9. I must never remove Erik's mask without his permission.
10. I must never ask for Erik's permission to remove his mask.
"I dunno Lilith, you do remember what happened to Christine, don't you?" Kelli asked.
"Yeah, but if I ask really nicely, he might let me." I replied. We were debating whether or not to take off Erik's mask.
"Doubt it…" I stuck my tongue out at her. She was such a party pooper. "Fine," I told her. "You can ask, and if he says yes, I'll take it off. And even if he says no, I'll still take it off." Kelli glared at me, obviously fighting her curiosity to see Erik's real face with her desire to live. Curiosity won. "Alright, but if I die, I'm so haunting you the rest of your life."
Kelli took a deep breath before knocking twice on Erik's bedroom door. It swung open, and there he stood, in all his phantomy goodness.
"What do you want, mademoiselles?"
"Um, well… We were kinda wondering…" She started.
"Out with it, please. And before I get any older." Obviously, Erik had no patience.
"Okay," she said. Another deep breath. "Well, we thought maybe, since we've been living with you for awhile now, if we could perhaps see what lies beneath your mask." Kelli said this last bit in a rush, and covered her head with her arms. Erik sighed, and gently lowered her arms down back to her sides.
"Ahh, the mademoiselles are curious. I knew this day would be coming soon. I'm afraid that I do not wish to frighten two more lovely ladies. You are the only ones so far that have not irked me to the point of murder. Erik simply will not show you his face. He is quite sorry, but he will not." By the time he finished his speech, his eyes were filled with tears, and I felt horrible about what I was about to do. I said a silent prayer, and reached up as if I were going to pat Erik's cheek. Instead, I ripped off his mask, much as movie Christine had.
"Did you learn nothing?! Damn you!" Erik was furious. His eyes shined with anger, and I stumbled back a few steps.
"I'm sorry Erik! I just had to!" I whispered.
"Of course! That women's curiosity! I would've thought you, of all people would've known not to anger Erik like that!" he was advancing steadily towards me, and I couldn't help but start to cry.
"I'm sorry Erik, I'm sorry…" As I whispered this, I saw the anger in Erik's eyes leave. He turned around, heading towards his room. As soon as he was about to enter it, he told us, "Just remember mademoiselles, those who see Erik's face, will remain with him forever."
A/N I know, this one is sort of morbid, but the next chapter will be funnier, I swear. Anyway, I'd like to thank all of you who reviewed, but I'm to lazy to put the names (sorry guys). I might not update for the next two weeks or so, but only because now I have two stupid essays due for english class, and I'm sorta on the brink of failing Global History... Bleh.