Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own Erik. Not at all. Rhapsody's still mine... same... same...
Ch3
He had returned…finally. Rhapsody glanced up from the chair where she had been sitting by herself, pressing buttons on her phone. She slid it back into her pocket, hoping that it had not been noticed. 'The Phantom' watched her, returning her gaze emotionlessly.
"I have made my decision" he said, his voice emotionless, just like his cold gaze. Instead of demanding an answer as she would usually have done, Rhapsody waited for him to finish of his own accord "You may stay" he announced "but if you betray my trust then, you have my word, I will do all that is in my power send you back to hell" His tone made her shiver.
"Thank you so much, Phantom, sir" she smiled "and don't worry. You can trust me" Truly, Rhapsody hated having to lie to him like this but it was her own life and freedom at risk and that was everything she had left in this time and her own too.
"My name is Erik" he told her, this time sounding far warmer for which Rhapsody was more than a little grateful. "I would prefer to be known by that rather than the title of an irritating, haunting spirit" she could imagine a smile beneath that black mask of his "No offence intended, of course" Rhapsody laughed. Perhaps this whole thing would be easier than she had first thought.
"None taken, Erik" she stood, still smiling a little and extending a small, bare hand "Name's Rhapsody and I'm looking forward to getting to know you"
Erik stared down at the girl's outstretched limb. She looked perfectly real and after the shock had died down he wondered if this gesture meant that he wouldn't pass right through her. Not wanting to make a bad impression, he took her hand in his own far larger gloved one and, surprised by the strength of her young grip, shook.
"Now it's official" she said. Was she ever going to stop smiling, he wondered. Truth be told, it was making him feeling awfully uncomfortable. Erik stood stiffly and let his hand fall to his side once more, glad that she couldn't see his confused expression. "Um… feel free to relax?"
"I do not need your permission-" the bitter retort had begun to escape him before he could prevent it. Behind his mask, he bit his lip a little. "Forgive me. I am unused to begin addressed in such a way" Rhapsody raised her hand and made a waving movement.
"Don't worry about it" she said, falling back onto his chair.
She was pleased with herself, successfully deceitful and not too guilty. Thinking realistically, what was the worst that they would do to him…Erik. Being on first name terms would make things harder to do. Rhapsody wondered if it would have been possible just to have stabbed the syringe into him with her free hand during their handshake. She doubted it. It wouldn't have passed through his body enough for them to pick him up.
Things were never easy.
Shefelt the pressure of the syringes in her pockets and shivered. What if she accidentally injected herself? Measures would have to be taken to assure that that did not happen.
There's chapter 3. 4 is on the way but I'm going tochange some bits so hold on for a day or so, okay?