Erik: *glares*
Me: What?
Erik: Why the hell did you end the last chapter in a cliffhanger?
Me: *shrugs* adds on the suspense
Erik: ... Will I save her?
Me: Daaaw are you worried about her?
Erik: Of course I'm bloody worried! Now give me answers!
Me: Good things comes to those who wait
Erik: *growls*
Me: 0.0' *backs away slowly then runs for it*
DISCLAIMER: I don't own PotO as I have said for the last 6 chapters.
Now off to the story lovelies and let's all hope that Hope get's out of this alive
I groaned as I started to wake up. I felt like I was tied up in a some thick rope and something heavy was weighing my feet down. I noticed the smell of fish and pine, and heard a few frogs and crickets. Judging by the swaying motion I had to be on a small boat.
Once my vision cleared I saw I was on a small fishing boat on the lake that was behind my house. "Ah! The Sleeping Bitch finally emerges from her slumber!" Hector announced. I looked up and glared at him. "Aw...are you not happy I outsmarted you?" He once again used his sinister baby voice. "I was actually wondering if you're just upset that a woman can deck you hard enough that she managed to fuck up your already fugly face." I said smugly.
He glared at me and smacked me once again on the same cheek he and Richard had slapped. What is with everyone slapping that cheek?! Is there like a target sign or something on it?! I tasted blood and I spat in his face. "Like I said earlier. I would say go to Hell but that seems a bit to nice for you." I hissed. "Would you just shut the hell up and realize the situation you are in?! I'M TRYING TO DROWN YOU AND YOU ARE MAKING THIS PRETTY HARD!" He screamed.
I silently gulped.
He must have heard me still, because he smirked and walked over to me. "It's a shame it's gotta end like this, but I guess I can make it up for you." He told me. I stiffened and he grabbed my chin. I squirmed in his grip. "Get your filthy hand off me!" I snapped. He tsked and smashed his lips against mine. I swore I was gonna lose my dinner. He pulled away before I could be violently sick and had a satisfied smirk on his face. If I get out of this alive, someone please give me something to wash my mouth out! He still had a hold of my chin and I stiffened and I saw his eyes lingering on my lips.
"Don't you fucking dare!" I hissed. He crashed his lips on mine again and I bit his lip hard enough till it bleed. He pulled away and held his bleeding lip. I spat his vile blood out of my mouth. "Consider that...the kiss of death." He snickered. "I rather the kiss of 'I'm going to be sick'." I retorted. He glared at me and I screamed as he lifted me up. "Any last words?" He asked. "YOU ARE NOT GOING TO GET AWAY WITH THIS!" I screamed. "No one is going to know. Your brother is going to be dead tomorrow night and last time I checked...you have no friends. No one is gong to know or care that you're gone." He laughed.
"I SWEAR IF YOU TOUCH MY BROTHER I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!"I screamed. I squirmed as he lifted me higher above his head-damn he's strong for a fatass drunk. "Ha! How can you when you're dead? SEE YOU IN HELL, BITCH!" He shouted and threw me overboard. I for some bloody reason screamed for Erik to help me before I fell into the icy cold water.
Water started spilling into my mouth and I squirmed in my bondage as I felt myself sinking. I closed my mouth and I could feel my lungs already burning and screaming for air as water probably started filling into them. I was sinking fast down in the cold lake. Probably because of the heavy object tied to my ankles.
I refuse to die. I need to protect Hunter! I need to teach Hector, Wendy, and Richard a lesson! Why did I even scream for Erik? It's not like he can magically appear and save the day! I guess I just screamed for him because I knew he was still listening and I was desperate for rescue. I gave up struggling when I realized my bondage was tied securely. Do I really want to die? Well if I died then I will no longer have to suffer, but Hunter still needs me.
No one is gong to know or care that you're gone...
Hector's words echoed in my head. Maybe I should just accept the fact I was dying. Hector was unfourtanetly right... I had no one besides Hunter and Erik that will care that I'm gone. Besides once I die I won't be in pain anymore...I hope. As I was starting accept my fate, I was slowly losing consciousness, and my eyelids were growing heavy. I felt something wrap around my and I felt my eyelids droop. I'll see Hunter soon...and for Erik...well I just hope I'll finally get to see him soon.
The last thing I saw was a bright light.
My eyes opened up to reveal I was in a beautiful meadow with beautiful blue and purple irises, white daises, and blue bonnets. I sat up and looked around me confusedly. I'm dead? No, no, no! I change my mind! I don't want to be dead!
"Hi, pumpkin!" My dad called behind me. I looked over my shoulder and my eyes watered when I saw both of my parents smiling at me. I scrambled onto my feet and ran to them. They hugged me tightly as I hugged them both. I clung to my dad tightly. "I missed you guys so much! Why did you have to leave me when I was seven? Do you know how hard it was to raise Hunter when I have no idea how to?" I demanded.
My mom shushed me and kissed my head. "Shh. We're sorry we had to leave you, sweetie. It was our time...however it is not your time." She told me. I blinked and looked at her confused. "But I'm dead...right?" I asked. "At the moment yes, but not for long." My dad explained. I pulled away and looked at them confused. "B-but no one but Hunter needs me. Why do I have to go back?" I asked. My mom smiled and brushed my bangs out of my face. "Hunter is a strong boy, Hope. He can handle himself. However, there is someone else who needs you." She told me.
I raised an eyebrow. "You'll figure out in time. You're a clever girl." My dad told me. "But I don't want to go." I whined. My dad hugged me. "As much as we are happy to see you...you need to go back." My dad told me.
I sighed and cringed at the thought of how much pain I might be in. "We love you, Hope." they told me in unison. My eyes watered. "I love you both as well." I chocked out. The ground beneath me suddenly opened and I fell into complete darkness.
I felt something pushing against my chest and air being blown into my mouth. My lungs were on fire. There is no way I can be dead still.
"Come on. Breathe!" I heard a familiar voice growl. That sounds like...Erik. Wait...how did he find me? I felt something pushing against my chest again and then air being blown into my mouth. I coughed out the water that was in my lungs and I was helped onto my side so I wouldn't choke as I purged the water out of my lungs.
I coughed and tried to catch my breath. "I'll bloody murder that pig and his wife." I growled weakly. I yelped and stiffened when I felt myself being pulled into a bone crushing embrace. Whomever was holding me was really strong and felt very muscular. "I don't know how you got in my home, but I don't give a damn. I'm just so relieved you are alive, Hope." Erik breathed. I was still tense but I was relieved to know it was Erik who saved me. "Erik, may you please let me go?" I asked politely.
He pulled me away and I had to discreetly pinched myself to see if I was dreaming. Erik looked like the Gerard Butler Phantom of the Opera except he had a blue and a green eye. I looked around my surroundings and tried not to gawk. Erik is the Phantom of the Opera! I had to calm my inner phangirl so I can think logically. If I'm somehow with the Phantom of the Opera and inside his lair...how the hell did I end up in the world of the Phantom of the Opera and where in the musical or movie did I end up? Erik was looking at me confused.
"Hope, how did you end up in my home?" He asked. "I honestly was hoping you knew." I admitted. he took off his cape and wrapped me in it. I mumbled a small thanks. "Do you remember what happened and where you were?" He asked. I nodded. "I was at the lake that was behind my house on some fishing boat Hector used. I was tied up and something was weighing my feet down. I'm assuming you heard me being cocky and acting like I wasn't scared when really I was scared to death." I admitted sheepishly. "I did." He told me. I nodded.
"Hector forced a kiss on my lips twice-which reminds me...do you have anything I can use to wash my mouth?" I asked. he nodded and motioned me to continue. "He then tossed me overboard and then I was with my parents. They said it wasn't my time yet so I had to go back. Then everything went dark then I woke up." I told him. He nodded. "You can stay here for the night." He told me. I nodded and yelped as he suddenly scooped me up from the ground. I squirmed in his grip when I saw him heading to a bedroom.
He noticed my reaction and he quickly stopped then set me down onto my feet. "Hope, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm just taking you to the other room for you to get in dry clothes and use the washroom." He assured me. I blinked and hid my face in my hands. "I'm sorry, Erik, I didn't-" "It's alright, Hope. I understand." He interrupted. I dropped my hands and looked up at him. He pointed to the room he was taking me. "You can stay in the room for the night. I'll get someone to come and get you dry clothes." He told me. I nodded and bit my lip. "Thanks, Erik." I whispered and handed him his cape.
I hurried into the room and closed it behind me. What the bloody hell is wrong with me?! It's Erik! Erik is not like Richard and Hector...although he does have a nasty temper, but even still...he wouldn't hurt me! He might if he is in a blind rage, a dark voice whispered in my head. I shook my head. He isn't going to hurt me but if he ever did hurt me...I'll forgive him after I kick his arse, I hissed at the voice mentally. That seemed to shut it up.
Just lovely...I not only nearly died today but I have officially gone crazy!
