Writer's POV Harrison sat in front of the television, gulping down the fourth bottle of liquor. He always made mistakes but this crowned it all. How pathetic he was, so heartless and stupid. He should have believed Eleanor from the very first time she said it. He blinked hard and resisted the urge to throw a bottle at the TV. "Fuck!" He screamed, lashing out his anger on anything his hands touched as he rose from the chair he was seated in. Full of pain and regrets. He went to Eleanor's room, the scent of her body still lurked around. Her bed was neatly laid, and the room was tidy. As Eleanor went out and she'd soon be back, Harrison laid on her bed, expecting what he knew too well was not coming back home. Loneliness kicked in, he needed her badly. You never know what you have until you lose it, that quote was proving itself to him at the moment. He opened a book he found on her table, took him moments to realize she was putting all her thoughts in the book, more like a mini dia
Writer's POVEverything had changed, and yet on the surface, nothing was different. Gabriel Carol, Eleanor's Father, was effusive in his work as a father. He has managed to keep the sanity in the house, keeping Eleanor at arm's length. Jess frequented Eleanor's room and Van kept her updated on the latest things she needed to know about school. Of course, she still wanted to go to school. She had nothing to do now that she was on her own.Not a single call or message had come from Harrison since the day she left the court, why was she expecting? To gather her life back, she would focus on being an artist and put every other thing aside, including love. Her heart still shivers from the thought of Harrison holding her hand once again. Why? Because she loved him. He was essential to her being like air and water. He gave her a purpose beyond mere existence.And now, as she read her books and sucked on a strawberry candy, she realized less harm had been done. "Are you inside?" Her father's
Writer's POV Serena got married to Harrison in haste. She'd told him to take his time but he insisted on having it right away. The wedding wasn't what Serena thought for herself. The guests were so few, the wedding wasn't announced. It took place in a Catholic Church, very close to their house. Serena felt so bad about getting married in a Catholic church, all the bad things she did to Eleanor wouldn't let her mind rest. Harrison wasn't happy on the day of their wedding, barely smiling at the guest. She wanted Harrison and he was hers now but why does she feel like she has taken something that isn't hers? Something that wasn't meant for her? They had no honeymoon and Harry became worse. He would slice a maid's face with a knife if she put too much sugar in his tea or coffee, he didn't hesitate to shoot a guard who got under his nerves. As for her, she stayed in a separate room downstairs. He put a lock on Eleanor's room and would hit anyone he saw around the room. He was possessed
Writer's POV"... and that's all they did in the class. It was just too much for me to understand. How do you even understand the things you are taught in class? Eleanor, you are a genius." Jess paced about in the sitting room while Van was busy with his video games. "It's not that hard Jessica, you are just too stubborn to understand. Try to be open-minded, maybe it would allow you to assimilate the things you are being taught. You should confide in me too, it's not hard to do. I understand math and some other subjects," Eleanor answered her sister and flipped a page of the book she was reading.She was studying color blending and how to use oil paint. it was the next idea she just made up. "You should try something better, like art. In art, you express your heart and feelings. It's not compulsory though, I'm just a lover of heart." Jess hissed and went to her room like Eleanor wasn't making much sense to her. Eleanor paid no attention to Jess's storming foot. Eleanor's phone rang
writer's pov"I would be able to see Hendrix easily and also get to play with Magny for two weeks," Eleanor said to herself on her bed. She rolled on her bed again facing her door. It was just two weeks, sure she could survive but waking up every day with the thought that Harrison was living in the same house was driving her mad. Her phone rang, Emil was taking his job as her best friend so seriously. She chuckled and picked up. "I'm sure you laughed before picking up," Emil said while laughing. "I think you have a camera stationed in my room now. It feels so good, speaking to you on a call like this. Ummm…""You are thinking about Harrison ain't you? If it bothers you too much, why don't you just go, risk it and come back in two weeks? It's just two weeks, okay." Emil had no idea how much two weeks were for Eleanor. For Eleanor, it was simply two weeks of torture. She couldn't imagine how it would feel, living with Harrison for two solid weeks and not being who she used to be worrie
Writer's POVEleanor's mother stood up quietly, looking at Eleanor for some answers. "Is it who I think I'm seeing?" Father wasted no time. He hugged her mother so dearly. "Roosevelt," he said in-between tears. "You are real. It is really you. This is your flesh, your breath, your voice, your eyes, your smell. I know them all, I can never be mistaken. Oh, how I have missed you. I never thought I'd ever see you again."Mother just stood in his arms, allowing tears to flow like a waterfall. Mother of all people must have missed father the most. Eleanor never knew a love that was greater than theirs. She thought she had prepared herself for the whole love drama but she caught herself shedding little tears while she watched them reunite.After what seemed to be a very long time, they both detached and touched each other's bodies, especially Dad. He touched mother's hair, her cheeks, and her chin. "It's been twenty years," her mother stated."It's been twenty years, ten months, and twenty
Writer's POVEleanor stared at Hendrix and his innocent face, throwing all those words at her like they were just casual words "I don't want to do any of all the things you have been mentioning, I just want to eat, then go back to my house. I have questions for you though." The waiter brought the food which looked a little bit funny. It used something that looked like broccoli to form a heart shape on the plate and filled the space within it with chips and sauce."What is so special about this dish that they have to give it such a complicated name?" Eleanor protested. "You are more used to the American dishes around here by being so illiterate when it comes to French food but you know how to French kiss. Did you even pass French In school?"Damn Hendrix, she could, at any point from now, throw her bag on his nose and that big mouth of his. "Whatever. This is a decent place to take your time."Hendrix laughed. "You look so frustrated. Look at those blazing eyes. Beautiful yet psycho. D
Writer's POVEleanor paddled an invisible bicycle in the air with her legs facing the ceiling. Her earphones were tightly firm on her ears while she played candy crush on her phone. She listened and vibed to one of Cardi B's songs that were on her phone, twisting and whining her head and waist. She picked a berry from the tree that was beside her bed and tossed it in her mouth."Hey!" She heard a distant scream from the high volume of her earphone. She removed them and placed them on her neck. She sat up in frustration. "What is it?" She blurted out, not looking at Harrison at all. She had no idea when he entered her room, he must have knocked and she didn't answer it. She ate another berry from the tray beside her and went to sit on her reading chair. "I have been here, calling you several times but you refused to answer me."Eleanor waved a careless hand. "You must have seen that my ears were occupied and I was quite busy. It's easy for you to leave and come back next time. Next t