"I don't like them innocent
I don't want no face fresh
Want them wearing leather"-Halsey "ghost"
Alice felt his stare on her as his voice drifted away but his gaze stayed focused, not on a merry drug haze that settled throughout the glittering club scene, not the beautiful men and woman wrapped in accesories similar fashion to a glittered christmas tree, no his gaze focused only on her, the golden girl with the blue past high on pastel tablets and the electronic thuds of the soundtracks that made sensual vibrations rise up in soaring waves across her body.
She cocked her head to the side and watched him, to see the signs of bad karma like energy that could figure a character in grace like electricity that was circulating around him before finally halting, letting her flowered hazed mind take a back turn and soared behind her heart in feeble attempt of mindless persuasion that prickled her lips into the formation of letters that glided out of mouth smoother than warm honey in glass jar on summer evenings
"Take me to my happy place" she said mysteriously, making a question into that of A coy statement of truly acted seduction, his face formed a smile of pure insanitt flashing teeth in a similar fashion to sharpened knives that caused a array of fluttering mad men in stomach, he paused for a second watching her smirking form "you know Alice, a pretty girl should always a man's name before being introduced to her beloved happy face, i don't know about you but southern blood runs through my veins and mamma always said 'if a girl is not well mannered she must be simply hammered' so before you start asking the tedious 'what's my name and what colour represents my soul' questions I am going to catch you right there and say 'hi there pretty faced doll, my name that was given to me by birth was and still is wait for it let the anticipation beat against you like a hollowed out brum..Arthur, Arthur Hatterian but since you gained my proud and charming attention you may call me-"
"The Mad Hatter how truly original but sorry Arthur, you may have caught my attention the only thing I caught from you was A psychic predication of STI and bad molly so like Alice vanished in the rabbit hole I shall follow in pursuit" just as she was about to walk away she felt a tight grip of circulation cut off by her upper arm as she was spun around like a prima ballerina now standing in front of Arthur yet again, except now gone was the cocky confidence that instead replaced something unnatural, she glared into his bright eyes and saw relfections of danger and beauty, similar to a crystal blue lake filled with famished alligators.
Arthur stared or even glared at her surprised appearance and the roaring crowds and pounding notes of music vanished around, he said merrily again, except the mirth in his sounded similar to a recipe of posion berry pie, he said "mhhhmm Alice don't make me mad i'm already mad enough as it is" at this statement he threw back his laughed like it was a hilarious punchline told by funniest man that walked the earth, she watched as his neck vibrated with laughter wondering what the feeling would be to touch and nip the moving adam's apple, after a few seconds of this Arthur died down quicker a druggie high bemusing Alice to no end of ever evolving mood swings
Arthur continued without a pause, staring her in the eye to causr intimidation but like his flirting efforts, he failed miserably because this is just simply more to fear in life other than pretty cocky rich boys, Atthur just broadened his shoulders as he said "As i was saying before you simply pulled away with my heart i was telling you my favourite colour, the type of that represented a true man's soul you know, do you wanna guess Alice?"
She stared at him, annoyed by his guessing games but like a deer in the headlights she didn't know, the seconds flee by soaring into thr back drop as Arthur watched her standing there in pretty lacy white dress staring back at him unblinkingly not fond of his now infamous games, he knew she wouldn't answer so he jusy did it for "well since thinking is not your fórte" at this statement her face formed into a snarl causing a snicjer to escape his pretty pink lips,"well my Alice my favourite colour is simply just your eyes" at this her smile transformed into something even he was slightly disturbed by as watched as lips formed grin in snarl department, causing her pretty features to shift into a true form of ancient wilderness. Alice said amusinlgy "is that the best you got?"
He replied "did it work" he watched as she smiled and said "well then let's take a trip to my happy place" Arthur smirked as he pulled a clear plastic bag of pastel coloured pills and two clear glasses of pretty liqour, she watched as he took out two flowered pills and gave her glass and pill replying "let's go to wonderland my dear Alice" she nodded her head in humour as symbolism of a yes and downed the pill and drink like a pro, she watched for thr next few as everything started to shift, colours became more beautiful, songs became more soothing and her heart banged against her chest in a similar fashion of a wreaking ball, everything becamr great, good and pure as she could finally appreciate the literal sense of the high life, she felt Arthur press against her in excitment and hardness making her groan in anticipation for the discovery of the happy place, he seductively said nipping her earlode roughly "see you in wonderland my love Alice" and in that moment all the colours, sounds, music and people vanished and everything became black and blind she felt the elation vanish and was replaced with..with fear and then she was gone.
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Alice Malice
Kısa Hikaye"A story that showed the trail of a girl who shone the brightest but hid the darkest within." She was the type of girl who wore her purity and youth draped in a pretty blue dress Until he came along and taught her the ways of pastel pills and prett...
