Eleanor was back in her room, her and Liz decided to meet for drinks tomorrow at the bar. She liked Liz she seemed like such a free spirit they had talked all night about everything Liz told her careless flings and travels she was like a story you didn't want to put down. Eleanor fell onto her bed, she looked up to the ceiling. Eleanor for the first time that night she felt alone she had felt that way her whole life and now she felt that things would go for the better and with that sound thought in her mind she began to doze off into sleep.
Eleanor's eyes shot open to see a small blonde little boy standing at the end of her bed staring at her. she sat up confused "Did she leave the door open when she came in" She thought "Hello." She said to the boy with no response "Are you lost?" She asked to this the boy responded "No but you are." Eleanor was thrown off by what the boy had said and what did he mean. Before she could ask another question the boy walked up to her crawling on the bed beside her "You smell nice" She didn't know what to say to this bizarre kid and frankly if was getting a little to children of the corn for her taste "Thank you, Where are your parents" "My mommy said to come meet you" Okay now she was officially freaked out "What?" she asked scooting further away from the kid "Would your mother happen to be Liz?" She said hopefully. The boy shook his head no"I'm hungry" The boy said looking at her neck "Okay lets find your mom, kid" She said getting off they bed as soon as she did she heard a voice rounding the corner of the bedroom "That's enough Holden" said a man who looked as if he where going to a 1920's themed party, however he was handsome, wearing a grey three piece suit, hair slicked to each side and a perfectly groomed straight mustache . "Run along now boy" He said shewing the boy off with his hand as he leaned against the wall. The boy jumped down off of the bed and ran out of the room without another word "That your boy?" She asked nodding her head to the door. James laughed "No darling, no Children" James tilted his head "Well none you would consider a child. But enough with me" He said pushing himself off the wall, pacing back and froth "No I'm here to talk about you." He said pointing his cane at her "Me, What about me?" She had to be dreaming she thought "Yes darling you, I saw you talk about how you got to my hotel today" He waked over to the self bar and poured himself a drink "And I must say I am quite Intrigued." "Okay Mr.Attractive man time to leave my room" His eyes grew wide by her words, he downed the last bit of his drink slamming it on the table excitedly "I will admit darling that's rather blunt of you and I love it." he stepped forward "Where shall we go." he said waking towards her "Not us" she said walking to the door "you" she swung the door open "This is a dream and i'm commanding you to leave so, be gone." She said waving her hands as if she could poof him away. James gave her a tilted smile " Oh darling you far from dreaming." He poured himself another drink as he sat on the couch. "Okay i'll bite dream man" She said sitting in the love seat across from him intrigued "James Patrick March, my dear and you are?" "Eleanor G-. Um just Eleanor" James smiled as he took a sip oh his drink " ah, so you have decided to drop the bastards name, fantastic" he said the glass down on the table "So tell me darling what really happened when you when you defended yourself from your husband?" Eleanor felt a lump in her throat "What do you mean?" she played it cool. James scoffed "Please no need to lie I am not your judge nor jury just tell me what happened." She swallowed the lump in her through i mean its just a dream "I hit him once to stop him I did but..." he leaned forward on the edge of his seat with excitement in his eyes. "The first hit knocked him out cold but I couldn't help but thinking of all the times he hurt me, I thought it was high time for him to be the victim. So I hit him again and again the joy I got from watching him bleed was like nothing i have ever felt."She stopped embarrassed "Go on" he growled with arousal "Suddenly the air tasted sweeter and my skin felt like lightning was running threw my veins like a high I didn't want to come down from. I didn't feel guilty I felt entitled." She sighed running her fingers threw her hair "But reality set in and I stopped myself, he was breathing when I left him, I wasn't running from him I was running from myself." He shook his head "The moment you walked into my hotel, I was struck by the intensity of your aura. Most folks radiate red or blue, purple if they're quite mystical, but yours..." He pointed " Was black as the ace of spades as they say." She shook her head in disagreement "I'm not a bad person" she said a tear falling from her cheek. James stood up and rushed his way to her kneeling down he wiped the tear from her cheek "No darling, not yet but we will get you there." Eleanor could smell him he smelled of wood, cigarettes and liquor, It was almost clamming to her "He stood up buttoning the coat back "Now time to go back to bed darling, long day ahead of us."
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Blood Stained Lips//Cortez Hotel//Jame Patrick March
Fanfiction"Darling, we are cut from the same dark cloth. I know you and what you desire, don't just fall into the darkness, revel in it." He said with a wicked smile What happens when a girl with a broken past finds herself in the hotel of the man wanting to...
