Eleanor yawned and rubbed her eyes. She had fallen asleep. She looked to her wrist watch and it was 6:27pm. She'd been in the cab with Carl for over an hour, which was a lot longer than she'd thought she was going to be in a cab for. She inhaled, exhaled and looked to the rearview mirror, hoping to send a smile to Carl but his eyes were focused on the road... Sheesh... Antisocial much? Speaking of road, where the flipping stones were they? She scooted over to be closer to the window and looked outside. All she saw was.... A jungle. Bright green, yellow, faded brown and all bunch of colours made up the vegetation.
"Woah" she gazed at everything in awe. Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful. The scenery was picture worthy. Vast untamed nature, all around her. She looked back to Carl"This forest... It leads to Lake Creek? I'm surprised there is a cleared path to drive-" she was thrown back into her seat as the car came to an abrupt stop. "Oof! A warning would have been nice" she mumbled under her breath as her hands went to grab her hair out of her eyes. She heard a door slam and her eyes shot open. Carl got out, pulled her bag out of the trunk and yanked her door open"What-why? What happened?" She peered up at him"This is your stop" came his monotonous answerShe looked around, still sitting in the car "I-i don't understand. What do you mean my stop? This is a jungle, Carl""This is your stop" he repeated.She narrowed her eyes at him "Is this a joke?"He pulled her out in an oddly gentle manner while goosebumps broke out all over her skin. Sweet fudge, his hands were cold! He needed to be introduced to something called hand lotion.... And a nail clipper. He stepped a bit to the side and just behind him, she saw a very narrow path. About big enough for her legs alone. She was intrigued because something about the way everywhere looked... Felt familiar. Almost like she'd been here before. Seen it before. She was pulled out of her thoughts by Carl pulling her bag up to her. She turned to face him"I'm guessing I have to go through here?"He just stared. Eleanor blinked."There is no other way?" He stared at her for a long time and it was beginning to freak her out. Slowly, he turned and began to walk back around to his car. She was astounded"Now wait there a second! You brought me here, just to leave me in the middle of nowhere?! What is wrong wi- what am I supposed to do now?!"He turned to face her, slowly tilted his head to the side and said "walk". Walk? WALK?!"Walk where?" She shouted in frustration"Lake Creek"Eleanor was speechless. She breathed out a laugh and sat on the floor, in the middle of nowhere, folded her arms around her legs and laughed. She laughed till her eyes watered and her breath left her"Is this a movie? Pick a random person to prank day?" Carl just watched. "You want me to just believe that this... All this drama-" she waved her hands around "- is real? Okay. Let's pretend that I believe it. I'll walk through this path for.... How long? Any turns I have to make? What if I want some tea? Or no, what if the boogey monster-""You're running out of time"She lost it. Her face flamed red in untold anger and she erupted in a stream of angry Italian. She got up and contained her urge to scream, shut her eyes, inhaled..... Then exhaled. She interlaced her fingers together and open her eyes, with a calm expression on her face"What time Carl?" She asked In a quiet voice and for the life of her, he smiled. Carl smiled! So this was a joke?!"I like you.""Ah yes, I am quite the charmer. Seriously Carl-""Go""Stop it"He barely moved but she was sure she saw a frown."You don't know what I mean? I mean I'm in the middle of nowhere with a strange cab driver, no offense, an aching back and you're telling me to go? Go where? There.is.nowhere.to.go, Carl" she said pointedlyHe exhaled. Eleanor watched him exhale.....Like he was dealing with a petulant child and she had half the mind to beat him silly right there, but he was the only living human asides her, in an unknown place. She didn't want his blood on her hands, if he had any, but boy wasn't that thought tempting?!"Walk through that path. It is the only way you can get to Lake Creek. This is as far as I can bring you"She couldn't help but raise a brow. He spoke. He actually knew more words than just basic greeting and stuff. Thank God!!! She turned to face the path in question"It is a straight road" she shivered and jumped back as Carl was suddenly standing beside herShe ran her hands through her hair "I really don't have a choice, do i? Can you take me back?" Partially wanting to go back. To what though? She'd be fired."No." Why did she expect that answer "Go. You are running out of time"She swallowed down the ugre to cry or punch something and picked up her bag. "How much do I owe you for driving me insane?"He literally laughed. Right in her face. "Go"She opened her mouth to say something, then thought better of it and turned to face the cab. If this was a joke, she would see the end of it and God help whomever set people up to this. She took a step"One more thing" Carl said , suddenly sounding grave. She turned to face him. "No matter what happens, don't look back. Keep moving"With that, he fast walked to the car, got in and drove offEleanor was in a daze "what?!". SheShook her head and started her journey.The path was very narrow. It was a good thing she brought a small enough suitcase. She saw some really interesting shrubs and some really weird Looking plants. She was tempted to take photos but the time on her phone warned her otherwise. A part of her mind was beginning to question the path. She could actually die out here. Why had she followed Carl again? Oh right! The other cab drivers were feet crushing maniacs. Where were bounty hunters when you needed them? Those cab drivers must be criminals. Only criminals drove for the sole purpose of feet termination. She didn't realize that the area surrounding the path had slowly become almost void of trees till a certain wind blew and she was forced to look up. How this area had no trees at all, but managed to look so desolate, even with the shrubs on the side, she would never know but she most certainly did not like the feeling she was getting. Her heart began to race. Her palms began to sweat. Her mouth went dry as cold uneasy breeze blew past her ears and rattled the plants around her. Her gut warned her. Suddenly, no sounds were heard apart from her footsteps, the howling wind, the squeak of her suitcase's rolling wheels and her heavy breathing."Look who we have here" she heard from behind her. Her entire body froze in place as her heart beat sky rocketed. This must be a dream.That voice. The way her body went still in shock, with her heart fighting to break clean out of her body, only one voice was able to do that to her. She listened intently with her eyes closed and allowed herself to sigh out in relief when she heard nothing at all. It was probably all in her head... Or a dream again. She subtly pinched herself. Pain. She felt pain. It wasn't a dream. Okay.... Okay then. Not a dream. She let her body unfurl and slowly took air in. She gripped the handle of her suitcase and, after giving her over active imagination a Stern talking-to, took a step."Humans. How amusing"She gasped and a cold sweat broke out all over her naked skin. No"Remember me, sweetheart?"No"How do you say it, has a cat got your tongue?"She gripped her head and breathed hard "Stop" she whispered"What are we stopping, dear?""No. Stop it, Eleanor. Stop it""A very pretty name"She gripped her head harder. Her temples cried out in
He stood at the base of the bed, observing the Olive skin coloured, black haired beauty who still hadn't regained consciousness after 4 days. He had decided to take a walk when he'd seen her. The one time he decides to walk outside the forest, he comes back with an unconscious lady. Why did he have to come back with her? He didn't actually but he wanted to. He could have ignored it. Could have ignored that smell but.... He just couldn't. She smelt of two things and those things were what attracted him. The first smell was pungent.... Like ashes, hell's heat and gut, and there was only one species that produced such smell and even at that, only a select number of them.The second smell was faded but he caught it. It was something he'd only ever heard of, described by some, but he'd never smelt it himself.... Never seen him, himself..... Forest, salty water and decomposing flesh. Judging by the wounds on her, she'd been through a lot but the question was, how was she alive? WHY w
Eleanor hobbled over to the bathroom and her mouth dropped open in shock. Not what she was expecting. She hobbled back into the room to examine it. She hadn't actually looked at it before but now, it was beautiful. Huge king sized bed in the middle with little tables and lamps around it, a black comforter draped over it and a plush material around the massive head board. A huge set of spacious wardrobes took up the right side of the room and on the left side, a wide smooth oak table took up residence beside the window and the window! With a lovely white window-sill, it was huge, with the bottom of the window sitting just a few feet away from the ground, barely reaching her waist, providing a vast view of the forest. Wow! Some drawers at the other end of the room opposite the bed and a few chairs around the room, completed a very nice looking room with the main colours being black, white and the occasional brown and dark blue. Very lovely! In the middle of nowhere! She hobbled back t
"Did I really smell that bad?"He nodded."Well..... Maybe it's because I ran""No.""What?""It's not because you ran.""And how would you know that?""How did you get here?""Do your emotions determine the colour of your eyes?"He exhaled in annoyance and she blinked up sweetly at him. "Yes.""You don't have a lot of friends, do you?""How did you get here?""How or why?""Eleanor." He warned"You aren't clear with your questions." She hopped off the chair and began to limp around the kitchen"Walk me through everything about you being here."She picked up a tomato and bit into it. He rose a brow at her and she smiled "Sorry. Bad habit. Okay," she sat. "I came here because of work-" all amusement left his face and his eyes resumed their sharp green colour"What work?""I'm a writer for a magazine in New York called Black and You and my job was on the line so I came here.""I'm Sorry, Bla
"Are houses like this scattered all over the woods? This is amazing!" Eleanor stated, in awe of the house in front of her. It was a beautiful bungalow with the roof painted a lovely brick red, the walls painted white and the window trimmings, mud brown. It was huge! In the middle of nowhere! Andreas walked them up the porch steps, gently placed her down in front of the door and pressed a small white button right beside it. Eleanor's brows rose. She definitely hadn't seen that. A small rectangular set up protruded out of the wall and he rose the covering. A small screen, key pad and finger print scanner presented itself. Her eyes widened. Andreas pushed a few buttons and a double beeping sound was heard. He took Eleanor's hand, placed her thumb on the scanner, a few moments later, it double beeped and the keypad and screen retreated, leaving only the scanner. It beeped again and the door came open. Andreas watched Eleanor eyes dart from him, to the scanner, to the door, repeat cycle.
Eleanor had refused to tell Andreas about her dream, no matter how much he'd asked. She just refused. Did she have a reason? Not really, but why didn't she tell him? No reason either she just..... didn't."I want to go to a library. My map showed that there's one not too far from here. Take me, please?"He observed her for a while, then sighed and nodded, then went to take a bath. After a while of waiting, she rose a brow when he finally appeared.... Mystery man knew how to dress. Black jeans, a deep navy blue coloured T-shirt that looked painted on over those muscles... He must be a devotee of the gym, a brown leather jacket and a pair of black combat boots. He had his hair up in a man bun and she stared at his beautifully carved face as he focused on fastening a watch onto his wrist."Stop staring." He casually stated and walked for the door. She followed and had to swallow when she caught a whiff of him. He was HOT! What kind genes did he have?! Probably not even Z
Eleanor spun to face her."How did you know my name?"She laughed. "I know everything. I'm Anna."Eleanor blinked. "Uh.... Okay.""Please, sit down."She sat and watched Anna stare at her, with a strange smile on her face."Anna?""I'm sorry, Ella. I'm just so excited. You're finally here! And even more beautiful in person." She laughed out in glee.Eleanor was freaked out. "Finally here? Do you know my mom? Or boss?""No no, well, not yet anyway. How are you?""Who are you?"Her smile deepened. "I'm Anna. I see you're confused.""You see very right! This place looks amazing!"Eleanor couldn't help herself. It looked amazing. Anna smiled."I know. Planted them myself.""No way. It's like wonderland out here!"Anna smiled. "Not to toot my own horn but, I'm awesome."Eleanor laughed, "No kidding." and stared at Anna. Anna stared back."You're not screaming. That's good."Eleanor nodded. "Tha
Eleanor instantly felt horrible."I am so so sorry."He just nodded."Based off the way that you described your dad, I get that it's pretty personal for you but if ever, you need someone to talk to, I'm here for you."He said nothing.Eleanor felt so sad. Mr. Montrier died. But how? He was so full of life and energy and he wasn't even that old. Was he sick? He was her best friend at a point. The topic of death made her mind wonder and she didn't like it. She looked up at Andreas and he looked pretty lost in thought too."So, what does orange mean?"He looked down at her "what?""Orange. What does it mean?"He shot her a look and looked away.She stared up at him."Stop staring.""I will if you tell me the emotion behind the colour."He said nothing. Just kept walking."Please?" She blinked sweetly, up at him.He exhaled heatedly "Bella.""You call me Bella now but you called me Eleanor when we were at th