Left Me Alone (A Peter Pan/ Robbie Kay Fanfic) *slow updates*

Chapter 1

~Seven Years Ago~

     I sit on the floor in my bedroom, playing with my dolls like I do everyday. Why do Barbies have such weird feet? I mean seriously they can only wear shoes with heels. Just imagine someone with a perfectly sculpted face, long legs and feet that are stuck in the most uncomfortable position you can think of. What would they do when they went to bed? But on the bright side they will always be ready to walk on freezing ground. My thoughts are interrupted by a loud sob coming from down the hallway. I quickly open my door and slowly walk down the hallway.

     "Mom?" I question "what's wrong? What happened?" 

     "She... she's ... g-gone" my mom choked out. Without anymore questions I bolt to Jordan's room.

     "Jordan? Jordan?!" I scream into the dark vacant bedroom. Her bed sheets are tosslyed. Her clothes are scattered on the floor. That's not like her. Her room is never a mess. I feel a breeze on my back. What? I turn around to see the window is wide open. Quickly closing it, I leave the room.

     "Come on mom" I slowly help her stand up. Not that it's much help with my stick like self. Laying my mom down in her bed, I go to our small kitchen. I fill a glass with water and take it to my mom. I sit down on the edge of her bed stroking her hair, trying to calm her. Ever since Dad  divorced her last month Jordan and I have been all that she has.

     "Morgan thank you." She mumbles. I swiftly nod my head. Shutting the door on the way out. I claps on my bed. I shouldn't have to deal with this. I'm in fourth grade for crying out loud! Having to take care of a fourty year old women was easier when Jorden was here to help me. Dad just had to leave! So what he wasn't in love with Mom anymore. That doesn't mean he has to move to this town somewhere in Maine and leave his kids! Why didn't he stay here? He could of watched us! He could of still helped us with our homework and all those other things fathers are supposed to do. The warm tears stream down my face. Maybe if I go to sleep I can escape this reality.

A/N: Worked on the spelling and spacing. Let me know if something is not spelled right. 1-16-16