Ok guys, I know I said none of the others were stories but I had a nagging feeling to make this a story for the longest time so I did it. The one that you all originally read is chapter two. So please enjoy and review and tell me if it's any better. I'm getting better with paragraphs and quotation thingies so please review. Thanks loves.
She couldn't believe it. It had been almost fifteen years since the man she loved left. Her husband died a few years later. She could no longer afford much meat. What she did get was half way to rotten as it was. Even her competitor Mrs. Mooney couldn't afford meat anymore. It had been almost a week since she had went to visit the woman. Maybe if she was lucky she'd be dead. Then there'd be no competition.
"No", she thought. "I don't really want her dead." "I'll miss the old bird too much."
She could still remember the day they first met. They were both ten.
"Eleanor!!!" her mother screamed. "Where the bloody hell did ya go!!!!" "Ya still gotta clean up this fucking mess ya made!!!!" she screeched drunkenly out the door to her daughters retreating figure.
She winced hearing her name being hollered. But knew that if she went back now it would be worse than when her mother woke her in the morning and gave her a good smack across the face before mumbling downstairs to start breakfast.
She shook her head and kept running. She ran until she couldn't breathe anymore and stepped inside the closest shop gasping for breath.
"Can I help ya dearie?" Asked Mrs. Mooney. "Ya look all tuckered out dear."
She just nodded her head and fell to the floor.
When she woke up the first thing she saw was a face floating over her own. She quickly sat up and scooted back screaming. The girl across from her lunged forward and covered her mouth with her hand.
"Shh!!!" "My mum'll hear ya!!!" said the young girl."So what's your name then?" "Mine is Elle and this is me mum's pie shop."
"It's Eleanor." She said meekly. She looked around noticing she was in someone's room. "Is this your room?" she asked softly.
"Well of course it is silly." "Who else's would it be?" she joked with the girl called Eleanor.
"Oh I don't know." Her eyes fell to the floor. "I'm sorry." She practically whispered.
"Ya didn't do a thing." She scooted closer and hugged her. "Ya have nothing to be sorry bout." "now come on, let's tell my mum your awake and just fine."
"Thank you." She hugged the girl back noticing how good her hair smelt and how soft it was.
"I like your hair" she said in a dreamy voice while running her hand through the loose hair hanging around the girl's shoulders.
Elle blushed. "Oh thanks." "It doesn't know how to stay up." She giggled nervously. "I think yours is much prettier though." "It looks lovely and so curly." She said as she gently played with a curl.
"Elle!!!" her mother screamed. "Is the poor girl awake yet?!"
The girls jumped but kept a hold of each other.
"Yes mum!!!" hollered Elle. "We are on our way!!!"
She tucked the curl behind Eleanor's cheek and kissed her quickly before grabbing her hand and pulling her down to the shop with her.
Eleanor blushed as she fumbled down the stairs holding onto the other girl's hand for life as they raced down the stairs almost running into her mother Mrs. Mooney.
They skidded to a stop. Just barely stopping in time. Both girls blushing and gasping for breath. Elle went to let go of Eleanor's hand but the girl squeezed it and wouldn't let go so she just squeezed it back.
"Sorry mum." "Me and Eleanor were just talking." She told her mother quickly.
"Well lemme see the girl." "Eleanor did ya say?" asked Mrs. Mooney. Eleanor just nodded her head. "Well ya don't loo like your of the streets, too clean." "So where ya from?" she asked bluntly.
She looked shyly up at the woman while squeezing Elle's hand. "My Mum runs Mrs. Burton's pie shop." "She –uh- closed up for the night."
She eyed the girl in front of her suspiciously. "So why aren't ya at home?" "It's getting mighty late ya know."
She hung her head low. "I know ma'am but my mum has had some hard times and she tries to forget them and winds up drinking too much." "When she does that it's best not to be 'round her." She finally looked up into the woman's eyes.
Mrs. Mooney stared at the girl for a minute before grabbing a hold of her and dragging her to the door away from her daughter.
"Get outta my house!!" yelled Mrs. Mooney. "And stay away!!" "My girl doesn't need ta be pickin' up any of your family's nasty habits!!" then she slammed the door shut.
She stared at the door as the woman locked it and dragged her daughter upstairs and off to bed. Tears unwillingly sprang to her eyes as she watched Elle disappear farther into the house. She bit her lip and looked down as tears streamed down her cheeks. She looked up and noticed exactly how dark it had gotten. She hadn't meant to be gone that long. She began her little journey back to her own home.
She was almost home when she decided to take a shortcut that would take her straight to her house in about half the time. She was almost out of the alley when a hand shot out and grabbed her holding her to the wall in a talon like grip.
"What are ya doing out here so late little nell-bell?" said the man.
Her eyes widened. "Andrew!!" "Oh please don't!" she begged him. "Won't mum wonder where ya are?"
"she knows her place." "She's my girl to mess with not the other way around little one." His hand trailed down her cheek going lower by the second. "She knows that she's not the only one I play with." He whispered into her ear as his hand covered her already growing breasts.
She closed her eyes shut tight. "Please Andrew." She shook as he pulled away and grabbed her roughly and pulled her into the house.
She struggled as much as she could but every time she did she would get a swift smack to the face. Her face was a lovely read by the time Andrew kicked open the door to her bedroom and shoved her inside causing her to fall harshly to the floor as he locked the door behind them.
"Now we get to have some fun time my pet." He whispered as he slowly took off his clothing. He smirked at the fear in her eyes. "Oh come on my little one, it won't be like before this time." "Oh no, I won't be the only one having fun this time."
Her eyes widened even more as she recalled when he forced her to take him into her mouth last week. Now she was terrified. She didn't understand why the man wouldn't just leave her alone.
He had managed to get rid of all of his clothes and had begun to get rid of her own while she was lost in thought. The feeling of the cold night's air on her shoulders brought her back to reality. She was wrapped in his arms shaking while he trailed kisses up and down her neck.
"Just like your mother." He moaned into her ear huskily as he tucked back a curl and kissed her behind her ear. "Only smarter, and younger, and well I'm sure you'll have her breasts soon enough huh my little one?" he chuckled to himself as he laid her down onto the bed.
She just shook her head and found herself to me immobile. He wouldn't really hurt her like this would he? She started to silently cry.
"Please don't Andrew." "I don't want you to." She pleaded almost too softly to be heard.
He brought his finger to her lips as he positioned himself to enter her. "Now, now my Nell-bell I'll be your daddy soon enough, you should get used to it my pet." He said before plunging deep into her as he took his girlfriend's daughter's virginity.
She shook her head as she brought herself back to the present. Tears were welling up in her eyes from just remembering what happened that day and the ones that followed. She flipped her shops sign to closed for the moment and went to her parlor.
"Ah Elle, you always were a feisty one weren't ya?" she said to herself. "I miss ya so much." She whispered softly as she closed her eyes before the tears could escape.