Not So Wonderland Anymore

3 weeks later…..

“Mr. and Mrs. Lulou we believe Victoria is stable enough to go to out patient Status.” The Doctor said to my so called parents. In the last two weeks I decide to go along with everything. Just so I can get out of here and start looking for Alice if I can get the Madd. I can fix everything.
My parents looked normal enough black hair like me and blues eye as well. They were both prim and proper looking. My mom was so concerned with herself that she probably didn’t have too much time. But I knew in her heart she loved me. I could see that much. But when it came to my father I was scared. There was evil in him. I couldn’t put my finger on it but I didn’t feel right around him.
I sat in the chair in between them. My hair down. No Mad Hatter hat on my head. So my powers were at a lost.
“ I also suggest you keep the costume she was wearing she came in. I believe that it can be useful to helping her come to terms with what has happened. In the meantime help her get a job. Reintroduce her to the world. And she needs to come in for sessions every Tuesday at 4.” He said to us.
“How about meds doctor?” My mother asked.
“She won’t be needing any. But watch her if does show signs of reverting back call us will help.” The doctor said as he gave my mother a card. I was in normal clothes. Jean and a tank top. I felt so constricted. I hated these clothes. I hated this world. But I knew if got out of here I can help wonderland. I knew wonderland was real. They tried to convince me otherwise. That I was kidnapped by a crazy man after the accident. And That my parents mistaken my friend Jenny for me. And that I was so confused after the accident that I went willingly with the man. Of course no one knew the Hatter’s name except for me.
“Victoria. Honey are you ready to come home.” My mom asked me.
I nodded. Yeah I was ready to go home. But not with them I was ready to go back to Wonderland. I stood up and walked out with my so called parents. We walked out of the office and down the hall. Suddenly I sensed it. Two guards were escorting The Cheshire cat. He had his hands cuffed and his ears were down and tail was dragging on the floor. He looked up at me.
I looked at him. I nodded slightly. Just enough for him to notice but no one else would noticed.
The Cheshire cat knew what I was doing. Then just behind the Cheshire four guards were escorting the Hatter. His hair had grown so long in three weeks. He looked so defeated. He looked up at me through his hair. He smiled weakly. I gave him a look. In that one look he knew what I was planning. He knew I would be back for him. Behind me hand rested itself heavily on my shoulder. Instantly with out thought I shivered. I looked up to see my so called dad’s face he smiled at me. I didn’t smile back. I looked back at the Hatter. He face grew angry like he knew something. What did he know. I had to know. But in order for me to get out of here I had to act like I didn’t care.
We were ushered out by the Doctor and my parents escorted me to their car. I climbed in the back seat and buckled up. My dad got in the drivers seat and my mother got into the passenger.
“Ok so how about we go out to eat.” My mom said.
“I’m not hungry.” I said to them as I looked out the window.
“The Doc said you should get a job aye kiddo.” My dad said as he looked at me.
“Ok. That sounds nice.” I said to them. Besides the job might help. Money is a must in this would maybe it can help me find what I need.
“Your room is just how you left it.” My mom said quietly.
“Thank you.” I said to her. First thing I need to do is figure out if wonderland is still where it originally was. In order to do that I need Lewis Carroll’s mirror to see into that world or I need the white rabbit. This was going to be difficult.
We pulled into the drive way of a house. I got out and walked up to the door. After two years of being in wonderland and being a Hatter how do they expect me to be a teenager. How do they expect me to be normal.
Normal funny word. Nothing to me was normal. I was Mad, Mad as a Hatter and that’s how it was suppose to be. And that’s how it’s going to be. My mother opened the door and I walked in.
“Where is my room?” I asked her.
“up stairs on the left.” My mother said to me. I walked up the stairs and into the first door on the left. The room was pink and everything was even and prefect. Nothing like my room at the Hatter’s house. Everything was uneven there. My ceiling was white where as my room in wonderland was a black and white never ending swirl. My floor was a white carpet and my room back home was black and blue checkered. This room was horrible. The bed was so small. I had a huge bed back in wonderland. I suppose this will do. I sat down on the bed and looked at the floor. Horrible, dreadful, absolutely, positively, incredibly horrid. I sensed my mom in the door way.
“See just as I said everything the same.” She said to me.
“You could have changed something.” I said to her.
“We didn’t, I thought you would like this way.” She said to me.
I looked at her. She didn’t seem like my mother. Every now and then I would get flashes or memories of her. But I couldn’t get any from daddy dearest.