Hey guys I'm so sorry this took so long to get posted! The year was busy and I apologize because it's been months even though I've finished the entire story. It's twenty three chapters. I'm posting chapter 8 too. The show has started up and I read people's reviews for the first time and decided I had to update. Unfortunately as you guys know, Elle hasn't been in season 3 as much as all the fans of her have hoped /. But I hope this story does her justice :. Send reviews! Thanks guys.
Chapter 7:
"Come on Elle," he said and motioned to the spot on his plain bed. He patted it gently. Elle looked with bloodshot weary eyes and gulped. She had come here for comfort but apparently Adam had a different idea. She just knew it. His eyes had said it all. Normally he'd get up and give her a hug and let her cry. But tonight he had that look on his face. A sort of impatient look. She walked on over and sat down next to him. He noticed she was in a sad mood.
"Hey cheer up," he said brushing a bang back from her face. But she couldn't smile at him. "You can shock me if you want to," he said whispering in her ear.
She just shook her head and said weakly, "I think I'm going to go actually." Elle stood up and began to walk out when she heard him again.
"You know that if you leave now I'll never comfort your poor little soul ever again if you walk out that door." Elle stopped. She returned and stood in front of him with such sad eyes. He loved her right? There was no way he couldn't. But then if he did he wouldn't threaten her.
"Good girl," he said grinning and got up. He hugged her and she liked the feeling of warmth from him. But then he pulled her body even closer and began to kiss her. Elle didn't resist but didn't lean into him or make an effort to kiss him back. She was numb from pain from her father. But when she didn't she felt him break away and his hand connected with her cheek resulting in a yelp from her and a stinging feeling in her face. "Don't you love me?" he said angrily. She just nodded. "Then show it," he growled and kissed her some more.
She gave in and leaned in towards him and put her hands around his neck. He broke away again gasping for air and said, "That a girl." He kept making out with her and eventually his hands found their way inside the back of her pants. This time she pulled away.
"What do you think you're doing?" she asked confused. He'd never done this before.
"What I should've done a long time ago," he said blankly and picked her up with his hands under her butt. She was forced to wrap her legs around his waist as he held her up against the wall and continued to kiss her more. She was growing weary of this though and didn't like where he was going. He stopped and carried her back over to the bed and put her down. She sat up even more confused.
"Daddy said never to have sex till marriage," she whispered but wasn't even concerned about what her dad said. She just knew Adam was evil and wanted to leave him.
"We aren't going to have sex," Adam said laughing. "Oh little Elle you're so naïve," he said." He pushed her down but not roughly and climbed on top of her. He could feel her body trembling under his and laughed as he saw how scared she looked. "I love you, Elle," he said and kissed her while his hands found their way up her shirt. Elle was hating this. His kisses were so rough and unloving and his hands were so cold. "Adam stop," she said but he only slapped her again and rolled over so that she was on top. She gasped as he pulled her shirt off and pulled her body so it was up against his.
"Stop," she pleaded but his hands were firmly rubbing up inside the back of her jeans. She shocked him and he let go quickly. She got up and hastily looked for her shirt but she felt him kick her. She fell forward into the wall and tried to get out quickly but he pulled her back.
"Next time watch yourself," he said and she nodded so he wouldn't hurt her further. He shoved her out the door and she tumbled into the corridor. She was dazed for a second and then put her shirt on with a sigh. She walked back into her own cell and began to cry as she lay down on her bed and tried to sleep. "Someone help me," she whispered through her sobs. She recalled what her father had told her once though. "No one will understand you Elle. I'm the only one who knows you. Everyone will let you down. It's not safe out there. No one will ever care for you. That's why you're better off here." She began to sob harder. "Why me?" she cried. "Someone help me please!" she screamed and buried her head in her pillow as her body shook with sobs. "No one loves me," she cried. "Nobody cares. "Wake up Elle," suddenly a foreign voice said. She could hear but she didn't stop crying. "Please," she sobbed. "Someone save me!" "Please wake up, come on Elle, wake up, wake up…" came the voice again.
"Wake up Elle," Claire pleaded. Peter had gotten the idea a few minutes ago and read Elle's mind and knew something bad was going through it. A nightmare of some sort. Something to do with a guy sexually harassing her but now he was gone and she was crying. Claire heard Peter grunt as he tried to concentrated on driving and listening to her thoughts at once.
"Claire she's screaming for help try harder," he told her. Claire sighed.
"Come on Elle, wake up," she begged. She noticed that her face had hot tears on it and she felt her cheeks and forehead were warm as if she was crying. The rest of her body still shook. "Elle," she pleaded and suddenly her eyes flew open. They were teary with immense sadness. She looked around bewildered at first and then she lost it and tears began to flow. "Elle don't cry girl," she whispered. Claire sighed and helped Elle shift until she was sitting on her lap with her arms around Claire's neck and her face buried in Claire's shoulder. "It's okay, it's okay," she tried soothing her but it wasn't working. It was like dealing with a five year old. "Peter you want to try?" she offered.
"I'll try, you want to take over driving?" he asked.
"I don't know where to go," she said worried.
"Just like keep going straight on this highway, it'll be a while," he said and pulled over. This would normally have been dangerous but the interstate was empty. Claire hurried and switched with Peter as the warm summer air touched her. She thought about how her summer was to be spent. She was so close to finishing high school and then Elle had to leave resulting in this whole adventure. Claire's eyes began to tear up as she got into the drivers seat. All she wanted to do when she was little was cheerlead, graduate high school, go to college, get married and have children. That normal life was gone. She sniffled. No I have to be strong, she told herself and drove off.
Peter had crawled into the backseat and seen Elle curled up in a fetal position against the other door. Her face was wet with tears and her bangs were plastered to the side of it. He sighed and shut the door. "What happened to you," he wondered aloud and pushed her bangs away from her face. She let out a small sob and drew her knees close to her chest and buried her face in them. "Elle I know what that ass did to you," Peter said as he gently ran his hand through her hair. "It's okay Elle I promise I won't hurt you," he said softly. She looked up and her body was shaking harder.
"D-d-d-daddy t-t-t-old m-e…"
"Yeah your dad said everyone will let you down," he said remembering hearing that from her nightmare. "It's not true Elle. He lied to you. He hurt you. That Adam guy hurt you. I promise you Elle I won't hurt you and neither will Claire. You have to trust us."
She sniffled and choked out a small, "I want to."
"Then why don't you?" he asked gently.
"It's so hard," she whispered and crawled over right next to him. She curled up and he put his arm around her shoulders so he drew her in tight. He gave her a kind kiss on the top of her head and she just leaned in closer. She wrapped her arms tight around her knees and she saw Peter fall asleep with his head against the back of the seat and his hand on her arm. She felt herself drift into a semi sleepy stage but then she noticed another soft sniffle other than her own. She strained her ears to block out the sound of the car driving and heard another small cry. Elle realized how she was growing up and was learning to care about others. She put her legs down slowly and whispered barely audibly, "Claire?" There was no answer just another sniffle and cry. "Claire?" she asked in a quiet voice. Suddenly she heard a loud sniffle and a clearing of throat.
"What?" Claire's voice came and sounded hurt.
"What's going on?" Elle asked trying to be kind. But she really couldn't see why the girl was crying.
"Nothing," came her voice.
"Seriously what's—"
"It's nothing!" Claire snapped and sounded cruel. Elle was stunned for a second but didn't buy the nothing part. The way Claire snapped scared her. But she shook it off and turned the light on to see Claire's tear streaked face. Suddenly she saw Claire's eyes look at hers through the rearview mirror and she quickly turned the light off.
"That's not nothing," she said quietly.
"You wouldn't get it," Claire said bitterly with a little hint of sadness. Elle was quickly growing impatient but she tried to keep her cool.
"Try me," she said gently. "I can listen." Claire sighed.
"Okay," she gave in. "I feel selfish saying this because of your life and everything. But all I've ever wanted was a normal life and until two years ago it was. Then everything blew up. I met my bio parents, Sylar tried to kill me, your company tried to kidnap me, my dad made us move, my ex best friend Jackie was killed, I left Zach, I gave up everything," she said and sighed. "And I mean what the hell, what if I never die? That really scares me, Elle. I don't know what to do." Elle was trying to imagine what it would be like to have a nice life and then have it all whisked away. Of course she had never had a nice life and she envied that but she wanted to help Claire.
"Well you're my hero," Elle said firmly. "You saved me from my dad. Peter told me it was all your idea to come help me. Now you're giving up your life to help me. That's gotta make you a hero."
"Thanks," Claire said quietly. "That means a lot." Elle knew Claire couldn't see it but she was grinning from ear to ear. She felt pleased that she had helped cheer someone up and she knew Claire felt better by the softness in her voice and the harshness had disappeared.
"You okay now?" Elle asked cautiously.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Claire said. "Thanks Elle." Elle leaned back to where Peter's arm was still stretched out across and she snuggled up even closer to him while he was sleeping. She liked this protective feeling that Claire gave her as a friend but she really loved the feeling Peter gave her. It was the feeling that someone, a guy, cared about her and wanted to keep her safe. Elle knew she was falling for him and was afraid. She'd never gotten true affection back from any guy she'd known. Save the lust that came from Adam, all the guys she knew back at the company had tried to hurt her.
"Thank you for everything," she whispered in his ear so only he could hear. She turned to sleep and shut her eyes. Suddenly she felt his warm breath over her ear.
"Nobody's going to touch you now," he whispered fiercely protectively. She could feel her heart pounding and her stomach twisting. Adam had made her feel like this but only once when they had first met. She turned to look at Peter whose head was leaned back again with his eyes shut. She smiled and turned back around and drifted asleep.