Alice in a Twisted Wonderland (BL 18+ Completed)

Chapter Twenty Nine: Stephen in Cheshire's World

The night after, an unconscious Erin Santino had to share a hospital room with Stephen Anderson, but he didn't mind because his best friend is here to watch over both of them.

"How was the food?" Alex asks me with a smile, and I glare at him because I got my guts stitched only for him to ask how the food was.

"The food was fine, I'm sure I am too," I roll my eyes at him, "How was the girl you choked to death?"

"Dead, I hope. I can't feel bad for someone who hurt Erin and stabbed you."

My eyes softened and looks toward the unconscious little cockroach on the other bed. After our massive fight, all it took to fix us was being stabbed in the gut. "You endearing psycho, why would Erin even like you..."

"He doesn't, actually, I think I'm holding him against his will."

I gave him a look and Alex gave me an innocent smile. Those blue eyes and blonde hair really killed a girl last night and left Knox to clean it up, and he's here smiling goofily at me. I just sigh, "So how is he?"

"A concussion, three stitches on the head... I'm worried since the doctors aren't sure when he's gonna wake up but he's fine thanks to you," Alex says. "Thank you, Stephen. I've always known you were an ásshole, but never a loose one."

"Tch, we're both ássholes," I scoff. This guy really likes that boy, huh...

"Nah man, I'm a díck."

"Only a small one," I reply, and we laugh together just like the old times. But there was one thing missing...

The old man with a cane finally arrived, but it seemed like this cane was finally useful since he has a bit of a limp. "Knoxie!"

He hates that name.

"Unfortunately, the stab didn't take your life," he grumbles, carrying papers for us. "These are pre-written statements regarding what happened last night, study the details for your interview. I had to misspell a couple of stuff because I know Alex wouldn't know how to write account and indication."

"Shut up, I'm dyslexic." Alex gave me a look and I snicker. Then the blonde asks, "Did you fall down the stairs, grandpa? Why the limp?"

"You're asking someone who only finished getting rid of your mess at 4am in the morning? Fùck off."

"You're the best cleaner," Alex widely smiles at the grumpy Knox.

"Speaking of messes, Knox," I clear my throat, before reaching over to take the collar sitting on my nightstand. "I'd like you to find someone for me."

"Oh, good pùssy had you hooked enough to want a second round?" Alex asks me, completely back to his old self.

I laugh, because what he said is not far from the truth. But, "Nah, man. I'm just trying to return this collar a little Kitty dropped last night."

"The person you want to find wore a cat costume at the ball? Do you know how little that narrows it down?" Knox thought about it deeply, "Unless you can give me a name or description, I wouldn't know how to find this person."

"Claims he's 5'2, but is definitely 5'0, black hair and looks like you'll be sent to jail if you look at him weirdly."

Almost instantly, Knox snapped his fingers. "Chester Ulrich, Senior Year, Class 2 and very forbidden. Not because he's underage which he isn't, but because two students rumored to be involved in gang activity are particularly attached to him and has a record of harming students that are involved with Chester."

"His exes," I smile at Knox, "I knew you know everything."

Alex snaps his head at him, "But how?!"

Knox pushes his glasses up, "You underestimate me, Alex. Chester Ulrich is infamous for being very provocative and seducing anyone with legs, that leads to complications with the twins Azel and Ryzo, also known as the Ryzel Twins."