JANE X READER

CHAPTER 1

Eleanor Linsey Swan's beauty was so captivating that she often became the center of attention without even trying. Her porcelain-like skin looked like it had been carved from the finest marble, with the most delicate red freckles dotting her face and neck like a work of art. Her deep blue eyes were framed by long, wispy eyelashes that gave her a captivating, otherworldly aura. Her red hair, which was styled in a playful pixie cut, was her most striking feature, like a shining crown atop her head. As stunning as she was on the outside, Eleanor was riddled with internal struggles. She had been traumatized by her past experiences, and she often acted antisocial and rude as a way to push people away. However, if one looked closely enough, they could see the pain in her eyes and the exhaustion in the dark circles underneath them, which were a testament to her sleepless nights and constant nightmares. Additionally, she had scars on her thighs and wrists, as well as a few bruises on her figure that spoke to her turbulent past. Eleanor's clothing choice, a long sleeve bodysuit and thigh high socks, both in a dazzling shade of red, only accentuated her natural beauty. The vibrant hue of her outfit only intensified the striking color of her red hair, which was styled in a short pixie cut. But behind Eleanor's hauntingly beautiful eyes was a deeper layer of pain and fear. As she sat on her bed, staring at her computer, the only sound in the room was the faint hum of the keyboard and her own panicked breathing. She seemed to be staring into space, lost in thought, or maybe trapped in her own mind. Then, as if on cue, the sound of a car door slamming outside was enough to bring Eleanor to attention. She sat up straight on the bed and her eyes widened with fear. A chill ran down her spine as she realized that Alice Cullen was back, and the memories of the painful past started to flood her mind. Her eyes teared up at the thought of seeing Alice again, and she quickly jumped from the bed and ran to the window to watch the vampire enter the house. Her heart raced as tears began to stream down her face, and her body shook with nerves as she locked the door behind her, hiding under the bed. The memories of her past kept flashing through her mind, and she curled up in a fetal position, trying to escape the pain of her traumatic experiences. Eleanor had long struggled with her mental health and it was obvious that the past events still haunted her. She had no idea how much time had passed since she had been panicking under the bed but she soon fell asleep tears staining her cheeks dragging the red makeup down her face leaving marks. Her breathing was shallow as usual as she had a dreamless sleep. She was clueless to the commotion going on downstairs due to her being a heavy sleeper, she didn't even wake up when they came into her room and dragged her away. Her eyes fluttered open staring at Alice who had picked her up and taken her downstairs, her eyes widened and she started to freak out screaming and thrashing in her arms trying to get away from the vampire who had hurt her before. Eleanor's panicked efforts to escape Alice's grasp only made the vampire hold her tighter, causing her to feel even more helpless. Her struggling body was unable to break free from the iron grip, and she started to whimper in fear and frustration. Her screams and cries echoed throughout the room, but they did nothing to break Alice's resolve.