Chapter 5 - by Sugar Faerie
Cheeky Fairy
"Cheeky?"
Hamster's voice is quiet, tentative. She never spoke to me much
before now, if fact, she usually avoided me.
Hey, I have that effect on people.
"Wha'?" I say back. After all these years I still can't talk properly.
The cell's cold, and seems to close in on me. It reminds me too much of...
No. I'm not going back there. Not now, not ever.
Hamster shrugs, I know if anything it was just comfort she wanted. I don't answer her, and I think she takes the hint not to approach me.
Sorry, Hamster... I'm not good at looking after people. I know I should be looking after her, as she's younger, but I can't bring myself to.
Cheeky, the selfish sixteen-year-old brat.
I ignore Hamster, and pull up my right glove again. I haven't done it for so long... I promised I wouldn't.
I hate it when I get like this, but sometimes I see no other way...
My nails rake across my wrist, tearing the flesh as much as the blunt ends can. They barely scratch the surface, but but the famliar pain stays.
I'm so caught up in my old ritual, that I don't notice the SP man until he's right in front of me.
"Well," he sneers, "a regular little Alice."
Alice? Oh, right. That Alice. Was that meant to be funny?
I shrink away from him, not again, please not again... But then I realise as they turn away from me that it's not me they want, but Hamster.
I get up and try and defend her, as I guess I should. The first guard grabs me and tosses me against the glass while the others laugh as if it's a joke.
"You stay back, little girl!" he shouts.
I struggle to pull myself up, one hand dragging through my hair while the other scrabbles against the steel floor. My head feels dizzy, and everything I see is a blur.
It's all too familiar.
I'm Alice and I found my friggin' Wonderland.