Neverland. It's back to normal. The evilness and hurt of the island brought back all of these nightmares I had once lived. All the torture I had encounter from Pan when he was the evil shadow fell back into my body as if I was being stabbed. "At least it's not icy anymore," Jake breaks my concentration.
I nod my head in agreement before I could start a sentence. "So when did you learn to shoot arrows," he asked to break the silence. "About a month after everything went down, Snow White and Regina thought I should learn how to shoot them. I'm actually pretty good at it," I force a smile.
We sit in silence for another couple of minutes before the silence is fallen apart by me. "Why couldn't you just save him," I yell-ask him. "
"Because I'm not his true love am I," he says matter-of-factly. I stick my tongue out as if I was a child.
"Hello people," a devilish, naive voice shrivels through my spine. I recognize the voice as someone I loved and still did. "Well if it isn't Peter Pan," I say to match his naiveness. "Acelina Mills or is it Acelina Jones," he asks, with more naiveness. I stare with grudge.
"What do you want?" I ask with such an angry tone.
"Nothing yet," he smirks showing his beautiful white teeth. Snap out of it, Ace!
He disappears into the forest as Jake and I sit on the log next to the forest.
"What did he mean by that," I look at Jake for answers, but his eyes show no information. "All I know is that everyone is evil and the primitives live here," he tells.
Who are these Primitives? Why were they so important? "I need to go clear my head for a minute," I assure him before walking towards the forest.
When Pan was talking to us, all I could see in his eyes were an ocean of black evilness with a hint of love trying to force its way through. All I could feel here was the terrible things that happened to me. I felt the hate I had for the island rush through my body as if my veins were trying to pop and get me out of my misery.
"Ace are you okay," my focus is broken by Jake's voice asking me a question. "Yea I'm fine. Why do you ask," I reply. "You stopped in the middle of your tracks before you could actually go in the forest and hide behind the trees," he explains his worries.
"So who exactly are the Primitives," I ask. "A group of Pan's old lost boys. They turned on him once they knew he had tried to save you," he says.
"They should've known he was going to. I was his significant other," I explain.
"They didn't understand that," he reassure me. "They Were some stupid lost boys then," I giggle. He laughs with me.
But all I could think about was how could I get Pan's attention again?