Revenge On Eleanor Calder (Coming back this Winter)

Chloe's P.O.V

I sigh heavily closing my eyes as I lean against the wall and bring up my wrist to look at the time. I have less then two hours to drive back to Rochester and arrive to the funeral on time. The thing that is getting to me is that information waiting for me back on floor twelve. Come on Chloe, you don't really believe someone would be able to get information about the case unless the person was involved. The murder of Eleanor Calder was not well planned when it comes to the basics such as the scene I mean the place was not cleaned so the only thing the murderer did a good job at was keeping the place intact without leaving any sign of him or herself. I still can not get over the fact that Eleanor was carrying a child when she died so suddenly. It hurts as if it were me. Should I even tell Louis? If I do it may even kill him, but it might help to feel the uncomfortable burden of both losses today then any other day.

Finally the elevator stops at the lobby of the hospital, and a smile covers upon my face. Thank God I made it. I walk out into the lobby towards a nurse who looks through some papers and brush my hair behind my ear as I approach her.

"Hi." I greet her.

"Hello, how may I help you?" She asks smiling warming.

"Um can you show me where nearest bathroom is?" I ask her in my best voice.

I rather change now and be on my way maybe even stop and grab something to eat.

"Sure just go down the hallway and make a left, the door at the end of the hallway there is a door that says bathroom." She explains smiling to me.

"Okay thank you." I thank her.

"No problem." She says nodding.

I turn around walking down the hallway she pointed at and look at the many paintings of children playing. I wonder why they have such happy paintings when people here die at times, but then again it makes sense to have them leave surrounded by peace than agony unlike Eleanor received. Making a left I see the sign that says bathroom and start walking even faster clutching my purse even tighter as it sways at my side. I pass by a few open doors and am about to walk into the bathroom until I freeze at the sight of Doctor Rochelle. Instantly I stop in my tracks hiding behind the wall in hopes she will not see me. I bet she has a lot of words to say to me after I broke that vase.

"I want her gone." A lady's voice speaks sternly.

I shift my eyes to the crack of the door between the hinges to see Doctor Rochelle facing someone else, but I can not fucking see the other person. Who does she want gone?

"I'll do that, but we can't make it seem so sudden or else we will really have targets on our backs." A deep manly voice says.

I jump at the sound of a loud bang backing away into the corner between the wide open door and the wall which I am hiding between. Who are they talking about?

"Rochelle stop over reacting I told you. I have it handled." The man assures her.

"Do it, or I will." She fights back.

The man chuckles deeply and I move in hopes of catching a glimpse of the two. Blonde hair is all I can see standing in front of Doctor Rochelle who seems to have her arms crossed.

"Rochelle you aren't even capable of hurting a fly." The man's voice says. It sounds deep, but definitely not American.

"You may think that, but honey I can make anything look like an accident." Rochelle continues.


Chills run down my spine and before I know it she walks past me without notice down the hallway and towards the elevators. I wait looking back in the room. Fuck, my angle is not even good enough to see who she was talking to. I wait a few minutes to past after she went into the elevator before resuming my goal of reaching the bathroom. After I close the door I sighing locking it behind me and setting my purse down on the closed toilet to be honest this bathroom is not as bad as I thought it would be. I pull up my shirt and get undress taking out my short little black dress stepping into it. With struggle I give up on zipping my dress by myself since it seems so impossible. Once I am done putting my heels on I take out my makeup bag and set it on the sink's counter. Okay what was the makeup tutorial again? Foundation first or blush? Giving it a guess I grab the foundation and start covering my pores making them look fresh. I jump slightly as the sudden sound of a lock is heard.

What the fuck?

I walk towards the door unlocking it from my side and turning the handle before pulling. Oh my God you have got to be kidding me. It's locked! The door is fucking locked. Maybe I should just calm down and get ready before panicking I mean it's a hospital many people walk down the hallways hopefully someone will hear me. As I turn around I sneak my hand on the door handle again shaking it up and down before running my fingers through my hair. I guess plan B it is I think to myself walking back to the sink and grabbing the makeup brush.

And then it hits me, was Doctor Rochelle talking about me to get rid of?


-Three Minutes Later-

Chloe's P.O.V

It's been like five minutes since I have been stuck here, and it really fucking sucks. I stretch on the closed toilet seat with my long legs straight out ahead as well as my arms flying up in all directions. This is bullshit honestly annoying it is hot in here, I am starving, and I am running out of time. I really don't have time for this.

"Hello!" I yell shaking the handle violently.

"Open the fucking door!" I shout louder.

"Doctor? Hello!"

The handle yet won't budge and I am getting tired and even more hungry. Who the hell locks someone in a bathroom? The only people that I can think about it stupid RC and Doctor Rochelle. Shaking my head I start pounding my already red fists on the wooden door.

"Hello! Let me out!" I yell close to tears.

All of sudden my prayers are answered and I hear the lock. I step back grabbing the nearest weapon being a toilet plunger and wait watching the handle rattle. The door finally flies open and I look in the doorway to see a guy who looks a bit confused.

"Oh my God thank you so much!" I thank him grabbing my and light coat purse rushing out of the bathroom.

"Um yeah no problem, but you might want to leave the plunger behind." He says clearing his throat whilst studying me from head to toe.

I look down seeing a wet plunger in my hand and feeling my face turn red. Gross. Swiftly I place the plunger back and walk out of the horrid bathroom closing the door behind me. I am definitely sticking to more of the bathroom with stalls. My rescuer and I walk down the hallway in awkward silence before I turn to look at his face. Mid-length brown straight hair that is parted in the center, he has dark brown eyes, and looks pretty fit and lean from what I see.

"Like what you see?" He jokes catching me off guard.

I giggle rolling my eyes, "I don't know." I say walking beside him into the lobby.

For some odd reason he follows me towards the entrance, but stops so I do the same.

"So how did you find me anyway?" I ask facing him with the sunlight shining in my eyes.

"I was visiting my grandma and when I was leaving I heard your calls so I just wanted to help." He explains.

"Thanks I need the help. What does your grandmother have?" I ask concerned.

"Tuberculosis, but she's fighting it well I'll say. Why are you here?" He asks me.

"Um work purposes." I tell him nodding.

"Oh nurse?" He asks me.

"Somewhat yeah." I lie smiling.

He seems extremely nice, hard to find guys like these today.

"Well how did you get the door to open?" I press raising my eyebrows and folding my arms.

The warm breeze blows my hair as the automatic doors open and close to visitors behind my back.

"There's another lock on the outside so I just unlocked it and it seemed like it was jammed so I just forged it open." He says as if it were no big deal.

"Nice prince charming." I smile.

"Very nice." He laughs.

"How do I know you're not the one who locked me in there in the first place." I say looking at him closely.

He flips his hair and licks his lips,"Why would I do that?" he says with his eyebrows furrowed which looks extremely cute.

He's right why would he, "I guess you're right." I sigh looking down at my feet.

"Maybe you locked yourself in." The guy says swaying left to right on his feet effortlessly.

"No I heard it being locked. Someone locked me in." I tell him hoping he doesn't think I am crazy.

"Well then you may have a hater." He says giving my a sympathetic look.

"I guess so." I say shrugging.

"You look nice by the ways. What's the occasion?" He asks.

I look down at my outfit before looking back up caught off guard, "Um my friend passed away so I'm attending her funeral." I half lie.

"Oh sorry to hear that." He says studying me once more.

"Thank you , it's alright I guess just want her to be in peace." I say nodding and swallowing the lump in my throat.

"What's your name anyways?" I ask him having not occur to me earlier.

"Caleb my name is Caleb. Your's?" He says.

"My name's Chloe." I tell him smiling for a good impression.

"I know." Caleb informs me.

What? "How?" I ask him.

Caleb brings his index finger to my chest between my breasts pressing lightly and I look down at my necklace of a 'C' blushing at his action.

"Yeah, but how did you know it was Chloe could have been Caitlin, or Catherine, even Carolyn ." I tease jealous of his smarts.

"Mmm no. You look like a Chloe." Caleb says so lowly that it sounds like a whisper.


I look down at his outfit which is basic with a black T-shirt and black skinny jeans. He seems to rock the look and shifts on the other foot studying me as well. I finally go up and his eyes meet mine gazing into each other's. He looks so adorable that it is killing me to want contact with his lips. Something comes over me and I just can not stop myself, before I know it I am full on kissing Caleb. The guy that saved me from being locked in a bathroom. His arms instantly grab a hold of me pulling me close to his body against the wall. His tongue parts my lips letting him explore what he can whilst I run my fingers through his somewhat long hair.

Going up for air which sounds weird soon ends the kiss and I only kiss lightly one last time making him smile. Caleb doesn't let go holding me close and moving us side to side.

What time is it anyways? "I-I have to go." I inform him removing myself from his body.

"Oh okay." He says a little sadden.

"Will I ever see you again?" I question him putting my coat on.

"Maybe I don't know hopefully." Caleb smiles at me.

My heart sort of drops at the fact that I wouldn't ever see him again I mean he is nice.

"Well bye Caleb." I say walking towards the parking lot.

"Goodbye Chloe." He says back to me.

Once I get in my car I start driving and it feels good to be somewhat free. But who locked me in the bathroom? . . If Doctor Rochelle was talking about getting rid of me was she the one who locked me in the bathroom? With shaky hands my car jerks a bit giving me a slight heart attack.

. . . Holy fuck, does RC stand for Rochelle?

Notes

Chloe's outfit-http://www.polyvore.com/black_is_in/set?id=109580196

Update tomorrow. Comment then I'll get the feeling to update haha.

Freak out Caleb's back holy crap.