Mad and In Love (Male!Alice X Reader)

At Night, Horses Trample White Roses

You were sound asleep for a good portion of the night, dreaming of being home and playing the piano with Alan there happily reading a book from your bookshelf. In moments it was tea time but...When you came into the dinning room it was ten times its normal size, the table stretching eight or nine meters long. A few of the chairs looked familiar like the ones from your original dining room and from the living room and from relatives but others look like something else...You had just sat down with Alan when you felt something grab your hand in an iron grip, you looked to see what it was when you saw this horrible creature. It's head was rotten and had glowing pupils for eyes. It's teeth looked ready to bite down on your hand when you woke up with a gasp.

Your heart racing, your eyes saw that Alan was grabbing on to you for dear life. You calmed down and listened to hear Alan was actually talking...Well he was mumbling but this was the first time you personally heard his voice...You could nearly cry right then from both joy and pain but held back to catch what he was saying.

"Who-jum...? No, Boo...Boojum...Boojum..."You repeated his speech as much as you could but nothing really sounded like language...

Eventually sleep claimed you again as you listened to his mutterings until you were lost in your dreams again, allowing him to hold your hand through what seemed like a nightmare.

In the morning, you woke up to someone petting your hair...It was none other than Alan who seemed curious of the (H/c) locks you had. You spent a little bit of your Saturday morning, letting him run his fingers through your hair and just beginning to teach him how to braid, when Diane came in.

"Good morning, Miss. (Y/n)! How did you sleep?"

"Alright...I had a nightmare at first but when I went back to sleep I was fine."

"That's good to hear. Josephine brought in some scones and muffins for everyone."

She brought in a saucer with a lovely little scone and blueberry muffin and a cup of honey tea.

"Thank you! Tell her we'll get her back for this." You threatened playfully, taking a bite of the scone. You were a bit taken aback.

"Mmm...I think she mixed up the sugar and the salt..."You giggled. It seemed almost every messed it up at some point.

"You know how scatterbrained she can be. Probably put the salt in the sugar shaker." Dianne teased as she bidded you good morning and left you to enjoy it.

You split you small breakfast with Alan, breaking the scone and muffin in half. He took it without a word, which disheartened you. You knew he could speak and you wouldn't admit it but you liked his voice...Even if it was speaking nonsense.

You could live with his silence for a little longer though...It's how it's always been for about eight almost nine years now. So you tried to show him how to braid hair. It was funny to see him get confused on which lock goes where...

It was all fun and games until the door opened again. You thought it was Diane to take the saucer and teacup but instead your eyes narrowed on two twin males who barged into the room. They pushed out of the way like a doll they never cared for.

"Ugh, Hey! What's going on?!"

"Chow time for bonker boy! What's it look like idiot!"

Nevermind how vexed you felt, it looked like Alan was resisting with every ounce of energy he could muster.

"Leave him alone, he's already eaten!"

They shoved Alan back onto his bed turning to you.

"What..."

"...Did you do..."

You slowly began to step back until you hit a wall, but still the twins advanced to you.

"I shared my own breakfast with him. Like any decent human being!" You retorted.

This really set them off! One twin, Dee, held you back as Dum smeared oatmeal all over Alan rabbit and split it on the book you gave him.

"Oops..? Huh, why'd you do an awful thing like that, (Y/n)?" Dum asked innocently.

Dee then forced your arms onto his body as he smirked.

"Woah, there Miss. (Y/n)...Are you...Seducing me?"

"Stop this! Stop it! Let me go!"

"But you're the one flaunting yourself, all the time...Especially with that short skirt you're wearing today~"

You could feel his sweaty, clammy hands make their way up your thigh and you couldn't help but blush in embarrassment. There was no superintendent, your father wouldn't come in for another few hours, the rest of the nurses could only feel sorry for you if you screamed knowing these two were in the room with you...

"C'mon bro lemme see!" Dum had crawled between his brothers legs and had a full view of you.

You were so red, you thought a vessel in your face was ready to pop. Mad, flustered, embarrassed...You couldn't help but close you eyes and start to cry for yourself. They were right..The Asylum was dangerous...Because of these...These...

"Perverts..."

All at once you were released and dropped the the ground, unsure of what in the world was going on...One moment you were sure they were going to...rape you...Then you were on the ground in listening to a fight. You managed to move you head a little and you hair fell away so you could see Alan digging the spoon from the oatmeal into Dee's face...

Dum was dumbstruck for a good while, but when his brother was on the brink of death, Dum pulled you up by you hair making you yell out from his harsh pull. Alan stopped, hearing your cries. Dee was unconscious from the pain of having his cheek literally gouged out and if Alan persisted Dee might have had irreversible damage.

"You stop now, or she gets punished! Got it Liddell?!"

You looked into Alan's eyes he looked confused, scared...Oh, no...No no no no, Alan...

He got off of Dee and began to stab himself with the spoon. He scrapped the metal against his skin and dug to hit a vessel on his wrist.

Once Alan was off of his brother, Dum threw you away again and helped his brother onto his feet and they escape into the infirmary...

You cursed those twins only a second before you hurriedly crawled over to Alan. You tried to take the spoon away but he held to it tighter.

"Alan..? Alan listen to me...You did a good job okay? I'm okay. You're not a monster and you're not a killer...Prove that by giving me the spoon..." Your voice shook as much as his body did and you had to gulp down some tears to get the message through.

He did as you asked and gave you the spoon. It was hot...Almost like it was on fire in his grip. You placed on the table next to his bed still keeping eye contact with him. Slowly but surely you got up and he followed with you...It must have been asked shock to see someone he cares about in that position...With everything else that happened it was no surprise that he retreated back into silence and apathy...