revenge ➳ sequel to shrinking one direction ☠under construction☠

Chapter TwentyTwo

Louis

"Holy Crap!" Emily says as she flings the door open, "Your room is clea- What's that?" She says, looking straight at us.

"Oh my gosh! Help!" Taylor yells.

"They're my pet... Hamsters!" Eleanor says, standing infront of us.

"El stop lying already! About the cat, Greg, you're 'Hamsters', all of it! I know about It all, Eleanor Calder. And I have had enough for one day. Hand them over, now. Or I will call the cops." Emily yells.

El is taken back, "You wouldn't call them on me, would you?! I am your cousin, Em!"

"Yeah you are, which is why you would hand them over instead of going to jail."

"You know what? Greg!" Eleanor yells.

Greg runs into the room, "What is It- uh."

"Tie her up." Eleanor orders.

"W-Wait what?" Emily says wide eyed.

"Why?" Greg asks.

"Because, she can witness what I can do to them," she gestures towards us, "If she steps out of line."

I expect Greg to do what Eleanor tells him to do, but instead he states firmly, "No."

"And why is that?" Eleanor says through grit teeth.

Greg clears his throat, "That is my cousin, and if you hurt her, I will call the police."

"But you'll go to jail too, dim-wit." Eleanor sputters.

"I honestly don't care! You wanted to kill them for goodness sake, Eleanor! My cousin! My pregnant cousin!" Greg yells, and I cover my ears, along with Taylor.

Eleanor laughs- laughs! "Who cares if she is pregnant? Just another mistake would be born. We don't want that... Now do we?" Eleanor smirks, reaching for Taylor's jar.

"Don't you fucking dare!" Greg says, running towards her.

Eleanor waves a winger- now holding Taylor's jar in the air, "Come and closer and I'll drop it."

My eyes widen, "ELEANOR CALDER! PUT THAT JAR BACK ON THE DESK!" I yell as loud as possible.

She grins, "Whatever you say, my love."

And she drops the jar, from high up- onto the desk. Glass shatters everywhere and I hear Taylor shriek.

Anger, worried, terrified, petrified, fumed- you name it- emotions are going through me, "Taylor!" I cry. "You sick minded fucking bastard!" I yell at Eleanor.

Greg runs over to the desk, and pushes Eleanor over to the side, "Oh my gosh." He says, picking up Taylor's limp injured body. And soon as I see her, years well up in my eyes.

"She is still alive." Greg says, "C'mon." He grabs the my jar, and runs out with Emily.

"My car." She says, and gets in. at this point I didn't even know I was crying, until warm tears soaked my tiny shirt.

We get in and I see everyone else- Harry, Niall, Liam, Zayn, Anna, Noa, and Lilly- sitting on the cup holder.

They stand up and we get into the car, "What happened?!" Lilly cries, as she spots Taylor.

"Eleanor." Is all Emily says, and Greg sets Taylor by Lilly.

"She is unconscious, but alive.... Broken leg.. And a broken arm." Lilly explains, "Please, please hurry before she loses a lot of blood."

"I'm trying, were almost to my house." Emily says, and Greg still stays scilent- spoke to soon.

"I'm sorry." He chocked out.

"Sorry isn't going to cut it." I tell him.

"I know, I know you are probably never going to forgive me, but I am still going to fix this. I have the growth serum for when we get to Emily's house."

We all sigh of relief- besides Lilly and Taylor. Lilly is bandaging up Taylor's arm with bandage/gaws she took just in case.

I can't even process all of this. I can't even believe Eleanor. She dropped- dropped Taylor. And Greg helped begin all of this.

We can't forgive him, we just can't!

All I care about is Taylor being okay, and getting back to normal.