Eileen: (still eyeing her new dress): R.O.O. doesn't own anyone but me, the orphans and orphanage owners, the Snape family, except Uncle Severus and his parents, and a couple other future characters that will be added in later.
Hatter: Come, come, we must commence!
"It's true, then," Hatter said dejectedly.
"What?"
"They raped you," he said quietly, and her eyes widened. "She told me."
"She knew? She listened and did nothing," Eileen realized. "That bitch. I'd slay her, but I've got something much better in mind."
"How long has this been happening?" Hatter choked out, and the other orphans stared in shock and horror. The four boys were dying upstairs, while their mistress was bound and gagged, and here they were in the presence of the girl who had been tortured simply because of what her father had done to those his age.
"Ever since I was seven," she said, and the others' eyes widened in shock. "At least twice a year, more often if the four idiots dying upstairs wanted it. I told her every time they did, and she did nothing, and kept telling me to enjoy it like I was supposedly supposed to."
"What're we going to do now?" one of the older girls asked, and Eileen grinned like the Cheshire cat.
"We're going to give her what she deserves," she said simply.
"How so?" hatter asked, and Eileen looked at him like it was obvious. She would be locked in a room upstairs for months, reading nothing, writing nothing, eating only the color of food that matched the ugly yellow wallpaper. "But how are we to do that?"
"Simple," she grinned. "The kids will enforce this. We'll use a cat flap for the food to come in and out of for meals, and continue on the outside as though she were in charge until she was finally mad. Now, do you lot have any objections?"
The children said nothing, and the hatter stared at their audacity and willingness to please. He then realized that this must have been a recurring occurrence for not just Eileen, but for all the females who misbehaved in any way.
"It doesn't matter," he said quietly.
"What doesn't matter?" Eileen asked, and he looked at her.
"You're still the same Eileen," he said. "With just a little bit of your muchness back."
"Thanks," she grinned as Cheshire appeared beside her. "Time to go?"
"Yes," he said blinking. "To the Red Queen's Palace."
"Alright," she said as she held out her hand and he evaporated them to the Red Queen's palace, behind a bush.
So, how long do you think it'll take her to go mad? Oh, and I got the idea for the orphanage woman from the story called The Yellow Wallpaper. I watched the movie of it and it scared the crap out of me. I felt the woman's fear as she was going insane (made me want to paint my walls a solid blue or purple) and I thought I'd use this chapter to vent my fears out from the movie.
Reviews please! I read them all, you know.
