Zee Mad Hatter

Hi. How are ya? Hope you're great.

I'm in a rather dark mood. I watched a Once Upon a Time episode from season one and it was about the Mad Hatter. He is played by SEBASTIAN STAN!!!!!!! My like....obsession. Either way, he plays a.. well.. mad man and he freaking owns the role. If you have Netflix and want to watch it, it's season one, episode 17 : Hat Trick! I seriously recommend it even if you don't like Once Upon a Time. I mean come on, Bucky is playing the Mad Hatter..

He's so gorgeous, isn't he? Anyway, he has a serious creep factor that I am in love with. Therefore, I suddenly wanted to write a crazy person into a story, ya know? Like a murderer or something. I haven't done that yet.

 

Here's what I came up with - - - - - - -

 

I slit my first throat when I was 9 years old. My small white hands had gripped the rusty kitchen knife. Wide eyes were locked on my step father sitting at the table, mumbling in his drunken state. Do it, Jane. He'll hurt you if you don't. It won't be that bad, I promise! You know I've done it before. Plenty of times.
I swallowed hard. The voice had always been right before. I should listen. Taking calculated steps, I edged forward, slipping behind his chair. The smoke from his cigar made it's way to my nose causing the voice to go into overdrive, sending chills down my spine. Hurry up, Jane! Before he hurts you!
"How?" I whimpered quietly, switching the knife to my right hand.
He looked back at me when I spoke. His eyes took in the knife with a smirk, "You wouldn't hurt me. Would you, Janey?"
I faltered when he hung his head over the back of the chair, giving me complete access to his throat. NOW! Acting before I even realized what I was doing, the knife made it's way to his neck. The blade dug in as deep as a 9 year old girl could push it and I drug it across. Blood immediately spilled, covering my previously innocent hands.
The cigar fell from his lips and he reached for his throat, gargling something. His eyes locked on me and he lurched forward, catching me by the shoulder and dragging me to the floor.
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Good job, Jane! He can't mess with you any more.
I looked down at my hands where the dried blood was pulling every time I moved. "Won't I get in trouble for this?" Tears glistened in my eyes for the first time. I pulled my knees up to my chest and buried my head in them.
Of course not! the voice purred in a way that made my fears start to slip. I'll never let them hurt you, I promise.

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It was random and fun to do! haha I doubt I'll do anything else with it.