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Eleanor.Lina packed some dishes without wasting time. She took some knives and handed me one. "we might need it," she said. It was true though. We had no idea what was waiting for us. She took some face caps and nose masks."You'd make a good spy," I commented. "I was one.""Oh." I took what she gave me and headed outside. I was about to get into the driver's seat when Lina banged the car. "I'd drive.""with pleasure." Who wants to stay there, stressing to get the steering wheel working? Such a hassle. I sat in the passenger seat and watched as she turn some buttons on. Phew! It was nice having a driver once again. She turned on the map of the car and imputed the address on the paper. I felt so grateful because we both might keep driving for hours and not get to the destination. What would a life without Google look like? Lina was swift with the wheel like they had oil in their turning point. How come they were so stiff when I was driving? She drove like she was an expert Like she
Eleanor The room was well decorated, I noticed and felt her body, pinching almost every part of her body. If it wasn't for the red scar that had always been on her forehead, I'd as well think it was another one of my hallucinations. I knelt before her and squeezed her hand. "Is it you?" I whispered, shutting my eyes to allow the tears to fall. She nodded, patting my back with her other hand. Those hands I have always longed for. I always dreamt about her, always wished she was with me. She smiled slightly, hiding the tears she was holding back. She opened her mouth to speak but she was struggling with it. I cleaned my nose with the glove and rubbed my face. "I'm getting you out of here. Now!""Eleanor! They're coming. We need to go." Lina whispered. "I'm not going anywhere without my mother!" I turned back to my mother. She kept sounding like she was humming a lullaby. "How is that your mother? Do you have any idea what you're saying?""shut up Lina! You can leave with your siste
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,