Alison walked up to her room and closed the door, the Queen offered for Alison and Cheshire to stay the night and depart tomorrow morning. Alison took off her dress and hung it up, putting the shoes in the closet. She walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. As she washed her hair, she wondered why this was happening to Club, Diamond, and Spade. Alison had come to the conclusion, after Diamond had thanked her, that these people weren't the curse. They were just the victims that spread it.
When Alison was done with her shower, she got dressed in a pair of red silk pajamas that were laid out by the Queen.
Alison heard a knock at her door a moment later while she was putting her hair into a long braid.
"Come in." she said, tying the end of her hair. Cheshire opened the door and stepped inside.
"Hey, you alright?" he asked.
"Yeah, how many times are you going to ask me that?" I snapped. Cheshire raised a brow at me.
"Sorry..." Alison mumbled. Cheshire walked up to her and gave her a tight hug.
"It's alright, you're tired and probably stressed." he said. Alison blushed a little but she slowly wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him back. For a moment, they just stood there in silence. Neither really had the guts to say anything.
Cheshire finally broke the silence after awhile when he pulled away and cleared his throat.
"Well, you should probably rest now." he said.
"Uh...alright.." Alison mumbled. She felt a little sad when he pulled away. Alison thought back to the Princess, broken on the pavement below when she fell. The thought of being alone terrified her almost.
Cheshire saw Alison's uneasiness and felt bad. He could only imagine how she was feeling. Cheshire was used to death since he lived in the castle, where people were getting beheaded all the time. When he was a kitten, he used to be shaky like Alison was now, so he kinda understood.
Cheshire sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Want me to stay with you?" he asked nervously. Alison blushed but nodded. Cheshire nodded understandingly.
"Come on, we need sleep." he said, walking over to the bed.
Alison crawled into the covers first, her cheeks as red as the sheets. Cheshire smiled softly and crawled in beside her. Cheshire reached over and pulled Alison to his chest, his tail on her lower back. Alison wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his chest, soon she was sleeping. Cheshire rested his chin on her head and closed his eyes.
"God dammit..." he mumbled, knowing all too well that he may lose the bet after all.