Chapter Ten

Bumby got back late, leaving the Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum look a likes to clean up the mess. He slipped his hands into his pockets to keep them warm fully expecting to feel the cold steel of Elizabeth's room key, but then he remembered slipping it into Jack Splatter's pocket. He rounded the corner and was now standing by the gate of his manor. He contemplated whether to wash outside quickly or risk getting caught by Alice. He decided to risk it, due to the fact that it was freezing outside and not worth it. She would thank him for killing her family's murderer.

Bumby walked through the courtyard and unlocked the manor door. He quietly struts into the house and up to his room closing the door behind him. Alice was asleep in her bed. She was wearing her white night gown; her beautiful elegant dress was folded neatly next to the bed. Bumby smiled knowing that nothing stood in his way anymore. Before leaving Jack to be cleaned up he slipped a couple of those pills into his mouth. The ones Alice went and fetched for him. They were sure to kill him thus Bumby had nothing to worry about, and even if those didn't work then his two helpers would kill him. The chances of surviving were too low. Bumby would check in the morning.

Bumby walked to his bathroom. Peeling of his jacket that had started to stick to his bloody shirt. He looked at himself. He was covered in a lot of blood, none of which was his own except for a bit of crusted blood on his knuckles. Bumby pulled his shirt off and onto the pile starting to form of clothes he needed to throw out. He pushed his trousers off and stepped into the makeshift shower stall of the 1800's. The water came out come but Bumby quickly scrubbed off all the dried blood from his arms and legs. He washed his hair to the best of his ability and quickly stepped back out of the shower and dried himself. He pulled on a pair of old cotton grey trousers and exited the bathroom to the sight of Alice still sleeping. He smiled at her beauty and sat on his bed.

In the morning Alice woke up and noticed Bumby was still sleeping. He was always a man to be up early so he must of come in later, she thought. Alice got up slowly and watched him. He was sleeping very still, unlike herself who moves a lot whilst she slept.

Alice slowly crept out of bed and walked into the bathroom. It spelled like iron and Alice saw a pile of Bumby's clothes on the floor. She ignored it and started to dress down, her 'love bites' were starting to fade, the one above her nipple was becoming hard to see however the ones on her inner thigh were still very obvious. She pulled the beautiful Lilac gown back on and once more attempted the corset but still to no avail. She crept back to the room but this time Bumby was awake. Without saying a word she hadn't the corset to him and faced the other way. Bumby got up and pressed himself up against her like the day before. Since he wasn't wearing a shirt, his warmth sunk through her gown and felt like it was burning her. His muscles were more prominent then when he was wearing his normal attire. He lingered a while before tying her corset, pulling it up at the front and resting his hand on her torso. Alice was starting to feel very hot under the collar and stood very still as Bumby was teasing her mentally. He pulled the corset tight and Alice let out a loud gasp from the sudden tug. Everything before that seemed to go so slowly as his was breathing onto her neck and pressed up against him.

Once done Alice walked to her room and brushed her hair. She looked at herself in the mirror, the bruise was almost gone causing a smile to cover Alice's face.

A little while later from her room Alice heard Bumby call her so she made her way downstairs which is where the voice seemed to come from. She made her way into the living room where Bumby, now fully dressed was leaning against the table, his legs crossed. Next to him was the paper of the day.

"You might want to read this," He said pushing the paper towards her.

Alice picked up the paper. The front page had a disgusting picture of a man burnt to death, who she later realized was Jack Splatter. Alice let out a huge sigh of relief and went on reading the article.

" Found dead, Jack Splatter. Burned himself to death and is now seen as a pyromaniac. Time of death around 4 in the morning. Serious wounds around the face, including a stab wound in the eye and a broken nose. Cause of death: suffocation. On his person a key was found, it was identified as the key to one of the Liddell home doors. Jack Splatter is now seen as the man who burned down the Liddell home as well as recently an anonymous tip told the police of his part in the fire at the Mangled Mermaid. Both cases have been closed. A memorial service will be given at the end of the week"

Alice dropped the newspaper, her emotions were a whirlwind inside her. It made sense, He raped her sister then murdered her. Trying to burn down the house to cover up his crime. He disgusted her. He came back to finish the job. Alice knew of his reputation, She knew he was a sexually frustrated pimp and that after he raped her he would of killed her. The last link to the crime. She knew it wasn't an accident!

Tears rolled down her cheeks. She was happy that he was finally dead. She didn't necessarily do it herself but Jack Splatter had gotten what he deserved. Him having the key proved it to her. Lizzie hated locked doors, it all made sense!

The tears continued to roll down, and Alice stood there silently sobbing. She felt free. The burden of the fire had been too much. She knew it wasn't her but somewhere in the back of her mind she always felt that it might have been. It might have been her who killed her family. She couldn't live with that. Now she no longer had to.

Alice faced Bumby, he stood there sympathetically and she ran into his arms and cried onto his shoulder. She let all her feelings out. She was finally free she thought. Bumby held her, hiding his smile from her. He was getting closer and closer to his target. He only needed a little more time. Then she would be his, and no one else could stand in his way. Bumby pushed Alice from his shoulder and wiped her tears with his thumb. She sniffled but did her best to try.

As if a test Bumby pulled Alice close to his face, her eyes didn't widen in surprise. She merely closed them in anticipation waiting for there lips to meet. He pressed his lips against her dry but soft ones. She didn't pull away. She merely kissed him back and whispered

"Angus…"

He had won.

Note: This is technically an ending to the story; if you don't want to read zee sexytime then I suggest you stop reading now ;) Thank you everyone for reading and please leave me a review and let me know what you think. The story will have a few sex scenes but will end shortly ^.^