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Revenge On Eleanor Calder (Coming back this Winter)

Chapter 69

Hospital of Hope

Louis' P.O.V

"Alright, I love you too mum. Bye" I say before pressing the red cancel button on my phone.

I sigh looking out the window. It's been two days since I was pronounced dead yet had a miracle and came back. Two days since I've seen Eleanor the love of my life and two days since I've last gotten able to walk around the hospital.

My mother is thankful that I am back. Yet I haven't told anyone what Eleanor and I talked about...might as well keep it to myself. Since I was almost lost my mother now calls every day almost every hour checking up on me. I play with the thick white blanket that is covered from my waist down as I inhale deeply.

It's boring here. Nothing fun, no pranks, no laughter. Just a somber mob of people that are healthy yet some ill. Probably ,because people die here...like I did myself. I still haven't taken a walk around the place yet to look around and meet others only ,because I've been kept company of my visitors. Visitors like the band , my family , close friends ,and even some fan have managed to sneak in which I thought was sweet.

I think it is time that I look around now. I don't even know when I'm going to be out of here anyways, the doctor says that my heart beats slower than average and I think it's due to my loss of Eleanor. The one that kept me alive. God, I loved that girl.

I chuckle looking down at my hands.

Loved, past tense. As if it was yesterday she was here a long time ago. It seems like forever since I've physically last seen her.

Taking my time I kick my legs up from the high hospital bed landing on the shiny tiled floors before walk over to grab a yellow robe that hangs over the large visitor chair. It seems sunny outside today, birds flying and singing, the roads busy with people yet the hospital itself seems a bit as ease.

I open the door of my room slowly before walking out into the empty hallway. My legs feel too sore anyways. I seem kind of surprised that the hallway is empty ,but maybe I should check out the hospital I mean I am a patient. I walk towards the elevator pressing the button before waiting only a second.

My heart skips a beat as the double doors open to find it empty except a man with a black hoodie pulled up upon his head.I can not even see his face at all at that fact. Hesitating should I go in? Maybe he's paparazzi, plus he looks busy. Walking in with an open mind I press the lobby button before awaiting in the corner across from the man.

Looking at the corner, the male faces the corner with his arm in front of him. Must be on his phone. His cologne is extremely strong, almost poisoning as my nostrils inhale the toxic smell. It is filling the entire isolated space. What I don't understand is how he hasn't checked on which level he is on. Minding my own business I relax as the lobby button turns green and the elevator slowly comes to a stop.

Taking a step to walk towards the doors to exit I feel a rough yet strong pull on the back of my robe stumbling upon my feet back against the elevator's wall. I struggle to regain my balance though my eyes watch as the back of the mysterious male closes the doors and presses level 12. The highest level.

I furrow my eyebrows. What?

"Aye, what's the big idea lad. I want to go to the fucking lobby," I spat with my breathing uneven.

He doesn't reply and just silently waits.

Who does he think he is? Obama.

Shaking my head I look up in the corner of the moving isolated room annoyed. I chuckle so lightly that it can't even be heard.

Taking a step, I quickly move my hand reaching for the button and successfully pressing it. All of a sudden the man slightly turns back not giving me a glimpse of his appearance. I jolt backwards with my feet naturally taking a step back as I receive a hard blow to my forehead.

I sigh heavily as I watch the back of the man press the high level once again.

Having my back against the wall of the elevator I close my eyes in defeated. He wants a fight? I won't give him a fight. Let him fight me. He can kill me in fact and just have me dead. So I can at least be with my girlfriend once again.

The floor underneath my feet rises as we both go upward. I try one more time to reach for the button board ,but fail instantly having the strange man's elbow aim right at me. Once he lets it go I waste no time I laying my back against the wall holding the silver railing behind me. My nose now stings horrible. Who the hell is this?

"What the fu-" I am cut off by the appearance of his elbow putting my hand in front of it for a shield.

Of course I fail ,but this time the force is much worse closing my eyes in pain before falling on the floor. I lay on my side moaning in pain as I can feel my heart pound through my chest.

With my vision blurry I blink them open slightly to see a black boot's front being aimed at my face drawing back to soon be released.

As soon as my forehead feels the punt of the cold wet boots. I feel a cold shiver shake through my brain physically. Now my eyes give up on me and everything goes. Black.




A While Later


Louis' P.O.V


I groan as I blink my eyes open and exhaling heavily. I see a coffee table not far from me, a cafe looking area yet with no one behind the counter, a large flat screen television which is shut off and some white nice couches around. Where am I?

Cocking my head up I lift myself up from the position of laying on my stomach from the comfortable couch. It looks like I'm in a living room or something. Turning my head I see a large window behind the couch with the sunshine shining in on the dim room.

That fucking jerk. Who the hell was he anyways?

I now see two young boys sitting at a table playing cards. They can't be the man in the elevator, they're way to young and scrawny at that thought. The boys look into the game and do not mind me in my spot.

I get up and sit down on the couch still dumbfounded. I just don't get it...hey, my legs are no longer sore. That seems weird. I slap my thighs repeatedly watching them shake slightly before hearing a soft chuckle not far from me.

Turning my head I see a girl about my age chuckling whilst tilting her head back slightly in the corner with her legs close upon her chest and a book in her hands. She has long brown hair and brown eyes that sparkle in the sunlight. Her lips thin as her figure she looks like a beautiful girl. Her hair a bit messy it is alright ,but what really stands out is her nose which is slim yet pointy as it sticks out her face.

I quirk a smile,"Hi," she beats me to it.

Breathing away the breath I was going to use to greet her I sigh, "Hi," I say looking at her.

"I'm Anna." She simply says.

"Louis, I'm Louis." I say a bit lost.

She nods smiling.

"Where am I?" I manage to ask.

She sighs throwing her novel on the coffee table before adjusting herself with her long legs underneath her body.

"You are in the Mental Illness Center at the Hospital of Hope." She explains.

Mental illness? Why am I here? Why did he bring me here? Bastard.

"Do you know who brought me here?" I ask wanting more information.

She shakes her head, "Not really. I mean some guy came in with you on over his back and layed you down. He said he was a friend, so I asked if he'd come back and the goof said no." She explains putting her hair behind her ear.

I smile at her cooperation before asking, "Do you know what he looked like?"

At least I am still in the hospital.

"His aroma was extremely strong.I couldn't really see his face ,but he had jet black musky hair. Looked like a purple to me." She explains.

Purple? I have no friends with purple, lavender not even magenta colored hair. Fuck it.

Looking around I see a garden behind the glass between the hospital and the outside. It has a few chairs and tables, a bird bath, flowers, with a nice bench on the side for patients I am guessing.

Gardens...one of Eleanor's favorite places to go besides the beach.

My attention now turns to the two young boys who play cards silently.

"Who are they?" I ask in a soft whisper.

Anna leans in towards me. I study her face as I see that she has black circles around her eyes with a few bruises. She looks like she hasn't gotten much sleep.

"They're the Jonas brothers. They hear voices telling them things. One time both of em' were going to jump off of their roof." She tells me

"Why?" I say looking at her confused.

"Because the voices told them too." She says in a simple tone out loud.

In the corner of my eyes I see that the two boys are now looking at us from there spot. In fact, glaring at us with anger. Feeling uncomfortable I wipe my sweaty hands upon my trousers.

I try to smile yet cut the shit and looked to Anna.

Anna must has noticed also before getting up and stretching with a big yawn.

"Want to go to the garden? Let's get out of here before something happens," She says yawning once again.

"Sure." I say getting up trying to ignore the death glare of the brothers.

My eyes squint as Anna holds the glass door open for me. I step out into the garden looking around before following her to a table of two and sitting across from her.

"What did you mean, before something happens?" I ask referring to the brother that played cards back at the Mental Illness Center.

"Who, the Jonas brothers?" She question with her brown eyes squinting at me.

"Yeah,"

"Well, I don't really know."

"Would they kill us?" I ask.

"I don't know Louis. They can if they wanted to. Anyone is capable of anything Louis. No matter what." She says honestly.

I face the traffic as her words repeat in my head.

"Anyone is capable of anything Louis. No matter what."

Anyone is capable of anything.

Yet the words of Anna echo in my head.

As of the murderer of my girlfriend. He/she was capable of anything and chose to get rid of her. Rid of Eleanor for good. For what reason? I have no idea. But I swear, that the day I find out who had killed my girlfriend Eleanor. I will beat the daylight out of them. I will literally make them regret the day they came from another woman's womb. No matter who it is. I swear I will. I Louis Tomlinson swear that I will get revenge for my dear girlfriend. I Louis.

I swear.

Notes

I hope you like it! Updating once again. Black hoodie is back! Who is it?! Will Louis end up like Eleanor? Comment, rate, subscribe.

Comments

@Sameria
Yea

Bipolar Bipolar
3/21/15

@Bipolar
Really!? Aw ilsym :) Thank you!

Yeezy Yeezy
3/21/15

OK ok look

I personally think that instead of publishing that piece of shit 'after' they should publish this (maybe with different characters)

Bipolar Bipolar
3/21/15

Next chapter more drama? Wow. This chapter was drama filled. I can't imagine what's next.

LTStyles92 LTStyles92
7/30/14

Update


Mrs_Tommo53 Mrs_Tommo53
7/25/14