Thank you for reading this far, I do hope you enjoy this story. I don't own Phantom, it's characters or the song.
POV Erik
Erik thought he was starting to go mad watching this girl stand there, it felt like an eternity. For some reason, the girl seemed to go through, a verity of different emotions, from sadness to neutral, to now happy.
Erik kept questioning as he stared even longer at the girls smile. Granted she looked better with a smile on her face, however, Erik simply, could not figure out why she was smiling... and with that fact, he felt a little uneasy not knowing. Erik was always the kind of individual that wanted to understand and know exactly what was going through a person's brain.
Yet her... he could not understand.
"My apologies, mademoiselle... are you lost, by any chance?" Erik asked with as much sympathy in his voice as he could. The girl twitched slightly by the sudden words, her smile dropped but just as quickly came back, maybe she was relieved that Erik did not seem like a bad person. Yet if she knew his past, she would quickly run like the rest of them.
"Yes, I am... do you know a way out? If that is not too much trouble" she asked with a chuckle in her voice, is she laughing at herself? Erik ponders, as he continued to stare at the young girl.
"This way," Erik told her with harshness in his voice. It would be best, to get rid of this as quickly as possible. He told himself as he started to walk away from her in the opposite direction.
He could hear the light sounds of stepping following him, but still at a far too slow of a pace. I need to do something about her walking, Erik declared to himself, as he stopped in his tracks.
"Stay here" he ordered the girl as he ran further ahead towards his home. "There has to be something" he muttered to himself as he skimmed the room. He started to dig through the piles and piles of random stuff he collected over the years, granted he should get rid of it, but he liked to own things, it made him feel like something in his life was normal.
Meg POV
"My apologies, mademoiselle... are you lost, by any chance?" a deep voice asked through the darkness. Meg was taken back that someone replied to her question, she simply thought she had gone completely mad. However there was a voice... and what a voice it was.
It was deep yet had a lightness to it, it was indescribable. Meg thought if she could ever taste chocolate in her life it would be like his voice... a delight to the ears which starts to give you a need for more. As soon as he stopped speaking Meg found herself wanting to hear him speak more... anything as long as she could hear his voice... it's a voice she would happily listen to all day.
Then it suddenly daunted on her, he asked her a question, it's considered rude not to answer, and maybe he might speak again in reply.
"Yes, I am... do you know a way out? If that is not too much trouble" Meg quickly asked, feeling relieved that she might not be here for much longer, yet felt troubled that she might not be able to listen to his voice anymore.
"This way" he quickly told Meg as he walked away. Meg felt so relieved that he was going to show her the way she did not know if she would be able to take in any directions without getting even more lost. She did however felt a little annoyed by the fact they started to walk the other way, so she was getting herself even more lost until he came along.
Thank goodness he's here, Meg thought to herself as she tried to keep up.
"Stay here," the stranger told here in a demanding voice, Meg heard his footsteps speed up as he went further ahead.
A few moments pass and Meg felt nervous and ashamed that she could not walk very fast. She was stuck at this slow turtle-paced, she wanted to move quickly too, but if she moved faster the more likely she is to fall down, and Meg did not like the idea of getting even more hurt.
What if he never comes back? Meg started to ask herself as panic starts to sink in... She did irritate and annoy him she would not blame him for leaving but, what if she never gets out of here, stuck here for the rest of her life?
Meg questioned herself over and over again as she stood in the darkness missing his warmth.
"No.. Meg you're strong... you can do this," she told herself out loud as she started to move forward.
She's in the right direction just go to keep moving.
What is the worst that can happen?
Meg asked herself as she moved deeper into the catacombs.
