eleanor
She scratched at the dress.
"This is the stupidest thing I've ever worn."
"Eleanor, I let you wear whatever you want on a daily basis. Could you just wear a nice dress for once in your life?" Her mother shook her head. "It's a funeral, Eleanor." She rolled her eyes, watching in the mirror as her explosive hair was tamed into a ponytail. Eleanor picked at the hem of her dress.
"Can I at least wear leggings?"
"No."
"Tights?"
"Nope."
"Pantyhose?"
"Eleanor it's the middle of summer." Eleanor rolled her eyes.
"What about Doc's?"
"You still own Doc Martens?"
"Seriously, Mom? That's insulting." Her mother chuckled, Eleanor feeling the vibrations in her back. Eleanor's eyes ran over the floor. She could feel her mother's warm eyes on her, but she didn't want to look into those sad eyes until she had to.
"Are you going to stay for the school year?" Eleanor tensed up. "I know you've got all of the drama with that boy you were with, but what about your one friend, uh, Tina?" She began to have unnerving amounts of flashbacks. Her mind raced as she began to think about all those people.
DeNice.
Beebi.
Steve.
Tina.
Park.
"Mom-"
"Mom!" They heard. "Uncle Geoffrey and Aunt Susan are here!" She finally looked into her mother's eyes.
"We better go, then." Eleanor rose to her feet. "We'll continue this later, okay?" Eleanor just nodded. She didn't want to say anymore on the topic. She just wanted this day to be over already.
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Park & Eleanor
FanfictionHe was still drunk on her. So drunk on her, in fact, everything else seemed blurry compared to her. Every aspect of her still got to him in ways he couldn't quite capture. And although time had passed, and time is supposed to heal all wounds, he st...
