Alice In Wonderland Fan Fiction ❯ Twisted Fantasy ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Matthew shook his head slowly. "I'm afraid that's not possible, Alice." Though the drugs were having little effect, at least she wasn't dead yet. That was a hopeful sign.

She held her rabbit tightly in her hand, as if strangling it. "I will not play your game anymore, Mr. Hatter. You will not like the outcome," she said darkly.

"Alice, I have given you more freedom than any of my other patients. Please, do not make me get the jacket for you."

"I am not crazy!" she screamed. "I just need time damn it! And you are stealing it from me with those stupid drugs!" She started to pace. "I am not crazy! I was there! I saw it! You were there, Mr. Cat was there...the White Rabbit...the murderous Queen...I remember it all!"

"Tell me about the Queen, Alice," he asked suddenly. his voice was soft yet controlling as he sat down on her bed.

"No! I won't talk anymore, not to you not to anyone until you stop giving me the medication!" she yelled. "I will go silent again!" She went silent when she first got here, mumbling to herself and not acknowledging people around her. It was Matthew who got her to talk because he looked like the Mad Hatter. And she only speaks to the nurse because he looks like the Cat.

He sighed. "Very well," he told her after a moment's thought. "One night. One night without your medication. Tomorrow...." He stopped again. "The next day you will return to taking your medication."

"No..." she said turning her back to him. "It doesn't do anything anyways. You suck at playing doctor. Pretend was never your forte."

Once more she was possibly correct. "Maybe. Maybe not. The fact remains that you are in my home; and you shall do as I say."

"This is not your home and you know it," she snapped. "Where are the tea glasses? The cakes? The mirrors? Where is the door mouse? Where are the songs and laughs?" Her voice drifted off sadly. Walking to the window, she grabbed the bars and peered out. It was foggy. "You use to know me so well...we use to have such fun..." she whispered. "You protected me from the Queen and wiped my tears when I felt lost." She looked at her rabbit. "Now...everything has changed. Mr. Cat only comes when I'm sleeping and the White Rabbit has gone silent. Mirrors won't let me pass through and you...you are just plain mad...there is no in between anymore. And you don't understand me in the least. I have grown to despise your visits...you only come to order me and drug me...you never stay for tea or talk to me of our adventures." Silent tears rolled down her cheeks as she stared hard at her rabbit. "I'm fading away...I can feel it. And you don't even care anymore."

Matthew was silent. Mentally he was taking inventory of what they in stock in the kitchen. Without a word, he left Alice there to cry alone. Going to the kitchen, he looked at 'Mr. Cat'. "Do you know how to fix tea?"

The nurse looked at him with a grin. "I'm English. Of course I do."

"Fix some tea and cakes," he sighed.

"For Alice?"

There was another pause as Matthew sighed. "She needs to take her medicine, but she needs to open up as well. I figure if I compromise, maybe she'll be more willing to my experiments."

The nurse danced around whimsically, fixing the stuff which Matthew had ordered. Once everything was prepared he put it on a tray and handed it to him. "You will want to add two lumps of sugar, milk, and honey to yours."

"How do you know what I'd like in my tea?"

"Because, you taste sweet. So you'll want your tea to taste sweet," he smirked.

Matthew fixed his glasses and sighed. "Very well then." He didn't ask how the nurse knew how he tasted. Grabbing the tray, he started back to Alice's room.

Alice glared at her rabbit. "This is all your fault. If you would just speak to me Mr. Hatter wouldn't be acting so oddly and Mr. Cat would come visit," she snapped. She threw him across the room and instantly regretted it. She rushed to the rabbit and picked it up, holding it lovingly. "I'm sorry, White Rabbit. I didn't mean to hurt you."

Matthew rolled his eyes as he saw her holding her rabbit. "I've brought you tea, Alice," he told her, trying to keep his voice as whimsical as one of his mental state could.

Alice looked at him and the tray. She walked over to him and stared at the cakes and tea then looked him in the eyes. "Have you changed your mind?"

"I have decided that a compromise is in order." He motioned to the tea and cakes.

"Compromise? You never compromise..." she said but took two small cakes. She sat on her bed, giving one cake to her rabbit and biting into another.

"Yes, well, I'm feeling slightly mad. So I think a compromise might be best. You may stay off your medicine so long as I think that it's not causing you harm." He poured two glasses of tea, one for himself and one for her. He did as the nurse suggested and put the ingredients in his tea to make it sweet.

Alice smiled. "I knew you would come around. You always do. Usually you pout a bit but this is nice," she said and took her tea. "It's almost the same. Just without the door mouse and music."

"Yes, well, I doubt either will be appearing." He took a sip of his tea, surprised to find that it actually didn't taste that bad at all. It was actually rather good. "So, tell me of the Red Queen."

Alice shrugged. "She beautiful. Very beautiful. And ageless. She lives forever and never grows old. She rules Wonderland, but of course you know that. Though she is beautiful, she is very cruel. She likes things red...dark red, like blood. She likes to play games but she often cheats and the loser always dies in the end. I was the only one to beat her...but that was because of Mr. Cat. He distracted her and I won. Ever since then, she's tried to kill me." Alice took another cake. She looked at her rabbit and sighed. "Jeeze, you won't eat either? It's your favorite!" She turned back to Matthew. "The Queen has a thing for you. She has always wanted to keep you, but you despise her greatly and often play tricks on her. It's another reason why she hates me. Because I have you and she doesn't."

"You have me?" He was curious what she meant by that.

"Yes silly. You said so yourself. 'Alice is my favorite and I belong only to her.' I remember everything you say," she pointed out as she sipped on the tea.

"And how exactly do I belong to you?" The way she made it sound, it was as if he was her property of sorts.

Alice shrugged. "I don't know. You said it."

He sighed at this. "Very well then. I guess that if I said it then it must be true." Why was he going along with this? It was completely absurd.

Alice put her tea cup down and crawled over to him. She snuggled into his side. "Remember when we fell asleep under the money tree? You said you would protect while I slept. I snuggled up to you just like this."

He hesitated as he looked down at her. Slowly working an arm around her, he decided to continue playing with her fantasy. If only for a moment. "That was in Wonderland," he told her, trying to get her to differentiate between the two. "There are no money trees here."

"Yes, I know," she said with a sigh. "But I haven't figured out why Wonderland is mixed with this world. You are here and Mr. Cat is here...but the White Rabbit still won't speak. And no one seems to remember Wonderland but me." She crawled into his lap and clung to his shirt. The room phased and she could see his hair grow longer like it was in Wonderland. Her hand reached up and ran her fingers over his locks. The phase ended and he was normal again. "But I remember it all, Mr. Hatter. Every little thing."

Matthew's breath caught in his throat as she crawled into his lap. This was a step farther than he had ever planned for her to go. "I'm sure in time things will clear up," he assured her, slowly and soothingly stroking her back so that she would relax.

She ran her hand down the side of his face and to his button up shirt under his open doctor coat. Her hand played with the buttons. "I don't understand how you could forget it all. You said you would never forget me. You said you would always be there for me, always protect me. It made Mr. Cat jealous." She undid two of the buttons and ran her finger on his bare chest. "I miss those times, Mr. Hatter."

He swallowed hard as she unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt. This was wrong. So very, very wrong. His hand came up to stop her from doing more. "The real world has a way of changing people," he told her. "Soon, it will change you to, and you'll be happy in it."

She pulled her hand from him and moved off him, standing now. "I don't want to change. I don't want to be like you. I don't want to forget and I don't want to be wrong! And you are wrong! So very wrong!"

"That's enough, Alice," he told her. "You have had your tea and cakes. It's time for you to rest. I have other patients to attend to." Standing, he buttoned up his shirt and took her cups and cakes, loading them back onto the tray as he started for the door.

"Fine. I don't care anymore...you have changed too much for me, Mr. Hatter," she said and grabbed her rabbit. "I don't want to see you anymore."

"Once more, I'm afraid that you have no choice in the matter." Shutting the door behind him, he locked it once more. He was late. He had to tend to his other patients.

Alice sat down on her floor. She looked under her bed but there was nothing there. She had hoped that the cat would be hiding under there but he wasn't. Slowly, she crawled under the bed and curled up into a ball while hugging her rabbit. "No one understands," she whispered. "Why won't you talk to me, White Rabbit?"

Two large orderlies entered her room a few minutes later. They looked like twins, though they weren't even related to each other. "Time for your shot," the large one said with a smirk. The Director wanted them to try something on this patient; and they were all too willing to do it.

Alice peeked out from under her bed. "Oh dear. Tweedledum and Tweedledee. I am not in the mood for your mischief. Go away," she said and went back under the bed.

The orderlies shook their head. While one lifted up the bed, the other roughly grabbed her and pulled her out. "Now then missy. No time for your games." Setting down the bed, the other one took out a syringe full of dark red liquid. "Let's see if this won't call you down." Pushing the needle into her arm, he made certain she got all of the liquid before pulling it back. "There you go. You should feel better now."

Alice tried to fight them, but they were so big. "Mr. Hatter!" she screamed louder than ever before but suddenly she fell silent. Her body went limb and she slumped against one of the twins, her rabbit falling to the floor.

"There we go, lovely," the one that held her smirked. He reached for her chest to get a good feel before dropping her to the bed. "Sleep tight. This is only the beginning." Grabbing her rabbit, they laughed as they took it with them.

Alice watched with tears in her eyes as her rabbit was forced out of the room. She wanted to yell, to fight, but nothing happened. She couldn't do anything but let her eyes water.

Matthew was walking around the corner when he ran into the orderlies. They tried to hide something behind their backs, but he narrowed his eyes as he glared at them. "What do you have?"

"Well, the Director, he wanted us to take Alice's rabbit. He said you wanted it." The orderly held out the rabbit for Matthew.

"How did you get it?" Matthew said as he took the rabbit.

"We gave her a powerful sedative. Numbs the body and mind."

Alice closed her eyes. She tried to scream. She tried to call for the Mad Hatter and for the Cheshire Cat, but nothing came out of her mouth. The White Rabbit had been kidnapped and she was helpless to rescue him. She couldn't feel anything, not even her wet cheeks.

"You idiot," Matthew snapped. "A sedative is only good for her if you put a dream blocker antiseptic in there as well. Did you?"

The orderlies looked dumbfounded, or just plain dumb. Take your pick.

Matthew cursed, shoving past them as he started for her room. "Alice," he called. He opened her door, frowning as he saw her there, almost in a comatose state.

Alice opened her eyes and looked at her Mad Hatter. He was dressed for Wonderland. His long black hair shimmered under his top hat. She wanted to smile, to reach for him, to have him hold her. Around him, Wonderland seeped from cracks as if trying to break through. She looked at the rabbit in his hands. He rescued the White Rabbit, even though he always picks on him.

"Come on, Alice," he smirked playfully as he stared at her. With a flick of his hand his long black locks pushed past his face. If it weren't for the smug look on his face he'd almost look like a girl with that hair. "The tea will get cold if you don't hurry."

Matthew set the rabbit beside her and pressed his hand to her forehead to see if she had a temperature. "The Director needs to mind his own damn business," he muttered.

Alice smiled at her Hatter. She sat up and looked down at herself. She was laying on grass and dressed in a white ruffle top with a white top hate, white gloves, white skirt, and white thigh high socks with white heels. She reached her hand out and took the Mad Hatter's hand. "I knew you would remember," she said as he helped her stand. She hugged herself to him as he smiled sweetly. "I have missed you so." Finally...she was in Wonderland.

However...

The real Alice laid lifelessly in her bed with her eyes shut tight as Matthew stroked her hair, trying to reach her.