Petra's POV

All I could do was stare into those stormy green eyes and feel my brother's grip become tightly around my collar.

" Do you really want to test my patience with you? " , Peter gritted his teeth.

I shook my head at him.

" Words, Petra! Words! " , he snapped.

" No, Pan. " , I quickly replied

" Pan? " , my brother raised his eyebrow.

" I meant Peter. No, Peter. " , I corrected myself.

He released me before watching me plop back on his bed. I placed my hands on my collar before slowly looking at my brother. I felt my eyes become watery.

" Of course, you are going to cry. It's like you females don't have any control over your stupid emotions. " , Peter complained. " Just suck it up, Petra. "

" Leave me alone! " , I snapped.

" All right. Then go ahead and cry. Cry your tears out to let everyone know how weak you are. " , Peter retorted.

" I'm not weak. " , I mumbled trying to hold back tears. " But I am sorry for lying to you, Peter. "

" Sorry isn't going to fix it. " , Peter sneered. " You know that I don't tolerate liars. "

" I apologized! What else do you want me to do? " , I exclaimed with frustration

" I want you to tell me why you kept the boy away from me. " , he demanded.

" Because I didn't want to bother you. " , I mumbled.

" Petra. " , he spoke in a warning tone.

" Because I didn't want you to hurt him. " , I confessed.

His eyes widened at my response before he furrowed his eyebrows.

" Do you...care for this boy's life? " , Peter asked me with narrowed eyes.

" Maybe. I mean he isn't a threat. " , I murmured.

" How did he arrive in Neverland? " , my brother gritted his teeth.

" Your shadow brought him here. " , I rolled my eyes.

" Why is he here? " , my brother asked sternly.

I stayed quiet. If I told my brother why Scott was really here, then who knows how Peter would react. I didn't want to get Scott in trouble.

" Answer the question. " , Peter demanded

I shook my head at him.

" Petra. " , Peter said in a warning tone.

" No. " , I replied coldly.

" If you don't answer the bloody question, then I'll...", he trailed off

" Punish me? " , I retorted. " Go ahead. "

If looks could kill, then I would six feet under the ground. My brother started twiching his head with clenched fists. I assumed that it was very, very annoyed. I knew going against my brother was wrong, but I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction that he wanted.

" PAN! ", a familar voice yelled from outside.

My brother snorted at me before walking towards his window and opening it. He stuck his head out and looked down below.

" What, Felix? ", Peter asked annoyed.

" Is the prisoner going to the cage tonight? ", he asked

" Yes. ", my brother replied

Then I saw him closing his window before he approached me. He leaned down to place his hands on the bed and be at my level. I was met with stormy green eyes and irritation written all over his face.

" Stay away from the prisoner. If I ever find out that you somehow communicate with that boy, then I will make the boy suffer during his punishment. Is that clear, Petra? ", my brother asked sternly.

" No, it's not clear to me. Your thick British accent is making it hard for me to undersand you. " , I replied sarcastically.

" You have the same accent, Petra. ", Peter snorted.

" I was being sarcastic. ", I clicked my tongue.

" Of course you were.", Peter rolled his eyes.

My brother then released me before pulling me forward before I could stumble backwards. I was able to balance myself so I was standing in front of Peter. I felt his hands cup my cheeks and looked into his eyes that changed back to his normal eyes.

" I need you to start respecting me, love. Not only that, but I was serious when I told you to stay away from that boy. " , he said.

" So...you are not mad at me? ", I asked him being unsure.

" Just a little bit, but I'm mostly disappointed in you. I know that I taught you better than to hide scerets from me and I expected more from you. It did hurt when you lied to me here and there because now I don't know if I can trust you with anything since you seem to have a mind of your own. ", Peter explained.

I slowly nodded as my response. My brother gave me a faint smile before he ruffled my hair and leaned down to only wrap his arms around me.

I didn't hug him back.

" I love you little one. ", he whispered softly.

I didn't say it back.

I heard Peter sigh before releasing his arms from around me. He kissed my forhead gently before looking at me. I avoided eye contact with him before walking past my brother. I placed my hand on the knob of the door and slowly twisted it which caused the door to open.

" I hope you understand, love. ", Peter said softly to me

" Yeah. I understand. ", I said quietly.

" Good for you. ", Peter nodded.

" I understand that I'm a disappointment to you. ", I whispered quietly

I closed the door behind me only to hear Peter calling for me. I left it at that before making my way out of Peter's treehouse and then walking along the dark forest. I shoved my hands into my pockets and bottled up the threatening tears from escaping.

I decided to do what my mind told me to do.

Help Scott escape from my brother.

A/N: Lots of tension. It's about to go down.

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