Revenge On Eleanor Calder (Coming back this Winter)

Eleanor's P.O.V

I stare out the window as more cars start to arrive some being guest while others are of course paparazzi.

" Eleanor." I jump at the call of my name turning around.

Jesus Christ.

My heart almost leaps out of my chest even though I no longer have one. " God Mary . . . you gave me a freight." I say breathing unevenly whilst placing my hand on my heart.

" Oh sorry dear. Well you mustn't waste time . . . your ceremony is about to start dear." Mary's croaky voice explains.

I study the elderly woman dressed beautifully for my ceremony. Her hair curled as usual along with bloody red lipstick smeared upon her thin lips. She gives me a shy smile with her eyes wandering my appearance.

" I - I don't want to go." I say crossing my arms and looking back outside to see Detective Rachel and her daughter Chloe walking across the street towards the church with a mass of people swarming around them.

I hear some footsteps coming closer before feeling a warm hand on my shoulder . The aroma of old lady perfume fills my nostrils smelling sweet yet heavy at the same time.

" Eleanor . . . sweetie this is all for you. All of this , is for you. You are the reason people have gathered. . . to honor you honey. You may be lost , but people are trying to find you and only you in hopes to forgive and someday forget how you left this Earth. But right now. . . you must be down there. " Mary coos motherly as she brushes my hair behind my ear.

I do not want to go down there. It already hurts me to see Louis and mother mourn . . . seeing all the others , God I can not. I must not.

" I'm not going." I stand my ground.

Mary Anne smacks her lips together making a soft sound , " Do as you wish , but how would Louis feel." Mary says walking towards the door.

Watching as Mary slowly opens the door my heart sinks reluctantly. I sigh before walking after Mary and holding the door for her to go before me. As I walk down the hallway my short yellow dress is exchanged upon my body into a long , broad , white , and heavy dress covers my entire body as I walk looking down at he transformation I have no control over. White lace covers my long arms and legs draping behind me as I walk beside Mary who smiles at the light glowing around me.

The glow soon comes to and end leaving me in a beautiful white , lace gown. I inhale deeply smiling at Mary who smiles back.

" I'm nervous." I speak the truth coming to the end of the hallway.

Security guards are huddled up discussing a way to prevent any unwanted people from coming in whilst Mary and I walk past the men. Of course they can not see us for we are in different worlds.

I halt slowly looking down from the staircase at the arriving guests. Louis comes from a hallway and walks into a group of people starting a conversation as a large man pats his back. My eyes look around seeing Evan appear from the double doors.

Immediately my heart leaps. Why is he here? How dare he come to my wake after what he'd done to me!

Rage washes over my mix emotions before my legs are scampering down the stairs towards the mass of sympathetic people.

" How dare you !" I yell in anger as I run towards Evan standing in front of him.

Evan looks down at his feet and around before taking a sip from his beer in his hand. Ignoring me? Wow, classy.

" Ahem , I believe I am talking to you! How dare you show after . . . after all you've done to me! " I say putting my hands out as he walks towards me in order to push him.

My fingertips spread out upon Evan's chest , yet nothing happens as I jolt to the side turning around to see Evan walking right past me . . . through actually.

. . . What am I doing Eleanor. I am dead , what was I thinking coming down here.

" Eleanor. . ." I hear a weary call.

I look up to see Mary looking down at me with a worried expression. All of a sudden the noise of the guests rise as people crowd around. Shoving past the mass of people I tip toe upward to see what the commotion is all about. And there she stands. . . with women hugging and helping her walk through the crowd. Her eyes never looking up just bowed down at the floor , she limps shaking her head full of curls rapidly. I freeze in my place watching with tears rolling down my cheeks.

The surrounding folks follow and huddle over the woman as I am left in place. The women help her sit upon a pew until the mourning lady finally looks up shaking her head persuading people that she is fine. Her eyes wander around even with the lost look in her eyes. And there she sits . . .

My mother.

My heart feels as though it is bleeding. I have missed more than anything. She is my protector , my family , my everything . Though I love Louis with all my heart. . . my mother will always come first no matter what.

She shivers holding herself in her folded arms as the guests go back to chatting and such. Mum the rises from her seat walking around welcoming the attendants.

With the squeak of a door my eyes go to the front door. Hannah , Alison ,and Harry appear in the doorway walking in whilst taking off their coats. I watch as Louis rushes towards the group smiling a fake smile before taking there coats and walking off into the hallway on the same level.

I look around in search of Evan seeing him in a pew . . . alone drinking his beer. A burn within me causes me to turn red as my eyes watch him as I walk back up the stairs. My eyes are so turned that they hurt with my pupil in the corner of my eye. Finally I am back up the stairs seeing the guests below talk to each other.

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