Finding Neverland // Peter Pan X Reader (editing)

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I couldn't sleep last night, nothing new there, but I wish my eyes didn't give out so much, they make pretending so hard. What's the point of all these, why the hell am I here?

"Moooom!!!! Are you awake?" A groan left my lips as I turned over and faced Micheal.

"Depends, what is it?" He smiled his drowsy morning smile and ran over to me, giving me a kiss.

"I know you've been sad recently, but I don't know why... If it was me, I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you, I promise," This guy. My reason, I'm not leaving him. Or James, or Lucas. They only have me, just me.

"Come here," He lied down beside me, facing towards me as I pinched his chubby cheek. "You will never be the reason for my sadness. You and your brothers are the only sparks of happiness I have left, you three make me happy and that's what keeps me alive. So as long as I have you, I'm never sad."

"I love you, mommy," A smile spread over my face as I smothered him in kisses.

"Mum! Hahaha...muuuuum stooop!" I left one more kiss on his forehead and whispered those words. Words that mean the world to me.

"And I love you, little munchkin."

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"Ugh, why so much noise?" Damien whined from next to me as I continued folding kids' laundry.

"I think we're having another feast tonight," I responded shrugging my shoulders.

"Are you ditching as usual?" I hummed as agreement and stood up. "Where are you going?"

"I need to check up on the kids, they're unusually quiet," He rolled his eyes as I raised my eyebrow in question. "Yes?"

"You spoil them, they were independent before you and can be fine without anyone checking them every hour, plus you act like their mother, that's Wendy's job, not yours, she's supposed to do all this motherly shit, not you, so loosen it up and enjoy being here for once," He picked up the folded laundry and walked out of the bathroom.

He's right, I'm not their mother by blood but I'm so much more than Wendy has ever been. They're my kids and no one can tell me otherwise. No one but me.

I stormed out of the tent and walked towards the woods, maybe they went after their brothers.

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"Micheal! James! Lucas!" I've searched through almost the whole forest but couldn't catch a glimpse of any of them.

I walked a little bit further until the surrounding area became more and more familiar. I pushed the branch away and came face to face with my old hideout, my cave.

My feet carried me forward, walking in as my eyes darted around the place I once felt safe in.

The petals were lilac, falling gracefully from the ceiling, my bed still in the same place I left it two months ago, no dust on it which is quite weird, everything else looks abandoned, as if someone forgot about them. The little wooden table, something that looks like a tiny wardrobe, but is more likely a covered shelf, they look forgotten and it's true. I did forget them.

"Care to explain why you are here when you clearly should be preparing the feast?" His cold voice froze my blood, I couldn't move or talk, I just froze on the spot.

I heard him walking closer to me, stopping in front of my stiff form. His stone-cold eyes stared me down, as if scanning my body from head to toe, before shooting me a glare.

"Are you ignoring me?" I swallowed the lump in my throat and shook my head. This is the first time I stood face to face with him after...yeah, I am avoiding his lying ass.

"No, sir," He stepped back a little as if surprised I didn't snap at him like I used to, but I don't care.

"Sir?"

"My apologies, I should have addressed you as a leader, I'm very sorry," Fool. I am such a fool.

"No-" I looked down at my boots, no longer able to stare into his eyes. They haunt me enough in my sleep.

"Pardon me, I have to go back to the camp and help with the feast if you don't need anything leader, I'm gonna leave," I bowed my head and hurried out of that hell. Shit, I almost strangled him.

I ran back to the camp and straight to my tent, ignoring Felix, Damien, and Wendy as they called after me, I just need to be alone. Please don't follow me.

I curled up on my bed as the tears fell like a cascade down my face, wetting my pillow quickly.

"Mum?" I looked up with blurry eyes and saw the kids standing at the entrance, holding flowers.

"Mum, why are you crying?" I smiled a fake smile and sat up slowly.

"I'm f-fine sweetie, are those for me?" They nodded and gave me the flowers. "Thank you." I smelled them, lilies, my favorite kind. Reminds me of all of the times George used to leave them on my nightstand, I woke up to these every day.

"Mum, you said you were not sad, but you are," I wiped fresh tears away and giggled quietly.

"I told you, I'm not sad when I'm with you three, see you make me smile," I grinned at them and kissed their foreheads. "Thank you for the flowers, they're very beautiful."

They looked proud as if getting my favorite was an achievement.

Sound of a cough was heard as we all faced the entrance. I stopped breathing for a second until he spoke up.

"Can you three leave us for a minute, your mum and I have something to talk about," The boys nodded and left while smiling at me, they have no idea what's about to happen.

He told me not to get close to him and I did, maybe I had no idea he would be there but that doesn't matter, he's not pleased with all.

I placed the flowers next to me and I stood up.

Here goes nothing.