Sam was poisonous.
Sometimes, when Freddie saw her, he was convinced there was arsenic coursing through his veins. She would be the death of him, and as his vision went blurry, she would smirk and say something like "You had it coming, nub." And, to tell the truth, he sort of liked the feeling.
But they were so different.
No matter how many sick jokes Sam made up, no matter how many times a day she beat somebody up or used the f-word, she was a child inside. Sam made other people take care of her, and sometimes she would look out at the world with a kind of unexpected naivety. It was at times like those, when Freddie made her a sandwich, or when she fell asleep on the floor and he moved her to the couch that Freddie felt like an adult. He didn't like it; Sam was the tough one, the street-smart one. Sam wasn't vulnerable. It just wouldn't fit.
And then there were the times when it reversed. When Freddie slid on his rose-coloured glasses and Sam took hers off. And she would open her eyes wide and look at horrors and happiness, and Freddie would close his and step into a closed little world of bricks and syringes and 'kills 99.9 percent of all germs'.
And sometimes, Freddie could swear it was just him and Sam, one the white rabbit and the other Alice, forever being late, forever chasing after, and then it would switch. Or perhaps they were the Mad Hatters Tea Party, always at teatime, always skirting around and walking quietly in case something broke, and everything changed again. Just the two of them, and all the nonsense that only the both of them seemed to know. Down the rabbit hole, where reigns "Curious and curiouser", and anything is possible, even the fact that Freddie might, sort of, possibly have a crush on Sam. And in their odd private wonderland, it sometimes looked like Sam could, maybe, possibly like Freddie too.
But maybe sometimes, they both just lost their minds.
That was a much more reasonable explanation.
Except in the book, Alice eventually caught up with the rabbit. And who knows what might happen then? For reason has no place in Wonderland.
A/N: Thanks for reading! I love constructive criticism, and could use some about the ending, because I'm iffy on it.
This was inspired by the song The Poison by the All-American Rejects, from the Almost Alice soundtrack. I suggest you go listen to it because it's amazing.
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