Trash it!

Eleanor slowly opened her eyes and the first pair of eyes she met were Arthur's piercing brown eyes.

"Eleanor!" Her mom called immediately as she ran towards her and slowly placed her hands on her head, Eleanor hissed in pain and Racheal- her Mom slowly removed her hands,

"Sorry dear," she whispered.

"Huh huh," Arthur cleared his throat and they both turned to look at him.

He stared at him with disdain and utter disgust, as far as he was concerned they were both just pretending.

Just like Eleanor did to win his dad over, but the pretence couldn't just work on him.

"Arthur, why did you do this to me?!" Eleanor whispered, rudely interrupting his thoughts.

"You have no right to question me!" Arthur snapped.

"You should actually..." Racheal began and Arthur raised his hands to her immediately and shut her up.

"I have absolutely nothing to say to you," he said curtly.

"It's you I have business with," he whispered as he moved closer to Eleanor's bed.

"What's this sneaky pictures you have with my dad!" He asked angrily as he held up the phone to Eleanor's face.

She tried to get up from the bed but she winced in pain as she fell back on it, 

"Don't you think it's too early for this," Racheal imputed immediately.

"Don't you have human feelings, or if at all, don't you have an elder at home ?!"

"You have no idea what the word respect means!" She vented angrily.

"Once again, you have no business in this!"

"You should stay out of this and in your lane!"

"By the way, respect for who ?! For you?! You're definitely joking!" He said with an irritated scoff.

"Arthur! I demand you accord my mom the same respect I'd accord your dad!" Eleanor muttered as she was finally able to sit up on her bed and he scoffed.

"So you accord him respect , that's why you go around sleeping with him you slut!" He snapped angrily.

"Never you compare my Dad to your mom!" 

"And let this be the last time you'd speak back to me in the manner you just did!"

"So you slammed my head on your car because you thought I was sleeping with your father!"

"I was your father personal assistant, and I still am until the induction day!,"

"Don't you think it makes sense that we are captured on camera together?!" 

"In such a compromising position huh and on a Sunday morning!" He asked with a scornful scoff.

"Oh this girl thinks she can really fool me!" He murmured to himself.

"What business deal could you possibly have on a Sunday morning!"

"You're just being very insecure and remind me again why you're fighting your mother's battle!"

"It was very low of you to do what you did to me today Arthur,"

"You should have confronted your father first,"

"And who the hell are you to tell me what to do and what not to do!" He snapped angrily.

"You almost killed me over a rumor?!"

"You didn't think it was right to ask me or your father a question?!" Eleanor voiced immediately as tears began to pour down her face.

Her mother moved closer to her and wrapped her hands around her, 

"That's alright El, " she murmured rubbing her shoulders tenderly.

"You won't cajole me with this fake tears of yours!"

"You work for me now, and that implies that you stay very far away from my father!"

"Nothing! I mean nothing should be linking the both of you again!" He growled.

"The next time I hear anything, even as littlest as a rumor, you won't like my reaction!" He growled and with that he turned around and walked out, slamming the door in the process. 

"Mom!" Eleanor whispered as she turned to her mom and broke down in tears.

"I'm so sorry Mom,"

"You don't deserve to go through this," she whispered, Racheal just patted her back as she nodded slowly.

"It's fine, we're grieving just the same and you don't deserve this too, "

"That's why we're here for each other," She said and Eleanor nodded slowly.

"Thank you mom, thank you," 

"This will pass my dear, and we will be fine" she whispered.

Eleanor kept on sobbing in her mother's arm and she patted her back until she stopped crying.

"Just to be sure, there's nothing right?!" Her mom said looking down at her eyeball to eyeball.

"Mom! Really?!" She whispered and Racheal bursted out laughing.

"I know, I know I trust you!" She whispered with a small smile.

The Wilson Mansion ....

"Arthur!" Isabella called gleefully as soon as Arthur walked into the house.

She stood up from the dining table where she was seated and walked towards him, immediately he got to her he pulled her into an hug.

"How are you?!" He asked in a whisper and she smiled as they disengaged.

"Doing good, since you decided to forget all about us since you moved ," she replied as they walked back to the dinning table.

"You know that's not true, Bella" he said and they both bursted out laughing.

"Whatever," she replied as they walked back to the dinning and she took her seat.

"So what do we have here, what are you doing?!" He asked and she smiled as she turned to look at the artwork on the table.

It was sort of like a street art, capturing the slum area of Los Angeles.

"It's just a piece of art I'm trying to work on, I think this is what I'd like to present on the exhibition day," she replied.

"You're still hell bent on this exhibition?!" Arthur asked.

"Ofcourse, it'll help dad with his slum outreach too," she replied and he nodded slowly.

"It's indeed beautiful," he said and she smiled.

"I know,"

"But why aren't you doing it over your canvas?!" He asked and she shook her head slowly.

"I just felt like ...."

"Arthur we need to talk!" Marshall said immediately walking into the living room and the both turned to look at him.

Arthur face grew serious as he looked up at his dad, the picture of him and Eleanor resurfacing in his head.

He immediately felt angry that his father would betray them like that, he knew what was coming next, his Dad was going to yell and blame him for what happened to Eleanor, and he would do absolutely anything to skip that tonight, he was in no mood for yelling. 

Arthur patted Isabella's shoulder slowly and he walked up to his dad.

"Why did you do what you did?!" Marshall asked calmly and Arthur rolled his eyes, his gaze hardening.

"Do what?!" He asked pretending to be oblivious of what had just happened with Eleanor.

"Don't ask me stupid questions Arthur!"

"You know what you did, go ahead and answer my question, don't push me tonight!" Marshall growled in reply.

"I did what I had to do Dad!" He replied, his voice equally rising.

"I did what I had to do, you say?!"

"I did what I had to do, I repeat!"

"You did what you had to do, I laugh!" Marshall snapped 

"Did you stop to think how we would have felt with those trending pictures?!" Arthur asked.      

"How Bella would have felt!"

"How Mom would have felt!" He said stressing in the Mom.

"And did your mom come to you to complain?!" Marshall snapped.

"She didn't have to dad!"

"She didn't have to! I'm her son and I know how to react when my family is down,"

"You shouldn't have done that to us dad! Eleanor?!"

"She's just one of your poverty alleviation scheme from the slum outreach!" He snapped.

"Shut up your mouth !" 

"Dad, I'm really ...."

"I said shut the hell up Arthur!"

"How dare you speak of her in that manner!"

"Where the hell did all your morals go! How did you become like this!" He growled.

"You weren't caring about your family!"

"You were being plain stupid and unreasonable,"

"I mean, you knocked her unconscious!"

"I'm disappointed in you Arthur!"

"Even if the rumors were true, was that the right way to go about it!" He growled.

"I expected this childish behavior from Isabella, yet she acted so maturely about it!" He growled.

"You're not ten Arthur! You should know that we're public figures and the media will always be media!"

"Internet will always be internet! Rumors will come up!"

"You should know better than to think they're serious!" He growled.

Marshall stepped intimidatingly close to him and Arthur stepped backwards a little bit as he removed his hands from his pocket.

"I know this isn't about the picture,"

"You had something against that girl right from day one!" 

"Yes! I met her at the slum outreach, she had potential Arthur and she was worth it!"

"She's a gem Arthur and I didn't have to do much work, she has being of immense profit to the organization and you know it!"

"I'm very sure you're just angry she disappointed all your expectations of her, and now you're taking it out on the poor girl,"

"Dad I ..."

"I! Said ! Shut your mouth!" Marshall snapped.

"Shut the hell up! You have nothing meaningful to say!" 

"You have to work hand in hand with that girl, or by yourself you'll ruin that company!"

"And I definitely won't take it lightly with you!"

"This is the time to trash whatever nonsense you have against Eleanor,"

"Trash it"

"Trash it now Arthur!"