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Chapter 10: Betrayal

Erik looked down at the two closed caskets. They were both white with silver trimming. He might not have known them well - but whether or not he wished to admit it, he had liked them, and now missed them.

The funeral went by quickly. Erik was in a blur the entire time and he didn't realize it was over until he felt a soft tap on his shoulder. Lisa was motioning for Erik to follow her. He silently followed James and Lisa back to the car, but before he reached it he heard his name being called out. Erik, James, and Lisa turned around to see who it was calling. It was David's, his foster parent, cousin.

"Erik, I was going through their house and I grabbed a few items that I thought you might like to have. I know they left it all to me - but here's some mementoes." He handed Erik a shoe box. He opened it up and saw a few pictures a lace handkerchief and a pocket knife.

He could feel the tears brimming in his eyes again, but he fought back the tears.. "Thank you, that was very thoughtful." Erik said as he turned back towards the car and got in.

He looked out of the window at Lisa and James still talking to him. He saw Lisa write something on a piece of paper and hand it to him. He nodded tucked it into the inside pocket of his jacket and left.

"What was that about?" Erik asked when they got into the car and started to pull away.

"Oh, I just gave him our address in case he wanted to write you and keep in touch." Lisa said.

Erik just rolled his eyes. That was only the second or third time he met him, so why keep in touch?

After they got back to the school Erik started to head towards his dorm but was stopped by Christine. She practically ran into him and he dropped his shoe box. He bent down and picked it up. Luckily the lid didn't come off.

"Oh Erik, I'm sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." Christine said looking up at him after he stood back up. He could see his reflection in her brown eyes. He was paler that usual and his white half mask shone in her eyes. It was at that point that Erik wondered if she ever wondered what was under his mask.

"Its okay Christine, it's my fault, I wasn't paying attention." Erik said quietly. "Where's Raoul?" Erik asked savagely.

"I don't know Erik, we're just friends." Christine said. For some reason her eyes seemed to fill with tears. "I never like him like that, I always liked you…I still do." Christine said the last part very quietly.

Erik shook his head to make sure he heard her correctly. He sighed. Why was he always hurting a girl around him?

"Look Christine, I know we had issues, but I'm with Phoebe. I'm sorry. I still like you too, but Phoebe was there for me when I needed her to be, and I can't do that to her. I like her too. I'm just torn." He was looking at his shoes hating himself for being so blunt with her. When he looked at her he saw that there were tears sliding down her cheeks.

He wiped them off with the backs of his fingers with his free hand. "Christine I'm sorry." Erik said and pulled her into a one armed hug. "I don't want to lose you though. You're to special, something about you just pulls me in. I still want to be friends."

"Okay, I would rather have that then nothing Erik." Christine said into Erik's shoulders. He heard her sniff against his shoulder. "I should really go change out of my suit Christine."

She backed away from him and nodded. "Will you still give me music lessons?" Christine asked.

"Of course."

She broke out into a watery smile. "I'll see you tomorrow then." Christine said as she walked away.

He watched her walk away and felt a small pang in his stomach. What was that about? He just shook his head and started walking back to his room, but though he would tell Phoebe that he was back. He knew she would be worried about him.

He knocked on her door and Tabitha answered. "Is Phoebe in there?" Erik asked. "Umm, no she left a while ago. Sorry." Tabitha said. He saw her give a quick glance at his mask and close the door.

Erik scowled at the closed door. Now where could she be! He was starting to get very upset with Phoebe. Every time he tried to find her she was never where he thought she would be.

He just made his way towards his room only to find it locked. That stupid roommate of his always annoyed him.

He pounded on the door "McWillen I demand you open this door at once." Erik shouted pounding on the door until he heard the lock click. He threw open the and he head it smack the wall. Hopefully he didn't put a hole in the wall. That would be a fun conversation with James, 'yeah, thanks for adopting me, by the way I put a hole in the wall'.

"McWillen, what are you doing with the door closed." Erik asked as he stepped into his room. He stopped short when he saw Phoebe in the room also.

He was outraged. "What the hell are you doing in here with the door locked with McWillen?" Erik shouted at Phoebe.

He could see the fear in Phoebe's eyes and in Tyler's. He dropped the shoe box on the table next to the door and walked toward Tyler. His hands were clenched into fists. Before he knew it he had punched Tyler across the jaw.

He heard Phoebe scream and felt as she tried to wedge herself between Tyler and Erik. "Erik don't it's not what you think." Phoebe yelled.

He took his eyes off Tyler's bleeding mouth and looked into Phoebe's eyes. They were wide with fear.

"Get away from me!" Erik yelled in her face. "I hate you, how could you do this to me." He grabbed her upper arm roughly and escorted her out of the room. "Get out" Erik said as he pushed her slightly out of the room. He slammed the door shut in her face and locked the door.

He turned back to Tyler who was cowering on the floor. His stupid blond hair was usually in spikes was matted down.

"You disgust me." Erik said loudly. His fists were shaking with rage. He felt like hitting him again, but he held back. He turned on his heel and unlocked the door. He threw it open almost hitting himself and walked out slamming the door closed.

He went to the music room. There were a few people in the corner but Erik yelled at them to get out. They started to walk up to him to protest and they saw the look in Erik's eyes and left quickly. He shut the door and headed for the piano.

His fingers were pounding out the music. He didn't know what he was doing but soon he found some spare paper and started to write it down. He had never written music before and it felt nice.

Erik pounded on the keys until his fingers hurt. He had missed dinner, but didn't care. Finally his piece was finished. He picked up the papers and folded them carefully putting them in his inside pocket.

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