Harrison.I checked the time for the sixteenth time, still, Eleanor wasn't back. I dropped the table clock and went downstairs. "She's not back sir," Jay said before I even asked him. Earlier, I had asked Jay to look everywhere for her, in case she was in danger. He searched her house, her school, everywhere and she was nowhere to be found. Jay was my most trusted guard, I was sure he checked everywhere. "Okay, perhaps you should check-"Eleanor walked in. I ran towards her and yanked her hand. She shouted from what seemed to be a pain. I looked after it again. She looked too neat. Too neat for someone who went out for such a very long time. "Come with me," I asked and dragged her to my room. She was slow and sluggish. That was when I knew she was hiding something. Whenever I glanced at her, she would wink and smoothen her face. When we got to my room, she stood still, like a soldier."where were you?" I asked her. "I went on a trip with a friend," she said blankly. I studied her
Mr. Carol( Eleanor's father).Back in the day, Roosevelt used to be so friendly and funky. She'd smile across the streets with her full chunky gown and her blue beret. Her foot hose was made from acrylic yarn, judging from the way I saw them twenty years ago.She'd hop around the newspaper company every morning, distributing mail with her bicycle. "Hi Gerald," she always shouted whenever she saw me in the Shaums port office. She was beautiful and she knew so. We got married about two years after I met her and eventually gave birth after a very long time.She insisted we named her "Eleanor". Eleanor was everything to her. I flipped the picture of her and Eleanor as a baby back into the frame. With Serena dead, I had lost everything. I got mad at Roosevelt but she tried her best to be calm. When I heard about her accident and death, and signed those damn papers, I realized I had done the greatest sin that no on
Eleanor.My eyes opened slightly with ease. I have never had a sleep so peaceful. I tried standing but my movement was restricted by a familiar hand. The scent I could never forget."You're awake," Mr Harrison said. Of course, I am awake. Obviously. He dabbed my head with a damp towel. "You always get into trouble when I'm not there."I closed my eyes. For a moment, I wished I hadn't woken up yet. "What are you doing here?" I asked."You tend to forget things anytime you are in my room," he said ludicrously. I bit a smile and turned to the other side of the bed. "Why am I always in your room anytime I wake up from an illness?" It was a rhetorical question."Why do you think? It's because I am your fairy godmother…or should I say, your guardian angel." He cracked his neck. "What would you like to eat? Should I prepare you a perfect meal or you'd rather eat me? I am hot enough."I laughed. He was being too flirtish. "I'd have food, please. You should cook it yourself.""Are you testing
EleanorMr. Harrison invited him in. He sat down on the sofa opposite the couch. I stared at him. Such a cruel man. He dared not look into my eyes. Ten years. It's been exactly ten years since he was gone. Ten fucking years of suffering from those people. "What do you want here?" I demanded with a stern voice. "Eleanor, I know you don't want to see me, I know but listen to me. Please. ""I do not want to hear anything. Please leave. Leave!!!" I shouted standing up. I couldn't hold my tears back. "Ten years, father. Ten fucking years! You had no idea how I have been! How the fuck I feed! You never spoke to me, you never did anything. You left me with no hope, nothing. Because of you, I have been a slave all my life. I am taunted by my past. I lived a life where life wasn't worth living. You were my last family, and you left. You abandoned me! Now you're back some ten years later. What for? Want to play the father role? Guess what? You have no child to father!"I have never been so fum
Eleanor. "keep breathing," Mr. Harrison said to me. Or rather, Harrison as he has told me to call him. We were both on the couch, kissing and munching on ourselves. "What exactly did you do to Serena? I need to know.""You need not feel insecure, Leanor. She was a bitch herself. You wouldn't believe it." He coached me back to him as we lay on the couch. It was nice enough to be with him. It was all I ever wished for and best of it all, he called me "Leanor". It's been ages since I heard someone call me that. I wished I could see August, at least one last time. "You can tell me the story if you don't mind." Harrison~the name sounds weird, calling him that way made him carry me off the couch and up the stairs. I stared at his well-built breastplates. Physically, they looked like steak beef, perhaps I was just hungry.He popped me on the bed with a devious smile. His hair fell on his face. The wax had melted and his body was sticky. He sat on me and stared at me in the dark. The rays
Eleanor. That night, Mr. Harrison told me about how Serena had been a scumbag. I couldn't believe it at first. He knew she was cheating on him but he still wanted her to be close to him. That was pathetic, especially from someone like him. He didn't sound so hurt by it, he claimed I was all he needed. He further explained to me that he was expecting her to say something related to her disappearance from California. I felt sorry for him though. Why would someone want to cheat on him? She also was a little bit daft. The source of her wealth was Mr. Harrison. Nikki had explained it all to me when she was around. But something was strange about Serena. Anytime she was around, she felt so familiar. I didn't want to get myself on her bad side even though I already am. I should visit her one of these days. When I woke up, Harrison wasn't there anymore. I took a brief shower and wore one of his big hoodies. The one he wore when I first saw him in this house. They were cozy and beautiful,
Eleanor"So father. You can speak now. I have a lot of questions for you. First, how come I do not know about this place?" Dad turned on his office chair. " That is exactly where I want to start. I need to ask you, were you given a box from Mary? Like any box made of iron…decorated.."A box…right! Stepmom did give me a box when Dad disappeared. "Yes, she did.""So did you open it?" he asked furiously. I didn't. I hated him too much at the time to open the trash he gave to me. Before he disappeared, he never showed any affection for me. "no I didn't. I was waiting for your return. Dad, you left me and all you can do is send me a box? I wasn't interested in anything that was in it. It accomplished to change the fact that you left me."Dad held my hands. "Baby, look. I didn't mean to leave you like that. I explained this to you already and I regret it. I do"so what's in the box?" I asked, pouring and facing the other side. "in that box, was the evidence that this place exists and I left
EleanorLina served strawberry pancakes that she just made with orange juice. I sat beside Mom, holding onto her hand so tight. It felt as if, if I left her for the slightest moment, she'd be gone."Eleanor, she's not going anywhere," Lina said with her American accent. I cleared my throat. "So what has she told you?" I asked Lina."she's not fully recovered. There was no sign of torture but her leg is broken perhaps she had an accident. I called a nurse, she said they had been feeding her a particular drug that contained strong caffeine so she might have memory loss gradually but she is fighting it. Currently, she knows who you are, and she has been saying your name. She said she wasn't going to tell us anything until you came around. It's about time.""you both. keep talking about me like I am not sitting right here." I turned to Mom. Lina was as shocked as I was. "what? Why are you surprised? I am not deaf and dumb you know."My shocked face quickly turned to a happy one. Mom was k
The sound of "Here comes the bride" echoed through the church of St Paul. A lot of people were seated in the church, waiting for the bride to come around. Eleanor was in the changing room, fighting her corset with Lina."Damn, this is tight. I could have chosen a much better dress. All in the name of fashion. What if I fail to breathe and I faint in front of my husband? Ish.""If you fail to breathe, I will pour you water. Just in case.""Emill," Lina warned."What? Have you forgotten what she did to me on our wedding day? She hid my tie and made me use a bow tie.""And it was perfect but you don't trust your best friend. That is what is wrong with you. Anyway, if you pour me water, you would owe me 5 million dollars. I would collect it from you. I know you know that.""Eleanor, you still want to bully me on your wedding day? Jeez. People change, why didn't you?" Someone knocked on the door and Emil went to pick it up. "You're not supposed to see your bride before the wedding. They s
Writer's POVHarrison went back to his hotel and tried to think about what he could do for Eleanor. It was a hard task. He knew Eleanor wouldn't just agree to see him just like that. There was nothing he could think of buying that would be catchy to her.He went to bed, hoping the next day would be very good.*** Eleanor walked back and forth to the room. "Again, who invited Harrison? This isn't a joke. Why would one of you invite Harrison without my permission? Why?"Her mother sat on a chair, knitting stockings. "As much as I hate the boy, he still looks handsome. Did you ask him the type of cream he was using?""Mother, this is not funny. Do you know how I felt when I saw him? I was going to lose my mind. Why would you do such things behind my back?"No one was answering her. She sat in the chair, frustratingly shaking her leg. "Well, I think he's a changed person. I heard he built a house for orphans on the streets. It is also said that he is a good man and he let out all his slav
Writer's POVHe held the child's hands and looked around as she led him to a hallway. "Magny? Where are you? Come out now. We have a visitor, he says he bears annoying Harry's name."Harrison laughed. The child was something. He found the plastic horse on the ground. He bent down and showed her the toy. Tada" "Yay! You found Magny." She hugged him. That was when Harrison perceived it. "Thank you, Uncle Harrison. I'll see you later, okay?" She said and ran off. He stood still. He could never mistake it. She smelled exactly like Eleanor. Exactly like Eleanor, he was sure of it. Come to think of it, her hair was also gray and her eyes belonged to Eleanor. If he wasn't hallucinating, then he was running mad. He closed his eyes and turned around. "I need to get them now. Mia, nice, go find Harry. Look for him, I didn't say you should hide and seek…" he heard the voice and the clacking sounds of shoes coming his way. He quickly hid in a corner.The fact that he was there wasn't the probl
Writer's POV*Five years later*"Brother, look at this model. She also sent you a message and you still haven't replied. Why? Do you want to live like this forever? This isn't some Disney movie. I am married and you are not. People are talking," Nikki protested to her brother who was packing his bags. He wasn't paying attention to Nikki and he wasn't interested in doing so. "Brothers I am talking to you, do not ignore me.""Nikki. People are different. Some people love marriages…some don't. I don't. I need to get to the office. I am trying to lead by example."Nikki pursed her lips. "Is this because of Eleanor? Are you still punishing yourself for that? You know you deserve it but this is enough. It's been five years and you are not getting any younger. You need to find someone to get married to and have kids. Who would take care of your company when you are gone?"Harrison was dressed and tired of Nikki. He would do anything to drive her out of his house but he didn't want to push h
Writer's POVHarrison walked around the house, screaming and throwing things apart. How would he explain it to her? She wouldn't even want to hear him out. He was done. He had to accept the fact that he would never have her again. There was no magic for him to perform.*Two hours earlier*Harrison was mild and sad, wondering and planning how he was going to meet Eleanor and get the shit out of her. Someone knocked on his door. The guards opened. For a moment he thought it was going to be Eleanor but instead, it was her friend, Candy.He knew Candy was Eleanor's friend so he thought it would be easy if he sent Candy to Eleanor so that Eleanor would at least mind meeting him."Good morning Mr. Tolstoy. How are you?" Of course, he wasn't fine. All he wanted at the moment was to see Eleanor. "I am fine," he lied. "Eleanor isn't here at the moment and Jay already took his leave. I thought he told you all that?""Oh, dear. I wasn't sure about what he was telling me on the phone and why Elea
Writer's POVEleanor Carol dressed up in black. Luxury Black. She did her makeup and made sure everything was pitch black. She took her bag and headed out of the house. Her destination was a place she didn't want to visit but Emil just reminded her how brutally she was of that place. She entered Tolstoy's apartment. The guards didn't stop her. Every clicking sound of her shoes emitted danger. She wasn't smiling. She went in and went straight to the stables. She didn't care if Harrison was home or not. The moment she saw Magny, the horse neighed happily. I hadn't seen her for a long time. She smiled. At least something was still capable of making her smile. She related the horse. She was taking him home. She found the men that used to be there. They already knew her face so they let her be. Perhaps they had no idea Hendrix was in prison. She caressed the horse and calmed it down. It must have been so lonely staying there alone. There was no Hendrix to take care of him so she was goi
Writer's POV"Mother, you know you don't necessarily need to give Eleanor the princess treatment. You have no idea what she has done to me whenever I was with her in my house. Mother, I have PTSD. She is a scary person. Too scary," Emil grumbled and reported.He was done with his part of the chore and he wanted to sleep like Eleanor. He was just trying to be closer to Eleanor's mother. He understood why Eleanor had to take a break."You are trouble, Emil. If I were Eleanor, I would throw you something hard in the face. you would wonder why I did that to you. Do you want to sleep too or do you just want to disturb me?"Mother was done with her cleaning too, it looked like the whole house was back to being brand new. He followed Mother back to the sitting room. He just wanted to have some time with her. Emil didn't lie about the way she had been approaching and referring to him. When they were kids, she used to be a mother to both of them. She was strict and equally sweet. She would ca
Writer's POVSerena finally had peace of mind. She was back with her family and she had nothing to worry about. Liam was already in prison, nothing could threaten her any more. She felt a little pity for Eleanor. She didn't deserve what she got but Serena was still glad for their lives.This was the calm after the storm. She finished cleaning Jess's room and Eleanor's room. She had a lot to do there but with the music she was listening to, it was all a piece of cake.They all already had breakfast so she went to take her bath. Jess's room was nice and cozy. It was her room now. She had to decorate it the way she wanted and please. First, she needs to get Liam's card. She can't just sit and not gain anything from him just like that.After taking her bath, she called Anderson. She told him she would need his company to go and search Liam's house. Now that they know he has children although both kids were also in prison, they would be out soon and they would want to go and claim their fa
Writer's POVEleanor finally heard what she wanted to hear but why wasn't she happy? Why wasn't she rejoicing? A larger part of her was broken down, thrown into pieces. She regretted taking the case to court. She should have stayed and arrested Mary. She should have just found an alternative rather than being in so much pain to herself.With the things she just went through, she knew it would take her a very long time to love and be loved. She trusted Harrison. She believed almost everything he said, just to figure out he was the reason why she was going through everything she was going through and he was okay with it. He didn't say a word about knowing who she was but he did all along. She watched as Mary was taken away alongside her children. There was no difference in her facial expression. As for Hendrix, he walked majestically past. She trusted him too much too.She thought she had seen a friend but it backfired on her. Eventually, she was left with Emil, the only one who stayed