My Crazy Messed Up Life
"We set up camp here, and I don't care how tired you may be, you're going to help us set up." Emma commands us all. It wasn't much of a camp, but I guess it was the best we'd be able to find. It was a small cleared out area in the woods that was covered and surrounded by trees. "And that includes you Regina."
"I'll collect firewood." I state bluntly wanting to get into the woods.
"I'll come with you!" Snow volunteers.
"No, no. I'd really rather go alone." I say, trying to persuade her to stay back at camp.
"Are you sure, because I'd be very willing to come along," She tells me with a smile.
"I'm sure, I just need some time alone to clear my head and think about everything." I tell her. I mean I was only half lying; the other half was the truth.
"Okay, be safe." She says with a motherly tone. I walked out of the campsite, with my arrows strung over my shoulder and into the woods. The leaves crunched under my feet as I made my through the forest, ducking under branches, and picking up sticks we could use.
I knew he'd come, I'd known that from the start. But we really did need firewood, so why not use the time to do something productive. I snapped twigs in half, and tried to ignore the fact that he was already here.
"I know you're here." I state, not caring enough to look behind me as I continued to pick up sticks from the muddy ground.
"I wasn't hiding." He says jumping down from a tree branch to walk towards me.
"Oh so you were just casually stalking me?" I ask, turning on my heel to face him. "Why are you here, anyway?" I ask him, my words forced.
"To talk, about certain things that you've started," He tells me, stepping closer every second. If he was trying to make me uncomfortable, it was certainly working. "Did I not tell you to play by my rules?"
"Oh you did, but you of all people should know that I don't follow any rules." I tell him, walking through the woods, trying to put as much space between me and him as possible. I continued on collecting wood off the ground, trying to ignore him.
"Except there is one problem with that idea, I have Neal. I can kill him, and if you're not careful I will." He threatens me.
"And what will that do? Seriously, it'll get you nowhere. Not only do we have two psycho mothers who want their son back, but we have a girl who loves him, a father who will do anything to get his son back, Snow, Charming, and me. If you do kill him, you'll just speed up the process of your own death. I can assure you that you even hurt him, you'll be dead." I say, clenching my jaw.
"Is that a threat?" He asks, raising an eyebrow in question.
"Well I've received plenty from you in the past week, so I thought I should return the favor." I tell him, turning around to send him a smirk.
"Look, I don't know what game you're trying to play, but I can guarantee you're not going to win. And what you said about not killing Neal...I think that's some advice I won't listen to." He says, making me turn to face him. My anger was at a boiling point, my eyes widening questioning what he had just said.
"You're choice, but let me tell you that this is one game that you won't win." I stammer, sending a glare his way. His eyes were cold, as if they were staring right through me, and didn't really see me standing right there in front of him. And with that he disappeared into the night.
Why was my life so complicated? I mean every girl's life is complicated enough but mine, my life is like a freaking bomb exploded every day. Everyday there is some new kind of insanity, something else explodes in our faces, and I can't help but think that all of it is my fault.
These are the thoughts that ran throughout my head as I made my way through camp. I mean how much simpler would every body's life be without me. It'd be calm, and a hell of a lot simpler.
I was back at camp, staring into the flames of the fire I had made, the flares reflecting off my eyes. Everyone else was asleep, or so I thought. I wasn't going to be able to fall asleep, in Neverland I was always on guard, and never let it down. Anything could happen; I could ever get killed in my sleep or something bizarre like that!
"Hey, you okay?" A voice asks from behind. I turn from the warmth of the fire to see Snow. She was always concerned, and I couldn't blame her, she'd practically been my mother for five years. I told her pretty much everything back in Storybrooke. But that was when my life wasn't a complete wreck.
I shrugged, turning my head back to the fire. I'd been lying about my life for so long, and I couldn't handle it. I couldn't keep my entire life's story bottled up inside or I might literally explode.
"I didn't really have to ask that question." She says as she sits down next to me. "I know you're upset and...I know you're lying." She says.
"Lying about what?" I ask keeping my eyes on the flames in front of me.
"I don't know that much, but I do know you've changed. And it's about this island, Neverland. You never told me about your past. The only thing you did tell me was that you were a lost orphan left in the Enchanted Forest. But I never knew what happened after that, and I can't help but think it has something to do with this place."
"Why do you think that?" I ask, trying not to let my voice waver.
"Pan isn't as good of a liar as he may think. You've been tense ever since you arrived, you knew things about this island that none of us would have, and you seem to have some sort of relationship with Pan. And so far, I'm stuck on enemies or love." She says, causing my eyes to water. I had to tell her, I needed to tell someone.
"What do you want to know?" I ask her, brushing the hair of my face, and taking a deep breath.
"As much as you're willing to tell me,"
And from there I told her everything. Why? I have no idea. Maybe because of everything I've gone through. Or maybe it was because I've kept it bottled up for so long. Trust me, no one else could hear us, I cast a spell. I wasn't exposing my whole life's story to everyone, just to Snow.
"I can honestly say, that's not what I expected." She stammers, one I had finished my rant. My eyes were watery and filled with tears I was unwilling to shed.
"I know my life's messed up." I say, putting my head in my hands, and bringing my knees to my chest.
"Just as messed up as all of ours," She laughs attempting to lift my spirits. "You should get some sleep, we are doing a lot tomorrow." She tells me.
"And Haven...I know love when I see it."
(A/N: I hope you liked that Chapter!!! I thought that I wouldn't have time, but I did so here's the chapter! I have midterms this week, so I probably won't update during the week, but then again when do I even upload on week days? Thank you sooo much for all the reads, votes, and comments!!!! I'm thinking that there will be 3 to 4 chapters left, and a sequel afterwards. And I promise you the ending will be intense!! You know what I realized today, well one of my friends knows I write, and she wants to read it, but I'll never let her. Don't ask why, I'm weird like that, well no one knows I post it on wattpad, so they just assume I like keep it locked on my computer or something. But the only time I'll allow them to read anything I write is when I die, so yeah.
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