Darling was listening to the radio when there was a loud thump on her window. When she come to check, she found nothing there and resumed her work, blaming the wind. But whatever hit her window was no wind, it was a mischevious little boy named, Peter Pan. He was a magical little boy for he could fly and never age."

"Wow, Fly and never age? That's some super power I want" Mason interrupted again.

"Shhh!" I told Mason with a finger on my mouth and he kept quite for then.

"Now, Peter was someone who always caused trouble and with his partner, Tinkerbell, they were impossible to handle. From stealing to annoying people by throwing their hats away on streets, they'd do anything that thrilled them. But that day Peter was the one who was in trouble. His rebellious shadow had flown away from him and chasing it he got slammed into another window. This one was of the Wendy and her brother's room. The sound woke Wendy up and she went around her room looking for it..."

Knock! Knock! 

Someone knocked at the door. I opened my eyes and felt my face with my hands expecting to feel wet tears that my mother's memory brought me but there was no single drop. I took my hand to my chest and tried to feel the ache but there was none, numb, that's all I felt. As if my body had stopped processing emotions anymore. So I closed my eyes again trying to remember her stories.

"...Wendy was about to give up and go back to bed when she came face to face with the most gorgeous boy she has ever seen, slightly rugged golden brown hair, baby blue eyes and an arrogant smirk that refused to leave his face..." Maybe not my mother's exact words but that's how I used to picture him.

Knock knock! 

There was another knock at the door and that time I got up to open it.

And there he was leaning on the door frame, the most gorgeous person I'd ever seen, messed mud blonde hair and beautiful sky blue eyes, and his lips curved up to an almost smile. On one hand he was carrying a cup and on the other was a rectangular box.

" 'Boo!' Peter said and Wendy fell back on her bed. She tried to scream but he covered her mouth with his hand, 'Shh, you'll wake someone! I'm just looking for my shadow.' Wendy was about to ask something but a dark hovering figure on the ceiling stopped her from even forming a sentence. Peter flew up high and caught the faceless figure and tried to squeezed it back in his body but couldn't do so..."

"John sent you a gift, a dress for you to wear on your date." he said as he extended the box towards me and as I tried to hold it, I hit his cup, it tilted and hot coffee fell on his other hand and on my gift.

"Shit, I'm sorry!" I screamed and tried to get his hand but he took it away from me, he didn't even scream or show any sign of pain but said, "I can do it myself!"

" 'Maybe I can help?' Wendy said as she dug up some needles and thread from her drawer and came to Peter to sew his shadow to him. 'You'll hurt me. Do you know how to use that?' he asked for he didn't know that Wendy could do all the chores with perfection. 'I promise it won't hurt!' she replied and sewed the shadow on peter. Not believing his eyes Peter got up, jumping and flying. 'You can fly?' asked Wendy and 'Yes and you can sew!' Peter replied checking the place where Wendy had sewed his shadow to him. Then he stepped down and bowed to her and asked, 'What's your name?'..."

I hurriedly made a small cut on my thumb and did the healing spell and his pain went away, or at least, I think so, for he never showed any pain. "Wow you are good at masking emotions!" I said mocking him. "And you are good and spells, like really good." he said and I think he meant It genuinely. 

"I'm Jake!" he said as he held out his hand for me.

"Abigail" I replied and shook his hand.

" 'Wendy Darling and you are?' Wendy asked and extended her hand for him to shake, he said, 'I'm Peter pan' and was about to take her hand but little Tinkerbell flew in and slapped it away, 'And I'm Tinkerbell'..."

"O my god! What am I gonna wear now?" I asked myself as I looked down to the coffee dripping box, "What am I gonna wear?"

" 'And we are Micheal and John,' came a voice from behind them, now her brothers were awake too. Peter ignored them, then pushed Tink aside and said, 'You should come with us!' Surprised by that but already mesmerized by Peter's charm she asked, 'To where and why?'. 'To Neverland, You can sew and do chores? You can tell stories, come to Neverland with me to be a mother to my boys, the Lost Boys, children who were lost, they have no-one to make them food, tuck them in at night or tell them stories! Your brothers can come along!'..."

  "I've seen a dress just like the one John brought for you. I can show you, it will take less than a minute if you want it." Jake said and I did need that dress so I couldn't say no.

" 'Let's go to Neverland, Wendy'..."

"Wanna go?"

Hey, guys? This chapter might be a bit confusing so to make it a little less confusing I've written Abigail's flashbacks in Italics and the current happening event in normal style. Enjoy!