Hello peoplez! Sorry for taking a little longer on this story, brain farts do that to you. So here's the fourth chapter and a gut wrencher i may add. Kinda sad, depends on your point of view. I was listening to Evanescence- lithium while i was doing this so that's why it's kinda depressing. Kinda why i labeled it in tragic romance as well.
Disclaimer- As i said a million time before , if i did own phantom of the opera fob here would be dead cause i killed him witha blunt object, Christine would be with a shrink and Erik would be loved by all his phangirls (including me!) lol
Reminder to all my readers. The description of the dress they're working on is and actual out fit look up Anna from Van Hellsing and she's wearing the top that Morgan is wearing. Yeah i copied it, sue me. And I'm making fun of Carlotta's voice again, so if you don't like that either you can sue for the Pennie i got. And yes I'm broke... again
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Erik had been helping Morgan out on her dress. They had been up all night so both Morgan and Erik were wearing the same clothes they wore the day before. So far the skirt part was passed her feet by 2 inches and was a bit puffy. The top was a regular hard leather corset, since Morgan almost snapped his head of if she didn't have it, but it went under her breasts, while she wore a ruffled silk shirt underneath it to cover her chest. The sleeves were before the elbow and excess fabric dangled from the ends of it. Her Thigh length boots went with the dress as well as a pair of wrist length gloves with red ribbon threaded it through. The gloves where courteously given by Erik. Morgan sent out for her ask and was told it would arrive sometime that day. When he'd ask her what it looked like she always said 'wouldn't you like to know'. He basically gave up after the 20th time. Erik left to check on Christine or in Morgans word to 'stalk' Christine but he left before he could throw anything at her. So she was safe... for now.
Erik was in the box five watching them practice for the show next Saturday. When he saw Carlotta sneak back stage with Madam Giry following behind in her shadow, trying not to be seen. He followed the two women back stage near the girl dormitory were Morgan was coming back from the kitchen with some pie and tea. She was almost at the stairs before Carlotta started to scream at her.
"You filthey harolet! I should have you kicked oot oz ze Opera huse for wazt you have done!" Morgan put the tea and pie on the stair case before turning towards Carlotta.
"What did you call me." Erik noted the tint of anger in her voice even though she was emotionless again.
" Ae called you a filthy harolet! Your a dizgrace to humanaty! A demon!" Carlotta edged closer to Morgan, like she was prepared to do something. He noticed a small bulge coming from Carlotta's corset. Morgan had her eyes close as if trying to calm herself.
"Carlotta, i think you should shut up and go back to practice before you make a huge mistake."
"A mistake? Me? You? Yes. You are Luziferz harolet! Your a damned zoul!"
"Shut the fuck up Carlotta, before i make you."
"Your parentz ar better off deed! They bore a deamon froom hell and ar better off deed! They killed themzelvez, to get away from you!" Erik knew that Carlotta went to far. Morgan's eyes snapped open and she begain to quickly walk over to Carlotta.
" So do uz all a favor," Carlotta pulled a knife from her corset," AND DIE!" Carlotta slashed at Morgan's stomach and left a big gash on it. Blood wash slipping out quickly, before Morgan could react she had slashed her on the top of her right breast, then the side of her neck and shoulder. Morgan fell to the ground, a pool of her blood slowly surrounded her. Carlotta was about to strike again when Erik jumped from the catwalks and landed in front of her. He pulled out his sword and knocked the knife out of Carlotta's hand. She turned pure white as Erik brought his face closer to hers. He put his moth right next to her ear and whispered quietly.
"Boo" Carlotta screamed so loud that she put her singing voice to shame and ran for her life. Madam Giry rushed over to Morgan and tried to examined her wounds. Erik went back to Morgan and tried to help as well.
"Erik, she's losing to much blood, if we don't help her soon then she's good as dead." Madam Giry had grabbed a couple of fresh rag that were going to be used by the ballet girls and put them on Morgan's wounds, trying to stop the bleeding. Erik was over come by shock on how much blood she was losing Morgan turned her head toward Erik's and looked at him with tired eyes.
"Phantom, your... a bloody genius. You scared Carlotta so bad-" Morgan rasped out before he put a finger on her lips to shush her.
"Mine name is Erik. Don't talk, save your breath. You're going to be alright." Morgan nodded and let out a scream when Madam Giry pushed the rag to hard.
"Erik we have to get her out of here. People will be coming and she needs medical attention right this instant." Madam Giry informed while looking like she was about to cry. Erik wasn't farfrom crying either
"I'll bring her to my lair and treat her there. Clean up this mess and do whatever you need to do to keep the other away. when your done meet me in my lair." Erik lifted Morgan up and left without hearing what she had to stay. Erik took all the shortcuts he knew of but it felt like itt was taking forever. The longer it took to get Morgan back to her lair the colder she got. Finally he got to the lake, he put Morgan into the boat gently and saw that her eyes were closing.
"Morgan! Don't go to sleep! Whatever you do don't go to sleep." Erik moved the boat as fast as he could in the water.
"But...i-I'm so...t-tired." Morgan tried to open her eyes more but all she could see was a black blur in front of her.
"I don't care how tired you are just don't fall asleep!" Panic rose within him. When he finally saw his gates opening he began to go even faster, getting to shore in a mater of seconds. He threw the ore into the land, jumped into the water and carried the blood soaking Morgan over to the swan bed. He ripped of Morgans corset to see the wounds better. He didn't care that she had her entire body naked to him, he just wanted her to live. Grabbing some alcohol and new rags he drench them with it and removed the blood soakedones. When he put the cloth on the cut on her stomach, Morgan let a painful scream and jolted from the burning sensation that had hit her. She screamed more loudly each time he cleaned a new wound. Erik wanted to kill himself for letting this happen to her. Her screams cutting deeper and deeper into his heart. Once Erik cleaned the wounds he brought out a curved needle and black thread that he had gotten from the hospital and began to stitch her up. She struggled to get away from the pain which was no good for Erik so he got a bottle of chloroform and put some on another rag before putting it over her mouth, almost knocking her out. He got back to work closing up the stomach wound, the main source of her pain. His hands shook from the sorrow and grief of what she was going through. She moans quietly in pain as he finished stitching up her shoulder. He put more alcohol onto the wounds to make sure it was clean then graved another cloth and washed most of the blood off before putting salve on it and bandaging them up. He covered her sleeping form with the silk blankets and grabbed any other blanket he could find. trying to get her body heat back since now she was as cold as snow.
Once he put almost everything away, he layed down on his side, next to Morgan,snuggling her, while he watched her breath shallowly. His eyes filled withhot tears with every painful moan he heard coming from her lips. He wanted to take away all the pain, but he knew he couldn't. He started crying heavily wile stroking her hair. She leaned into Erikso that her face was in between his shoulder and neck while her, body molded with his even though she was under a bunch of blankets and quilts. Her bandaged arm went over his side and clung desperately onto his back while the other arm went under his neck but grabbed onto his shirt as well. Erik put his arms around her waist and buried his face into her hair. In another point of view someone could mistake them as two lovers cuddling each other but if they look closer they would have seen Erik sobbing desperately into her honey smelling hair and Morgan moaning and grunting in pain. Both clinging to each otherfor what seemed dear life.
Erik wanted her to live.
He needed her to live.
When Madam Giry came down three hours later she came to find that both Morgan and Erik were clinging to each other, both fast asleep in pain and sorrow. She went over to Erik and covered him up with some of the blankets before lighting a warm fire and pulling the veil around the bed down. She cleaned up the medical supplies and rags that Erik had missed. Every so often he heard a shudder or a sob coming from Erik or a grunt or moan of pain coming from Morgan. Madam Giry checked on Morgan for the third time that hour. She was more of a corpse now, her eyes looked like two black eye sockets , her hair was matted from her sweat and caked withblood, Her lips looked like they were blood itself. Poking Morgan with a needle full of morphine had stopped the sound of pain coming from her to give her a descent sleep. She looked upon Erik's face and noticed that he had taken off his mask. And seeing his tear stained face added to her shock, but she shocked it off quickly to pull more blankets on them. It had been two hours that she had been down with them and knew that they had to change her bandages soon. She shook Erik awake and gave him his mask without looking. When he looked at Morgan's still sleeping body he felt even more sadness but some bit of relief that she was still alive.
"How long have i been asleep?"
"I'm not sure. It took me three hours to get down here and i've spent at least two hours in this room right now so i guess four hours, give or take how long it took you to do her stitches."
"Why'd you wake me up?"
"We have to change the bandages, don't we." Erik rubbed his face, getting the last bit of sleep from his face before turning serious and getting out of bed. A small whimper was heard from Morgan, as she lost the warmth beside her. Erik gave her a sorrowful look before quickly rubbing her hair, the leaving to grab fresh bandages. When he came back he pulled down blankets to her waist revealing to Madam Giry that she was naked. She gave him a stern look while he gave her a glare,
"I did not touch her. I happen to be a gentlemen."
"You better be." She gave him the look one more time before Gently lifting Morgan into a sitting position as Erik disinfected and re-wrapped the blood soaked bandages.
"I gave her a bit of morphine so she should sleep better."
"Fine. That was a smart thing to do." Once Erik was finished he gave her a bit more morphine before Madam Giry left. He climbed back into bed and had Morgan immediately latched onto him. Once he was back into their old position he drifted of to sleep quickly.
Morgan awoke from her peaceful sleep to be suddenly hit with pain all over her body. She could feel the could sweat that was all over her body as she groaned inwardly.
'What the hell happened? Did i get hit by a train that i didn't know about?'Morgan looked to her side to find that nobody was therbut messy sheets as if someone had been with her while she slept. She closed her eyes to try to remember what had happened to her but quickly shot them open again to see she wasn't in her room. She slipped out of bed to also notice that she was naked.
'Fuck, i think I've been raped.'She was going to have a fun time trying to explain that to Madam Giry. She saw that there was a white night gown beside her bed and slipped in on, very pissed that it wasn't black, then heard sad and sorrowful organ music. Morgan tried to move forward but found that her legs were sand bags when she almost fell forward. She finally got her legs moving and started to walk to the sound of the music. When she got out of the hallway she noticed that she was in Erik's home. She saw him playing his organ like a deep depression. She quietly moved forward and came behind him. She placed a hand on his shoulder and he turned around with such speed that Erik almost knocked her over. When she met his gave he was made out of shock and extreme happiness. He latched onto her waist and started to spin her around in a choke-hold grip that was called a hug.
"Emergency...Can't...Breath...Suffocating!" Was all she was able to squeak out before he put her down .
"Y-you're alive! It's a miracle!" He looked her over seeing how much she'd changed. Her skin ws almost her normal white, Her eye's looked more alive and her lips...oh those lips! He wanted to kiss her and never let go.
"I'm alive why wouldn't i be?"
"You don't remember?"
"Remember what?"
"Remember what happened!"
"What is this twenty questions? I can't read minds phantom...as much as i would like to."
"Carlotta stabbed you." All the memories cam flooding back to her and she became dizzy. Erik sat her down onto the Organ bench. While concern took over his face.
"Now i remember what happened. That bitch is going down now. All I remember after being stabbed was, a black blurry figure telling me not to go to sleep, waking up and falling asleep then something poked my arm an bunch of times, then falling back to sleep again... how long was i out for anyways?"
"A week and a half." Morgan looked at Erik like he just grew three heads.
"A WEEK AND A HALF! I have to go! I gotta get ready! Madam Giry is going to kill me! The Opera is tomorrow and i have to-"
"Do nothing."
"Do nothing-...hey,what?"
"You heard me. your on bed rest until your better."
"But I'm fine!" Erik poked at her chest cut and Morgan hissed in pain.
"Your fine alright, now let's get you back into bed. And don't worry about Madam Giry, she knows that you down here." Erik carried her bridal style back to the bed and set her down covering her back up withblankets. "I'll be back with food. Stay put, if you move I'll tie you down to the bed. Oh and by the way my name is Erik." Morgan sat in bed looking confused as Erik left. But snapped out of it when she felt something in the pit of her stomach. She had felt this before but didn't know what it was.
Guilt? No.
Anger? No
Pity? No.
Sadness? Yes, that was it.
The foreign feeling was sadness. Morgan never knew what it was like to be sad. She had cried only twice in her life and that was when she was hidingform the kids who wanted to attack her and when she was alone once after another beating by the kids. It was a foreign feeling to her, she didn't know what to do.She felt that someone had grabbed onto her heart and was pulling it out of her chest. Tears filled her eyes as she tried to regain calmness. Her hands clenched onto blankets so tight that her knuckles turned white. When Erik came back with the food and saw Morgan in what looked like pain, he quickly placed the food onto the floor and ran towards her, jumping onto the bed, straddling her legs.
"Morgan. Are you alright? What's the matter? Are you hearting?" Great concern over came his voice. He didn't want to lose her and wanted to help in ever way he could.
"What's it called when it feels like someones ripping your heart out and water comes out of your eyes?" Erik calmed down once he knew what she was talking about. He pulled her into a tight hug that she gladly accepted. She clung onto his back again and started to cry.
"It's called sadness. Have you ever been sad before?" Erik began to rub her back as Morgan shook from the lack of air.
"Only when i was small but i never told anyone about it. I hide away from emotions cause i don't understand them."
"Why are you crying my, black rose?"
"What Carlotta said, it's all true! My parents death was their great release from me. I'm damned, I-"
"Morgan, enough. Your parents death wasn't your fault! They loved you with all their hearts and it was an accident. Your parents love you. If you let Carlotta get to you like this then you're proving that she's right and your nothing. But if you ignore her and accept her as a spoiled little brat that she is then you can beat her." Morgan had calmed down alot, but still not to Erik's liking. She was gasping fot air and knew that if she didn't stop then she'd get sick.
"Morgan i need you to breath. I want you to take a deep breath and let them out slowly." It was a failed attempt since she started coughing when she tried. "Okay,we'll try something different then. Breath in when i do and exhale when i do as well alright?" Morgan barely nodded her head when Erik Started to inhale. When they both exhaled their breathtickled each others faces. Erik did this several times with her until she was calm again. He got up and brought over a silver tray containing, hot chicken soup, bread and jam, hot tea and a slice of cherry pie. Morgan ate slowly as Erik Moved behind her and brushed her hair with the silver brush Madam Giry got form her room. Once he got all the blood and tangles out he put her hair in a low ponytail so that it wouldn't be in her way. Once she finished eating he changed her bandages and was just about to give her another needle full of morphine before she kicked him in the stomach and ran to the other side of the bed.
'What the hell was that for?!" Erik yelled as he held his stomach.
"Don't you fucking dare come near me with that thing." Erik looked at his hand and it finally clicked.
"Your afraid of needles aren't you?" He stepped closer to her as she back away from him.
"STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME WITH THAT THING!" Morgan jumped to the other side of the bed so she ws away from the needle. Erik placed the needle on the on the floor and kicked it to the wall.
"I've put down the needle, Will you let me come near you?" Erik put his hand s up in a 'i surrender' way so that Morgan could see that he had no other needle on him. She nodded slightly still not letting her guard down. He walked slowly over to her until she stood beside him. She calmed down quite a bit when he put his hands out in front of her, so she could see them. He placed his hands on her shoulder and brought his face centimeters away from hers. Morgans eyes widened as Erik placed his mouth onto hers. He moved his hands so that his right hand was holding the back of her head while his left arm wrapped around her waist tightly but loose enough that pain never came from her stitches. He opened his eyes slightly to see that her eyes were almost closed, gave him a small cocky smile as he placed her onto the bed, underneathth him. But that didn't sit well with Morgan since she flipped him over and ran her hands over his face, grabbing his mask and throwing somewhere on the bed. Erik stopped kissing herand gave her the best death glare he could give under the circumstances, which wouldn't put feat into a fly."
"You want your mask?" Erik slowly nodded his head, wondering what she was going to do. She came closer to his right deformed side and whispered into his ear. "Well that's to bad, besides, your even hotter withit off." she kissed his cheek before continuing with the kiss. Erik blushed, he never heard that about his face before. He was even more surprised when she started to rub his face with both of her hands. He went back to kissing her hotly and rubbing her back. She opened her mouth to him and he gladly accepted. As their tongues danced together their hotness became an inferno . He moved one hand of her back, which Morgan didn't mind, until she felt a poke from her shoulder. She stopped kissing him to see his hand pulling away with a needle. Drowsiness washed over her as she rolled off of him.
"You... god damn...bastard." Was the only things she could say before falling into a deep sleep. Erik got up fixed his clothes and hair, then grabbed his mask from the pillow and put it on. He layed Morgan onto the pillows and pulled the blankets over her.
"Goodnight, sleep tight my little black rose. You'll forgive me when you wake up." And with that he placed a kiss on her forehead, pulled down the black veil and left to get ready for when she wakes up.
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Well that's it for chapter 4! hope you guys liked it. Yes Morgans going to kick Erik's ass for tricking her like that, and we all know that he love the kiss :) Sorry for the short chapter, brain fart give you limited ideas and i thought this would be a great place to leave off. Beside we have to check on Morgan and Erik in the closet
(D S 1313 goes to the closet and hears mumbling like 'oh Erik' ,'faster' and 'harder Morgan)
D S 1313- Holy crap! they're having an orgy in ther! Where's my camera! (comes back with camera and swing door opem)
D S 1313- AH HA!(she gets pushed into a sack) HEY!
Morgan-that's what you get for putting us in a closet.
Erik- And we weren't doing anything in there anyways. There was no orgy.
D S 1313- What about the hickey on Morgan's neck?
Morgan- You said you weren't going to leave one?
Erik-Sorry, I was caught up in the moment.
D S 1313- AH HA! I knew there was something going on in there!
Morgan & Erik-(blushing) SHUT UP!
p.s. has anyone noticed that my intitals stand for DS, like the game?