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Beauty-in-Darkness
"Now, Christine point you're toes!" For the hundredth time that day Madame Giry harshly told me to point my toes. It had been exactly one year since my first lesson; Erik was a very strict teacher I would never dream of being late. I'm not quite sure what an angel's idea for punishment is but I was set on not finding out.
Meg Giry and I had grown close over the last several months, she was standing right behind now she took a look at the clock and hastily rose her hand.
"Maman, Class was over an hour ago." Every girls eyes in the room flew to the clock on the wall some gasped, knowing they were late. All the color drained from my face as I turned and fled the room I was late, and Erik would not be happy. I finally got to my room swung the doors open and ran in.
"Angel?" There was no sound but as every lesson before I sensed him.
"Oh, Angel please forgive me Madame Giry kept us late. I'm so sorry." I heard him sigh as if I was a tiresome child that he had too take care of. I was almost sixteen now and in no way a child.
"Angel, please speak too me."
"Christine, I had warned you not to be late." There was a chilling coldness in his voice that made my whole body shiver.
"Angel please, please forgive me I really did not mean too."
"Yes, Christine but because of you're insolence I shall not visit you for one weeks time. In one week I expect you here on time. Am I understood?" He was leaving me for a whole week? No, no I couldn't bare it he couldn't leave. He couldn't!
"No, no Angel please don't leave me! Please stay!"
But he was gone, he didn't say another word but he had left me. For a whole week, oh how I thought I would die. I had come to rely on him for everything…almost anyway. He was the only person in the world I had to talk too excluding Meg of course. But really Meg had a loose tongue and spilled every secret I ever told her to the other ballet girls. I needed him and He abandoned me, as punishment for a crime I did not commit.
So I walked back out of my room too go apologize for running out during class. I knocked on Madame and Megs door. Meg answered the door, she had on a floor length red dress that was dangerously low cut, and hugged her curves. It would have been beautiful but red just never was Megs color, a fact she loved too ignore.
"Oh, hello Christine. We all thought you were running off too meet someone. Where did you run off too?"
"Um…well I just had to get out of there, you know."
"I must say, all the girls thought you had a secret lover you were running off to see. Maman was not very happy with you. Have you come here too speak with her?"
"Yes."
"Okay, well I'll show you in. Come on, it's not like you've never had to talk too her before."
I followed her into a big room not very expensive looking but very quaint and hommie.
"Maman, Christine is here to see you." I may have been my imagination but I heard Erik's voice.
He was talking to Madame Giry. But why I assumed I had imagined it.
"Yes, send her in Meg."
I walked through the oak doors as they creaked open and the sight that met my eyes much different than what I had expected. The walls were painted a light rose pink with gold rose accents. And the furniture, oh the furniture was beautiful it was made of cherry wood and everything matched dresser, big four poster bed, vanity, and writing desk.
"Christine if you've come to apologize you may save you're words and leave."
"I'm sorry Madame; I was in such a hurry I really didn't think about the consequences. Please forgive me."
I begged her to forgive me I already had one person or angel mad at me I did not want to add Madame to the list.
"Child someone has already spoken to me about the matter. I will not punish you for you're actions as long as you promise it will never happen again." What who could have spoken too her? Did someone know I was being tutored?
"Thank you, Madame. May I inquire as too who spoke with you?"
"I do believe, Christine that you should know."
No it couldn't be, how could Madame Giry know Erik. It's just not possible.
"Christine, I have known Erik for years He told me to forgive you. You owe him for it too I was going to suspend you for a month!"
Erik who was Erik I surely did not know anyone named Erik.
"Um…Madame who exactly is Eric?" Her face turned as white as snow, she looked terrified.
"Um...well Christine I'm a very busy woman and…you must go…uh Meg come show Christine out!"
Madame slammed the old oak doors behind me as Meg led me to the door.
Meg stepped outside the door with me…
"Christine what happened?"
"I…I don't know do you know anyone named Erik?"
"No but….."
"Meg, Meg come in here please!" Madame shouted through the door.
"Goodbye Christine." Meg's blonde head disappeared behind the door. What had just happened?
Who was Erik? I walked back too my dressing room it was late and I needed sleep. I walked in my room and He was there I could tell just like all the other times.
"Angel?"
"Yes, Christine I am here."
"I thought you were to be gone for a week. Why are you here?"
"I talked too well a friend, and they assure me it was not your fault you were late."
"Angel, did that 'friend' happen to be Madame Giry?"
He sighed...
"Yes, it was."
"Angel, is your name Erik?" I knew I should not ask but I was too curious for my own good.
"Where did you hear that name?" He said that more harshly than I had ever heard him speak. But I marveled at the fact that even when he yelled it was beautiful.
"Uh…well…I…"
"Christine do not stand there babbling like a Bloody….." And then he stopped like he knew he was about too say something he'd regret. I heard his gasping breaths; I suppose he was trying to control his anger.
"Christine, who told you my name?"
We both immediately noticed he had said 'my name'.
I found it quite funny. I just couldn't help it a few giggles escaped my lips.
"Oh, do you think that's funny?" I composed myself.
"No of course not, why would you think that?" I really don't know why I lied he knew I was lying.
"Christine, I tire of such games. Really though, I am very interested in why you find it so funny."
"I don't know. "
"Yes, I thought as much. Begin your scales."
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Beauty-in-Darkness
