Brie Bella: Mad Hatter

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by theajasylum

by theajasylum

AN: Requested by: AliceRainbowWWE Song: Mad Hatter by Melanie Martinez. This gets really weird...

My friends don't walk, they run
Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun
Popping, popping balloons with guns, getting high off helium
We paint white roses red,
Each shade from a different person's head
This dream, dream is a killer
Getting drunk with a blue caterpillar

Brie Bella, former WWE Superstar. No one knew the real reason on why she left, except her close friends. She refused to speak of it, not that she could speak to anyone where she was.

I'm peeling the skin off my face
'Cause I really hate being safe
The normals, they make me afraid
The crazies, they make me feel sane

You see, Brie... she went insane. It wasn't a cute or funny insane like AJ or Dean. It was scary. Her family and friends were scared of her. Which was why she was here, a mental asylum.

I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,
The craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are

She sat quietly in the middle of her padded cell. Her hums echoing through the room.

Where is my prescription?
Doctor, doctor please listen
My brain is scattered
You can be Alice,
I'll be the mad hatter.

Suddenly, she heard the footsteps coming towards her room. Quickly, she jumped to her feet as the door opened slightly. A tray slid into her room. "Stale bread again?" She asked while laughing.

I'm peeling the skin off my face
'Cause I really hate being safe
The normals, they make me afraid
The crazies, they make me feel sane

With no response whoever left the food, was gone. That's what bothered her the most about this, the no interaction. The no speaking.

The footsteps returned as the door opened. She stared at the two guards in front of her. "You have a visitor." The guards voice boomed around the room.

You think I'm crazy, you think I'm gone
So what if I'm crazy? All the best people are
And I think you're crazy too, I know you're gone
That's probably the reason that we get along

They held onto her tightly while walking down the hallway. "Tight grip. Rough day?" She said and giggled. Of course, the guards didn't respond. She sat down in a seat and saw Nikki behind the glass. "Why are you here?" Brie asked. "Wanted to see you." Nikki whispered. Brie stuck her tongue out, "No you don't. What do you really want?" "What happened to you? Why are you so crazy now?" Nikki stared into her eyes sadly.

"All the best people are crazy."