Disclaimer: I don't own Willy's Wonderland. I don't own the picture (cover). Or the song.

(Inspired by qwertuno oneshot called 'Don't Look back.' Mainly part 4. Could be seen as a continuation.  Read their oneshots series, they're amazing.)

(Hope you enjoy.)

Eloise kept a close eyes on Liv.

The girl who she'd considered a daughter. Even if she got in trouble time and time again.

She's still her little girl.

The daughter she'd saved that day. The one who she adopted instead of the poor, suffering little one going into foster care...

Even if she played a massive in their deaths.

Eloise's guilt preyed on her like the plague. Spreading all over so it could feast on her very souls at least. The situation got far worse.

Liv'd been turned into a stuff bunny.

Laying there innocently like a family heirloom passed done generation. She's so small now.

So precious.

Eloise felt a possessive side rise in all this. Keeping Liv go herself. She never speak anymore. At least, not to the one she's supposed to confused a mother.

"Oh, Liv."

Eloise muttered, picking the doll up. It contained the soul of Liv trapped within. Whether anyone believed Eloise's story or not didn't matter.

She had Liv now. She wouldn't go to Willy's.

Liv once mentioned she hated living with Eloise.

And now with being all she had for support and no way of able to be getting out. She's stuck there. Willy the weasel was right.

She'd received a fate worse than imagined.