Talk:Cheshire Cat/@comment-59.189.164.79-20141222133830/@comment-203.116.101.18-20150909041743

“NO!” I screeched. “I’m not going back!”

As I put up a better resistance; Cathy (the Cheshire) tries to sedate me with a needle. That was enough for me to push her off me and run like hell out of my room.

However, just as I run out; the sudden poof noise she made when she was in wonderland zips into my ears before I dodge her again as I turn into the main hall.

“YOU CAN’T RUN FOREVER PUMPKIN!” she squeled.

The words rang through my ears before I hear another poof as I run into the rom where my belongings are held. Intinctively; I slam the door into her face as I hear the needle snap on the door.

The pounding of the wooden door intensified as I hear Cathy hiss as the pounding turned into scratching.

“ YOU THINK YOUR SAFE IN THERE MY PRECIOUS?! YOUR MINE! AND MINE ALONE! AND EVERY GIRL WHO’LL EVER THINK THEY’LL HAVE YOU IS MEAT!”

The scream jarred me, yet without looking back, I vault out of the room through the window and leg it to the nearest train station out of the town.

The sharp pain in my knee forced me onto the ground as I felt the familiar sharpness of an arrowhead from one of the queen of heart’s cupid archers sting me. I knew I was doomed when I felt it, as I knew it was a stunning arrow

“Like I said my precious petunia.” She Cooed; flipping me over before straddling me with a more sadistic smile on her face.

“Your mine…” And with a sinister laugh; she plunged another cupid’s arrow infused with her emotions inside it while licking my blood off of one of her paws.

Lust and longing bombarded me, yet the pain in my knee warped my mind as an image of my former lover flashed in my mind. I knew my beloved was gone, and the image of her pure form faded away.

“I’m sorry taylor.” I whispered, squeezing the slender palm of my ex lover’s ghost as my strength slowly left me. As I faded in and out of consciousness as the hospital staff placed me on a gurney with the crazed Cheshire by my side.

“No” Cathy spoke.

“I’m sorry.”

Before I lost all consciousness, The form of my lover dissipated into Cathy’s purple furry form. The look on her face was different as I felt the soft fur of her slightly bloodstained paw. The demonic smile faded into a teary concerned look before my stern gentle grip was returned with her own subtle grip.

<p class="MsoNormal">The feeling of her warm, nude desirable body was all I felt as I was placed in my bed before I slipped into my own night time fantasies.