Chapter 2: Erik

Christine sat in her room, waiting for her food. She gazed around it, it was so beautiful the walls were painted a light blue. The bed looked king sized, the bed spread, pink with flowers on it. This room looked as if Erik set it up for a girl. As if he had everything planned. Christine missed her father already. He was getting to be an old man. His health was not the best. His arthritis was getting worse. As Christine thought about this tears came to her eyes. She needed to be with her father, she needs him now more then ever. Her thoughts were interrupted when the door opened.

"I prepared your food-Christine!" he exclaimed, as he saw her crying. He rushed to her and gently took her hand.

"Christine. Why are you crying?" he asked.

"Please sir I need to be with my father! He is not as strong as he used to be!!" she sobbed. Erik felt sympathy for her. He knew how important her family was to her. Now he almost felt guilty for taking her away from her home. But he will not let her be with anyone else. She is now his and there is no turning back.

"Christine I am sure your father has a strong heart. He will be fine I assure you," he tried to comfort her.

"But he takes his medicine everyday…well he's supposed to he doesn't like taking it and he won't if I'm not there to tell him!"

Erik thought of what to do. He needed to make her happy here. There had to be a way to satisfy her about her father. He had to think.

"Christine I do not know what to do about your father. But I do have a suggestion why not telling him you are with a friend tonight? And make sure he takes his medicine tonight?" he asked. This should make her happy. Christine studied him for a minute.

"Alright I suppose," she whispered.

"But if you do not come back. Then your family will suffer the consequences do I make my self clear!?" he said sternly.

"Yes sir," she said, on the verge of crying again.

"Now come we do not want the food to spoil," he said. Glad, that he made her feel a little better. But he knew the threat didn't help. But he knew that if he didn't then she would be sure to run away. And he could not have that. They went to the table and Erik set a plate in front of her. But to her surprise he didn't eat he just went to his piano.

"Aren't you going to eat?" she asked, a little concerned.

'Why are you feeling sorry him all of a sudden?' her mind screamed at her.

'Well I hate him but I do not wish him to starve to death.' she snapped. She fiddled around with her food, waiting for an answer.

"No!" he simply, replied.

"Oh…well I really don't like eating alone," said Christine.

'Oh Christine…you could not be horrible to anyone, even the ones who have done wrong to you,' thought Erik.

"Yes well I really don't like eating that much," said Erik. Christine nodded not wanting to annoy him by asking so many questions. Not even thinking, about the food being poisoned she started eating from hunger.

"Is the food to your liking?" he asked

"Yes…it's quite tasty," she said.

"Good,"

Awkward silence fell in the room. Christine hated the silence and the darkness. Which is why she sleeps with the TV on at nights, so she wouldn't feel alone. To break the silence Erik started to play a melody from his piano.

"That's beautiful," Christine, murmured

"I'm glad you think so my dear," he said. Then it dawned on her. She never got to know his name.

"Oh what is your name sir?" she asked. Erik had forgotten as well he looked at her shockingly.

"Erik,"

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