11 Months later...."Calm down, baby."Eleanor sighed heavily. Pulling her thumb out of her mouth, she looked out of the window of the moving car. The original person who had bought the company from Maxwell Black was coming, and she had been told by Ramone that he wanted to see the lead editor and a few other writers. Her main worry was that he'd find something unsatisfactory and fire someone. Maybe her. Maybe some else. Her nerves were all over the place.She sighed noisily and licked her lips."I can't. I'm so anxious.... I think I'm going to throw up.""Again?" He asked with concern and pulled over. She bolted out of the car and bent over, heaving the nausea away. Moments later, she felt his palm rubbing her back."Are you okay? You haven't even had anything yet."She slowly nodded, feeling the nausea backing away. She'd been feeling funny for the past month, but had refused to go to a hospital. She didn't think it was serious. Just nausea, mid day dizziness, and constant tirednes
Andreas walked into the house at around past 6 p.m. and headed straight for the bedroom. Eleanor had banned him from leaving the office before due time, assuring him that she was okay and requesting that he focus on work. After that, she'd said nothing to him at all. Not even when he'd begged. She hadn't picked up his calls, nor had she responded to his texts. His only consolation was that her sister had gone to her. When she'd texted him an hour ago telling him that she was leaving, he'd left the office immediately. He was home a whole hour later.Traffic in New York was no joke. He walked into their bedroom, but didn't see her. Checking other rooms, he finally found her in his art room. She was standing in front of the painting of her he'd been planning to gift her with, in nothing but her bright orange lacy bra and panties. She turned to look at him and the look he saw on her face pushed sexy time to the back of his mind.He moved to stand behind her."It's very beautiful," she whi
Eleanor inhaled and exhaled, slowly and watched as the air from her nostrils created a fog in front of her and she smiled. The night was peacefully cool. The stars were ever bright. The lake right before her.... So calm... So sullen.... So beautiful, yet fierce. It waited, Watching the sky as the sky watched back. Eleanor sat and watched the waters. The serenity was enthralling. Her mind was having a field day. The quiet was lulling her... Pulling her in. Her thoughts all around the place, yet, nowhere. The crickets all in disorganized sync. The shrubs and flowers bowing ever so slightly to the gentle breeze. It was an out of this world experience... To be one with nature. She heard as the wind began to pick up. Heard but didn't register it till the calm of the waters was disrupted by a drop of rain. The water was angry... She could... Feel It. She could feel the animosity in the air. The anger... The pain... The... The hate. She bolted up from the grass and watched it all wither to
Eleanor yawned stretched and sat up in bed. Oh yes! Sweet sweet sleep. She looked to her bedside alarm clock, turned to yawn again and froze mid yawn. She slowly turned back to her clock. 10:54am. Oh no! No no no no no. How? She set the time to-"You're finally awake" Anna, her 16 year old sister slid open her door poked her head in"Anna, I.... Wait! Did you sneak into my room this morning?"Anna blinked in feigned innocence "Well.... Come down for breakfast!" and ran off"Ugh! Anna!" Eleanor ran for the bathroom. She was gonna be late! Her flight was by 12:00pm. She had been staying at her family's house for three days already because her place was further from the airport. Sweet fudge, she couldn't miss her flight! She quickly brushed her teeth and ran in for a bath. While she bathed, she couldn't help but think about the dream she'd had earlier. The same dream, over and over again, for three days straight. She'd finalized her trip to Oregon three days ago and
Two hours and forty five minutes later, she landed in Orlando's airport. She looked around with a bright smile on her face as she took in the people and children. She felt a step closer to accomplishment. Yes, she felt anxious and excited.... Definitely more excited than anxious, but nothing was in her way. Sure her rubber band had broken in the plane and her hair had come down long and heavy and was Currently trying to blind her, nothing else, was in her way. With a bounce in her step, She got her bag and walked out of the airport. It really was a great sight. The fresh air, sun high in the sky, the smell of something hot.... Was that lasagna?!? Her mouth watered. Ugh! No Eleanor. You can't eat now.... Wait, Why not? It was like a normal lunch break, right? Besides, she didn't get to eat breakfast. She crossed over and went into Marcello's restaurant. The aroma flirted with her senses."Hello, fine Lady." A Chef wearing a chef's apparel greeted her. She smiled."Hello, Si
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 n
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