A/N: I agree the last chapter wasnt as you expected. So now check out the suspense and jealousy this chapter brings!
Alice POV
I forced myself to smile at the Queen. Her and Tarrant? I just couldn't believe it. Sure, it was a while ago. But what if they still had some feelings for each other? What if he left me, for her? Jealousy raged inside of me, but yet I kept my face happy and hid it well. Besides, Mirana said she has a husband, and I saw that she loved him dearly. But I couldn't help wonder about the pair.
"Alice, are you ok? You're not mad, are you?" I heard Mirana ask. Her eyes were so pleading.
"Yes, i'm alright. No, i'm not mad." I lied. She smiled warmly at me.
"Well, I must go. Things to attend to." The Queen got up from her seat and gracefully exited the dining hall. I ran up the stairs, slamming the door of a unknown room. Once I was inside, I gasped. The walls were lined with exquisite black patterns agianst a red background. A master bed sat in the center, the comforter glazed over with a red color. The pillows were black, the tips of each end spotted with bits of red. A black dresser lay in a corner, and a red carpet resided on the wooden floor. There was a door, which led to a blacony, much like the Queen's. Except this balcony was far more splendid than hers. And that was alot to say. The view was breathtalking, everything was visible. It was like standing at the top of the world. The entire room had a familar glow to it, as though I had been here before.
I sat down on a chair, out on the balcony. Tears started forming in my eyes, and I let them drip. I wanted so badly for me to be Hatter's first, and for him to be my first. It would be the most important thing to me, besides him. I was mad at him right now, for not telling me in the first place. Then my hopes wouldn't have gone up, and I wouldn't be mad at him or Mirana. I wouldn't be here, crying my eyes out. I threw my head back, letting more tears drip from my eyes. It really wouldn't be something others would get worked up about, but to me this was important.
"Alice?" I heard someone ask. I knew his voice like I knew my own. But I didn't turn around to look at him, though I knew what I desperatly need was to see his hair and eyes and his smile. His eyes. Another thing to be upset about. Mirana no doubt knew about his eyes, and what their colors meant. She had seen his neon green eyes, so that meant that I wasn't the only one he showed them to. "Alice, please turn around." He pleaded. I slowley moved my body so that i was facing him.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked him. He averted his gaze.
"I didn't want you to get upset." He whispered. I glared at him.
"And did you think that maybe that I would have eventually found out? Don't you think that it would have been better if you told me yourself? Before everything happened?" I hissed. I had never this harsh with him before. And it brought me so much pain to see the ashamed expression on his face.
"I'm sorry. It was before. I did not think you would mind, since it's no longer happening." He breathed. Jealous, yes I was still jealous. But he was right. It was before.
"Do you still have feelings for her?" I asked him worriedly. He took my hand.
"I want to show you something." He said, not answering my question. He led me into the gorgeous room, and walked me over to the bed. We knelt down, and he pointed a finger to a spot of the black headboard. It read Alice. I looked at him, confused. "This, is my room. And do you know when I wrote that?" He told me. I shook my head. But I did remember the room. He always took me in here, whenever he had a new hat and he wanted me to try it on. As a kid I loved here, mostly because of how beautiful the room was, and because I got to be alone with Tarrant.
"I wrote this, when I was still with her." He told me, looking at me sincerily. My heart fluttered. "I have your name written for everytime you visited." He walked me over to another part of the room. The dresser also said my name on it. "This was when we broke it off. I thought of you, and I wrote you name down for the pleasure of it." He chuckled, remembering the memory. Then he walked up to a wall, which had my name written in big letters. How did I miss this walking in? "And this is the most recent one. I wrote it moments before you walked into the room. It's the biggest because it brings back the best memory." He stated, a full smile on his lips.
"Hatter, i'm sorry." I sobbed, hugging him close to me. He wrapped his arms around me. "But, I'm still jealous." I told him seriously. He looked concerned.
"Please don't go and kill Mirana." He pleaded. I shook my head.
"No, I just need to talk to her." And with that, I left to go and speak to the Queen.
Mirana's POV
"Yes yes, over there. Thank you." I told the cleaners, as they exited the room. "Oh, Alice. Come in dear." I motioned for Alice to come into the sitting room. It was very bright, very white. "What is it?" I asked her, sitting down on one of the couchs.
"I'm jealous." She simply stated. I was taken aback. She had told me that she didn't mind that Tarrant and I were together before. "I admitt it. I'm absolutely, insanely jealous. I wanted Hatter to be my first, and I wanted to be his first. And i'm extremely disappointed that you got there before me. But that doesn't mean I don't like you." She noticed the saddened expression on my face. "But do you still have feelings for him?" She asked. No, I didn't.
"I'm married to an amazing man, and my life couldn't be better. All I see Tarrant as is a close friend. Plus, I saw your name written in his room. I see how happy you've made him. And i'm happy for you guys." I told her. It was true. I was living a perfectly good life with Dedrick, and no one knew it yet, but we were expecting our first born in seven months.
"Thank goodness." She sighed, obviously relieved. "But," Her face got hard. "I will warn you that I am going to be very protective of him. So please don't be surprised whenever I tense if you two make eye contact." She warned. I nodded my head understandingly. Suddenly something turned in my stomach. Not again. A hand flew to my mouth, and one to my stomach. Alice noticed the hand on my stomach, which closed around it protectivley. Then she quickly got me something to throw up in. "Mirana, are you expecting?" She gasped. I nodded my head. Alice jumped with joy, squealing. "Congrats!" She squealed. I nodded my head and threw up again in the vase she handed me. Lovely. "But remember, I will explode on you if anything happens." She joked. At least I hoped she was joking. But by the worried expression she gave me while leaving the room, she seemed much to serious.
A/N: This was much better than the last chapter. I know please don't kill me, I haven't even gotten to see my un-born baby sister yet.
