The Choice

Chapter 2

Elenor

"What about this one?" Alex asked me, I shake my head. She's showing me different clubs that we can go to this weekend, none look fun to me. "This one?" I glare at the picture, shaking my head again.

After a few more pictures our friend Colt joined us at the lunch table. "What are we looking at?"

"Pictures of clubs." I inform him. "She's trying to get me to say yes to one of them."

"There's one opening downtown Saturday, maybe we can all go there." Colt says stealing one of my fries. I slap his hand away as he grins at me.

"I think that's a great idea, right Elenor?" Alex teases. "Sure, Alex. Why not." I reply.

"My uncle owns it and he says it's gonna be a blast." Colt replies. "I think it's gonna be awesome."

I softly chuckle. "You think anything is awesome, Colt."

"I don't think your awesome."

"You're a dick." I reply. He puts his arm around my shoulders. "You know I love you Ele."

"Awe." I smile, pushing his arm off me. "How sweet, your still a dick."

He places his hand over his heart and fake gasps. "Ouch."

I laugh. "Shut up."

Jason

"Okay. Everyone knows the plan." I say to the boys, who all sat around the meeting table. Today, we're breaking into the morgue to see Jeanette's body, I've waited long enough, I can't find any evidence of any information that can lead to her killer so I've decided to take another road, which is breaking into the morgue and doing tests on her body, I paid a guy to help us out who works there. Once we go through with our plan he'll be waiting for us downstairs. "Let's head out."

We enter the morgue and see Mark, the guy I'm paying to let us see Jeanette's body. I pull 200 from my back pocket and hand it to him. "Give us an hour."

He nods then walks out. I glance at the boys before looking over at the metal door with number 115 on it, Jeanette Moore, a paper read on the side. I placed my hand on the cold handle and pulled it open revealing a body covered in a white sheet. I grabbed the top and pulled it over, there she was. My beautiful babe girl...I missed her so much, it made my heart feel so much pain. "What's all that?" I turn to Cody who was looking at all the computers and tests things. "It's what they use to see what happened to her." I reply. "Help me get her over to the other table."

"I know you did not just ask me to touch a dead body, bro." Blake says stepping back. "No thanks."

I look at Harry and Cody, they helped me pick the body up and lay her on the table closest to the computers.

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It's been almost half an hour and we haven't found shit. We've did almost every test to see if we can find an- "Guys."

I snap my thoughts and look over at Harry who was looking at one of the computer screens. "I got a hit." I immediately walk over to him. "What is it?"

He closes a window and a face appears on the screen. A familiar face, James. "Why is he on the screen Harry?"

"Because those handprints on Jeanette's body, were his."

"What?" I ask, no way it was him. "No. I haven't seen James since I was 16."

"Think about it Jason." Harry says standing up. "You walked out on him. The guy who always wanted a son, when he got one you walked out to be with us, what revenge would he go after?" He asks. "Jeanette. He knew you loved her, why not go after her?"

"It does make sense." Blake says.

I chuckle. "This is crazy, where talking about James killing someone here."

"I'm kinda with Jason on this one." Cody states. "I don't think James would kill Jeanette, we haven't even seen the guy since Jason was 16, it's impossible."

"And if they found his prints on the body, why wouldn't he be in prison right now?"

"Why don't we make sure?" Harry asked turning back around, he grabs a sticky note and a pin, writing down something. When he hands it to me it's an address. James address. "We can't show up at his house Harry." I spat. "You forget we're wanted. We can't have anyone recognizing us."

"Let's just go check it out dude. Your the one who said nothing will stop you from getting justice for Jeanette." Blake replies. "I mean what if he actually did it? That means a killer is running free right now."

"Fine whatever." I reply. "Just help me get Jeanette back in place."

We move her body back over to her table. I lean down next to her, "I promise I'll get justice for you babe." I know it's stupid talking to a body...but I loved her. She was my first love, I couldn't help it. I cover her back up and slide the body back in. "Let's get outta here."

Elenor

I close the front door behind me and take my shoes off, I pick them up and was about to head upstairs before my dad called me into the kitchen. "Yeah?" I ask.

"Do you think you'd be ok here for a few days?" He asked. "I have a trip to attend for work."

Of course, he's hardly ever home. He always leaves and doesn't come back for usually a week. "Yeah, I always am."

"Elenor, dont be like that." He says. "It's business sweetheart."

"I know." I nod. "It's fine, when will you be back?"

"Thursday."

"Okay, I'll get Alex to stay with me." I state.

He stands up and walks over to me. "You can always stay with your mot-"

"No! Absolutely not." I hiss. "Don't even bring her up right now dad."

He sighs with a nod. "Ok, I'm sorry."

"Thank you." I softly reply. "Dinner will be ready soon." He says. "We're having burgers."

"Let me get changed and I'll be down."

I grab my shoes and head up to my room.