y/n pov
I'm going crazy.
He's kept me in here for god knows how long.
I've apologized.
I've said I would never try to leave again.
Why won't he let me out?
It seems that these four walls are getting smaller with each passing second.
Time is getting to be a very blurry thing.
I can't tell how long it's been.
When will it be over?
***
As I'm lost in my thoughts, I realize that I am no longer alone. I can feel the hairs on the back of my neck standing on edge, and my arms and legs all of the sudden get goosebumps. He's here.
"Hello love" he says to me from behind.
I don't reply, I don't even turn around.
Before i know it, he's right in front of me. But I still don't look at him, I stare defiantly at his chest. He grabs my chin and brings my face up so that I'm looking into his eyes.
"How is my favorite lost girl?" he asks.
"I'm your only lost girl" I whisper back.
"Touche" he chuckles.
Nothing is said for the next couple of minutes.
"Why am I still here?" I ask all of the sudden. I see something flash across his eyes, but I can't quite identify it. He soon smirks at me and says-
"Well, I wouldn't want my only lost girl leaving, now would I?" he asked me, raising an eyebrow.
"Pan, I already told you I wouldn't try to leave." I say, my voice laced with helplessness.
"Now how can we be sure of that? I don't know about you y/n, but I don't like taking my chances" He says back. Ugh.
Out of the blue, I had an amazing epiphany.
"What if you set a spell on me, that would limit where I can and can't go!" I asked hopefully.
He took a second to consider that, and looked as if he was weighing out the pros and cons.
"That could work..." he says, as if he was unsure. And my hope rises.
"I'll be back" he said and disappears.
***
I open my eyes.
I'm not in the room.
I'm in a bed.
When I turn my head, I jump and gasp, as I see the devil himself, laying down next to me. Wow. It's been a long time since I've been in this situation
He was sleeping.
I could leave.
I just had to be quiet.
I slowly got up from the bed. Before, I could get my feet off of the bed, I was pushed down back to the bed.
What?
I tried to get up again, but the same force pushed pushed me back down next to Pan.
"Having trouble love" I hear from my left.
Oh my goodness.
I slowly turn my head, slowly, my heart pounding out of my chest. I see him , smirking at me. His eyes are twinkling with amusement.
"What's happening?" I whimper.
"I took your suggestion into account, you can't leave me now." he said smiling.
"I know, but I can't even get up" I whisper.
"That's because you were trying to leave me" he said, and his eyes start darkening.
"W-what do you mean."
"you can't leave my presence" he says.
"No" I whisper.
"Yes" he whispers back, and wraps his arms around me.
I start to hyperventilate as he does so.
"Now you can't leave me", he says once more and kisses the top of my head.
"NOOO"! I scream.
He just chuckles and continues to hold me in his arms.
"Never again" he whispers.
A/N this was my first imagine, hope you like it!
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