My Darling Elenor

Chapter Four

Emily paced the living room, waiting for the knock. It had been a week since she had visited the adoption centre and today was the day.

During the week Emily had worked non stop in Elenors room. The dull white room had been casted with her artistic skills. The walls were pastel pink with a tree hand painted on the main wall with mint green leaves, the tree was decorated with three portraits, herself, James and Elenor. There was lots of space left for memories and a flock of blue birds sat on the top branches.

'Knock, knock,knock' They had finally arrived and Emily counted to five in her head before opening the door.

"Hello, please come in." She greeted with a grin on her face.

Elenor shyed behing the group all in suits.There was four people three women one man, one of the ladies stood out the rest had their head held high yet this lady was shaken and shy stood aside of Elenor.

"Elenor this is your new home." A voice broke me out of my spell. The petite lady stood aside and Elenor lifted her gaze to me a smile plastered on her face.

"James show her to her new bedroom whilst i do the paper work." Emily smiled at Elenore as she took her new daddys hand.

The two walked up the stairs and disapeared at the top.

"So did you get chance to read the case file." The lead lady asked placing her bag at the kitchen table, Emily knodded in reply. "Any questions?"

Emily shook her head before her head snapped up. "Actually, there is one thing. Her eating have you tried to adjust her eating habbits?"

"We did attempt it, and the effort was still ongoing, until the adoption was arranged. Which brings me to the mannual as she is a troubled child we have a few thing she needs to be taught. Please read before tomorrow so you can stick to her routine."

Emily nodded and signed the dotted line the lady showed her.

"Thankyou, any questions please dont hesitate to ring, the number is in the file."

Emily had spent all day trying to comunicate with Elenore with no acheivement, the girl was quiet and distant. Emily was not supprised her biological parents were drug addicts and alcoholics her whole life she had spent in a dirty crib or tied to a potty chair. She had minimum comunication skills and was not developed for her age. When her parents were found murdered Elenor had been let lose and was covered in her parents remains emotionless.

The adoption centre had left a routine filled with activities to improve her speech, mobility and brain activity.

Emily drifted off on the sofa as James watched CSI Miami and was awoken by a peircing scream.

James jumped off the arm chair and flew up the stairs. Elenor sat once again quiet at the end of her bed James approched her and wrapped his arms around her. James felt a sharp pain in his shoulder blade and a warm ooze.

"Ouch!!" he exclaimed. "What was that for Elenor that was bad." He pointed at her and Emily entered with Elenor at the head of the bed screwed in a ball cowering.

"No need to speak to her like that get out and sort yourself out!!!" she said in a firm tone. " It's okay sweety time to go sleep now mummy and daddy are here." Elenores neck turned in a flash and her eyes hardened.

Emily lifted the quilt over her and her eyes began to sofen before they shut. Emily marched into the bathroom to confront James.

"Why did you shout at her she is terrified, i'm sure she didnt realise what she was doing. Now im going to bed clean yourself up and get to bed there is alot of bonding to be done tomorrow."

A/N: Sorry its been so long but i have been busy with my daughter who has a fantastic childhood and is loved and deffinetly not evil :D vote comment and keep reading......Thaaaaaaankyou