Wonderland in Barcalona

Chapter Three-Letters

Adam above ^

I have a throbbing headache, my ribs feel like someone hit me with a hammer, and I felt a hand touch my cheek. Carefully and slowly I opened my eyes to see Adam sitting on the edge of the bed touching my cheek gracefully, he didn't wear a suit like before but blue jeans and a white button up shirt, I groaned. And sat up painfully, I winced "you okay Alice?" Adam asked, I shrugged.

"Why you dressed like that? And how long have I been out?" I asked, rubbing my head. Adam sighed his hands on his lap now he started to fiddle with his hands; it was like he was nervous. Or did something wrong.

"I'm on my three week holiday starting yesterday, and you have been out cold for three days" Adam said just above a whisper. I blinked at him, in shock. I have been out cold for three days?

"Alice, the doctor came round yesterday, and examined you, you have bruises all along your side, and you passed out from lack of food" Adam said plain and simple, but his voice held a large amount of worry.

I stared down at my hands, I knew how I got them but I'm not saying anything. I swung my legs round and stood up shakily. Adam raised an eyebrow; his blond hair seemed messy, but cute. I smiled. "Food?" I asked. Adam shook his head laughing, "Sure, come on then" he said leading the way to the kitchen.

I was meant to read something, I stopped dead. "Oh yeah you dropped this by the way, and here's another delivered this morning" Adam said handing me two letters, I sighed in relief. Adam smiled at me, "go sit and read them, I will make some food" Adam said while I went and sat down on the sofa, tearing open Phil's letter.

'Alice,

I know you love your mum dearly and all, but she shouldn't treat you like how she dose. There is a reason why I told your mum to bring you along, and the reason for that certain hotel. You are over two hours drive away from your mother and me. And only around a ten minute walk from your father. Both your father and I have kept in touch. We wiped the slate clean. Hotel Catalina is owned by your father. Most people who work there are your family. I thought I should tell you; hopefully your dad can make it back in time to see you.

Hope you're going to be okay. Phil x'

I read the letter at least twice before putting it on the coffee table; I wasn't as shocked I thought I was, but... I'm in my father's hotel? And nearly everyone here is my family. I took a deep breath in, wrapping my head around those facts. Is this why Adam is nice to me...he's family...I picked up the other letter and opened it carefully.

'My darling Alice,

I'm sorry for leaving seven years ago, but I'm sure you know why. But I'm sorrier that I left you with your mother. Phil tells me everything, don't worry we are good friends now. But the way your mother treats you isn't right, I wish I was there right now. But unfortunately I'm not. I'm currently in America; I will be back soon though. So till then I hope you enjoy your stay in Barcelona. Adam, yes Adam you should of meted him by now is your well... he's my new wife's son, so brother in law I guess, and he will be looking after you for the next three weeks, Him and His friends will look after you and well.... Entertain you I guess. They all love Alice in wonderland just as much as you and I.

Hope to see you soon Alice, and enjoy this wonderland. Dad xx'

I stared at the letter in my hands, tears running down my face, they were not tears of sadness though, well maybe a few, but mostly out of happiness and joy. I wanted to stop crying, but the tears kept coming, cry me a river. I could, Adam walked in with a plate of food, which he placed on the table then sat next to me, an arm wrapping around my shoulders. It was a small piece of comfort, and comfort is something I haven't had in a while, I leaned against Adam, now knowing who he is. And feeling safe and sound. "Alice, here eat. You need it" Adam said gesturing towards the food, I looked at it. He made me a stack of pancakes with syrup and banana's. I grinned like the Cheshire cat, and then ate: ALL.OF.IT.

After scoffing down my food in no less then five mouthfuls, with a laughing Adam next to me. I stood up, now realizing Im wearing my clothes from Three days ago. "Im going to have a shower and get changed" I announced walking into the on-suit bathroom, I closed the door removing my clothes easily, turning on the shower I glanced at the mirror. My sides were covered in purple/blue bruises. All caused by my mum.