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Wonderland

"Bane"

Her voice still, miraculously, contained a glimmer of hope after all these weeks. All these weeks of being chained up, confused, away from her father's home.

Last week when she was finally allowed to walk amongst the very people who took her was good, but it didn't stop what was coming ahead. Where they would eventually deliver her to.

And still, "Bane, where are you going?" With a cautious tone in her voice. Perhaps she was learning, but not fast enough.

"Anywhere you aren't, Ana." He spat as he turned right around, heading out of the kitchen.

"Do you really hate me that much? I've done nothing." She pouted.

Wonderland made everything fuzzy and weird, even emotions. It could be the only explanation for why she felt so passionately over the meanest man in the house.

No exaggeration.

He was brutally honest, nearly always silent, and more condescending and anger ridden than a bitter teen.

"Yes. I wish you were gone. Dead even. Fuck if I care." Now usually his open insults never truly struck her, but this time she was slightly taken back at how quickly it went from 0 to 100.

"You don't hate me. You don't. We've spent weeks together,"

"You've spent weeks chained to a room. Weeks taking to me. Don't twist it."

She crossed her arms. "I can't be the only one who feels this way. Wonderland magic is never wrong. Isn't that what you say."

Bane had had enough. Turning to leave for real this time, he began his usual awful long strides.

"Wait! " Even though they were arguing, it was the most she had gotten him to speak to her. Obviously she wasn't dumb. She knew he hated her guts, couldn't stand her for no good reason just as she had no reason for loving him. But she knew down in that brain of his that something was different. She knew he could hear her heart beating for him in any room.

He may not feel the same way but Wonderland magic always had a plan.

"Please," She pleaded, quickly following behind.

Desperately finding a solution to her problem, she thought fast. Fast didn't always mean smart though.

Swiftly, one of the wooden chairs from the kitchen table was yanked, Ana's feet quickly stepping on the seat  to attempt to tower over the man.

Just as quickly, she yanked what she could of his shoulder, and smashed her mouth onto his.

And that was all it took for her heart to sore.

Warmth spread throughout her fire. Although it had been a good while since she had kissed a boy last, it had never been like this. Wonderland so easily came into play with this. Even with the patskinis boy during Grandmother Alice's New years Eve ball, her first genuine romantic kiss, what she felt in the pit of her stomach had no comparison.

When she took it upon herself to let go, she licked her lips and looked into his eyes for some sort of reaction.

Oh he had one all right.

Just with the glimmer in his naturally red pupils, she knew she had messed up big time.

It appeared as if he had no idea where she got the balls to do such a thing, but she did.

And with an even more intimidating grab, she was yanked off the chair and back onto the floor.

Then practically dragged through the rest of the house, his hand cutting off circulation In the shoulder he was pinching.