So I haven't posted a story in an extremely long time. But this one has been in my head for a while and the more I re-watch the show and read other stories the more I wanted to get it out there. Story is rated for future material so hang in there with me. It's pretty mild at the moment. Please review if you like :D Reviews make the world go round :D So here's the first Chapter.
The bike purred and rocketed off as the light changed from red to green. As it whipped through the abandoned night streets of the town it wasn't more than a blur of black metal and dark clothes. Occasionally when it slowed down a flash of rich red hair could be seen flying out from under the blacked out helmet of the rider. The driving was supposed to distract the rider from where they were headed. It wasn't working no matter how fast the bike took off and zipped around some of the curvier bits of the road. Finally deciding it was now or never the bike pulled up in front of a large modern interpretation of a victorian house. The rider could tell it was a warm house for those living there but they weren't sure if they'd be welcome. With shaking hands the helmet was pulled off of the head. The rider shook out her long thick red curls, her hair almost looking like fire. She scrunched her eyes up at the house looking and seeing that the lights were still on. She sighed stepping off the bike letting her boots crunch on the gravel at the end of the driveway. She was secretly wishing she had less make up on and better clothes. She had been on the road for a long time. New York to California was a long ride on her bike. Her bag dug into her back slightly from the weight of its contents. Her dark rimmed eyes were now scanning around the yard and across the street. She felt as though she was being watched but she knew that her paranoia was always high especially in a town like this. Even those who didn't know the underbelly of this place were wary of the night time. Finally deciding it was safe enough she walked up the short drive to the front door. Straightening her black leather jacket she reached up and knocked. It didn't take long and the door was opening up revealing a girl similar in height but with dark curls. Dark brown doe eyes met cold calculating blues before she smiled and was grabbed into a hug by the other girl.
"Eleanora!" the girl squealed and hugged her tightly.
"Allison," the slightly husky voice sighed into her hair.
The two girls stayed this way for a while until another voice cut in.
"Well if it isn't my favourite red head," Kate's dimples showed with her nonchalant grin.
The younger woman ran a shaking hand through her hair, her nerves showing. She smiled shyly up at Kate. She relaxed when she seen the woman lean against the door frame softly. There was no anger or threat there. Allison grabbed her hand then and drug her passed Kate and into the house.
"Mom! Dad!" Allison called excited, "come see who's here."
Eleanora could feel her heart start to pound. The sound creating a rushing sensation in her ears. She steeled herself preparing for the onslaught. She could see the slight change in Chris' eyes as he took her in. Starting from the top of her wind messed curls, across the dark eye make up and the silver hoop in her nose. The down to her black leather jacket, low cut tank and high cut skirt with the dark tights underneath. Finally stopping at the scuffed up riding boots. She could sense the disappointment in the air.
"Gerard could of given us a heads up he was sending you," was all he said crossing his arms across his chest.
"He's in Paris in meetings this month," she looked down at her feet kicking imaginary rocks, "I've been by myself in New York the last few months with all of his travelling."
Chris instantly bristled at hearing this and glared behind the girls to his sister. She hadn't mentioned that Eleanora was living alone.
"We did not send you to live with him so he could leave you alone all the time," Chris' voice was cold and hard.
Eleanora instantly mimicked his tone and actions, "no you sent me there to be someone else's problem. I'm an adult Chris I don't need my hand held all the time."
"You are still my child and you will not talk to me like that under my own roof," his voice was starting to raise and he was moving closer to the girl.
Suddenly he felt his wife's steady hand on his shoulder. It was a brief but personal moment and then he relaxed enough that he backed up a few steps. It was too late though as he seen the brief flash of pain in her eyes that looked too much like his to deny she was his daughter.
"I have not been your child for a very long time," she all but spat on him.
After a few more moments of blue flashing against blue Victoria cleared her throat, "Allison why don't you get Eleanora settled in the spare room upstairs."
Allison grabbed her hand lacing fingers with her sister as she pulled her towards the stairs. Eleanora sent one last cold look at her parents as they were already speaking in hushed whispers and Kate watched the two girls walk away.
"Are you staying for a while?" Allison asked her with hope in her eyes.
"I'm not sure Alli," Eleanora answered honestly, "maybe if I can find my own place. Not sure I can handle living under the same roof with him."
"Come on when's the last time we all lived together?" Allison bubbled as she opened the door to the bedroom.
Eleanora walked through the door to see dark antique wood furniture and boxes labelled with her name. She couldn't hide the shock in her eyes.
"Mom and I pack them up every time just in case," she couldn't help the warm feelings towards the younger girl beside her.
"I haven't slept in this bed since I was 13 years old," the red head ran her fingers across the pale green comforter.
Her hand shook again and she could feel the tiredness sink in again.
"You should get ready for bed," she smiled over her shoulder at the brunette, "you have school tomorrow. I need to meet this boy I've heard so much about."
Allison's smile grew ten times bigger, "absolutely but only if you give me a ride on that bike," she winked as she left.
Allison closed the door behind her and Eleanora breathed a sigh of relief. She threw her bag off her shoulder onto the floor and sunk down onto the soft bed. Her hands started to shake worse and she slid from the bed onto the floor beside her bag. She fumbled with the front pockets finding the small bottle and opening it as quick as her hands would allow. She dumped a few pills into her palm and swallowed them down dry. She let go of the pill bottle and hugged her legs to her chest rocking slightly. She shook until her body finally relaxed her head lolling back against the bed with a large sigh. Eleanora stayed that way for quite some time before she could bring herself to stand and get ready for the sleep that would come from the pills. Once she laid in bed her eyes rolled back and the blackness consumed her.
It seemed like only a few minutes later she was sitting straight up in bed grabbing the pillow to cover her screaming sob. Her skin felt hot, too hot. She had forgot to take off the big comforter. She was soaked with sweat. She was shaking again, looking over at the time. Allison would be walking in any minute so she quickly got off the bed picking up the bottle that was still lying on the floor. She dumped a few more in her hand and looked to see there was only one left. She would have to make a trip to the pharmacy today. She hid the bottle away in her bag dragging out some clothes for the day. Slipping on some black skinny jeans and a loose band tee before slipping on her boots and jacket just as Allison walked through the door.
"Ready?" Allison asked dressed head to toe the exact opposite of her sister.
"Just gonna throw my hair up," Eleanora smiled at her sister straightening her flowered skirt.
Eleanora flipped her head over gathering her hair at the top of her head. Her shirt slid up in the back and Allison could see what looked like a faint tattoo on her lower back. It kind of looked like a spiral but she wasn't sure. It disappeared back under her shirt as Eleanora straightened up her hair now in a messy pile on the top of her head with a few loose curls falling around her face.
"Ok lets get out of her before Dad realizes I'm giving you a ride on the bike," Eleanora smirked mischievously.
The girls shared a secret smile and forgot how long it had been since they had just hung out together. The snuck down the stairs and out the front door. Almost making it down the driveway before Chris busted out the front door. Eleanora waved speeding up as Allison held onto her tighter. The drive to the school was short but she did get a few giggles out of the younger girl when she gassed the bike speeding off. She pulled up in front of the school and Allison slid off from her side saddle position readjusting her skirt and hair again.
"So about that boy?" Eleanora quirked her eyebrow.
"He should be here somewhere," Allison looked around spotting him by the bike rack.
She smiled watching her younger sister all but skip over the the tan skinned boy with the shaggy hair. Allison grabbed the boys hand and pulled him over to meet her sister.
"Scott McCall meet my sister Eleanora Argent," Allison motioned at the girl smiling.
She stuck her hand out for the boy to shake, "call me Nora."
He shook it firmly and Nora smiled at him, "Hi nice to meet you."
"Do we need to have the talk about me killing you," Nora started gauging his reaction and almost laughed when the boys' puppy dog eyes got big then hardened, "if you hurt my sister of course."
Scott visibly relaxed and then laughed awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.
"Scouts honour," Scott held his right over his heart and his left in front of him.
Eleanora laughed relaxed, Allison was glad to see it. She was really hoping they'd get along so her sister would stick around this time. She didn't know what happened between Nora and their father she just knew it was bad enough the girl was sent to live with Gerard. She had been 13 at the time.
"Wow this place has not changed at all," Nora scoffed.
"Wait you used to go to school here?" Allison asked looking shocked.
"Yeah I lived here with Aunt Kate for a couple years when I was 16. I even graduated here," Nora got a far off look in her eyes remembering.
Suddenly the bell rang snapping everyone out of their thoughts. Nora literally shook her head to rid herself of her memories. Scott thought he caught her hand shaking before she rubbed it down her face. Scott wasn't sure so he didn't mention it.
"I'll see you after school?" Nora asked her sister.
"There's actually lacrosse practice after school I was supposed to watch with Lydia," Allison smiled shyly at her sister.
This wasn't a side of Allison Nora was used to. But to be fair she wasn't 100% sure how old Allison was the last time she had seen her. It was probably before Allison decided boys didn't have cooties and were cuties. She realized her sister was looking at her with her big eyes waiting.
"You could come watch too," she smiled, "Scotts pretty amazing on the field."
Nora sighed heavily, "you know I can't say no to you. But I do need to do some things so don't wait for me I'll be there."
"Thank you thank you thank you," Allison basically squealed and hugged Nora.
Scott noticed the older girl stiffen at the action but his girlfriend didn't seem to notice. She never did relax into the hug and just ended up patting Allison lightly on the back. When they broke apart the girl waved over her shoulder and hopped back onto her bike putting her blacked out helmet back on. Scott just shrugged it off and put his arm around Allison's shoulder pulling her towards class.
Nora spun her back tire as she took off out of the parking lot as fast as she could manage. The drive to the pharmacy was short thankfully as she felt the familiar tremors start. By the time she pulled up she had to take the last pill she had left before going in. It was enough to calm the tremors so they weren't so noticeable.
Thankfully the small store wasn't too busy and she only had to wait for a woman with a small boy to get his inhaler before she handed the paper she had dug out of another pocket of her bag. The young pharmacist looked over her long list of medications before looking up at her with his eyebrow raised in curiosity.
"If there's a problem you can call Dr. Burdick, she's one of the top doctors in the country," Nora took on a haughty tone.
The pharmacist was caught off guard and the young man blushed deeply before turning around to get her medications. Nora started people watching noting a couple young teens in the back trying to tuck chocolate bars under their shirts while a new mom balanced a car seat under her arm while looking at diaper cream. Nora smiled at the small town feel, definitely different than New York.
A few moments later the man returned with a fairly large paper bag. Nora swung her bag off of her shoulder putting the contents inside. He handed her the slip to give at the till to pay.
"Have a nice day," he smiled unsurely.
"You too," was all Nora offered him before heading for the till.
She turned back to see the man mumbling to himself and she laughed. Just as she turned back around to continue walking she bumped into what felt like a wall. She bounced off falling to the ground. Swearing loudly Nora started to get up before a large hand was waiting in front of her face. Her eyes followed the arm up to meet a pair of grey green eyes with a look of surprise in them. She grabbed his hand and noticed his eyes harden at her touch. He heaved her up and helped her grab her bag.
"Sorry," she said her face blushing deeply.
He just grunted a response as he looked her over trying to gauge something. She was suddenly on edge. Her instincts kicking into gear as she made her leave hurrying to make it to the till to pay. She never looked back just paid and left hurriedly on her bike. The man meanwhile bent down to pick up a piece of paper she had dropped as well as a small book.
