Omg, hey! I am so sorry that I haven't updated in so long. I have had some major writer's block. But, now I have some ideas! So yeah. Here you go.
~Lauren
Chapter 14
Tragedy
Angel knocks on Rose's door. He hears the shuffle and footsteps, the door opens, and he sees Rose's smiling face.
"Hey, Angel."
Angel half-smiles. "Hey. I just have a question."
Rose shrugs. "Anything."
He sighs. "Well, you know how you saw into my future, and you said a tragedy was going to happen to someone I love?"
Rose nods.
"Well, have you any idea of who that person is?"
She shakes her head with a smirk. "Sorry, Angel. If I found out, I would tell you."
He nods. "Okay. Thanks. I'll see you."
Angel walks down the hall and to his room. He walks in and closes the door. He walks over to his bed and sits down with a sigh, worried.
This is really bugging me. I need to know who the tragedy is going to happen to. It has been a week since she saw into my future. We are only here for one more week, what if it happens to father? I need to be here if something happens to him. Even though I have known him for a few weeks, he is still my father. This is seriously keeping me up all night and bothering me all day. Even when I paint or when Noelle comes over, I am still bugged by it. I just hope it happens soon so I can get it over with.
He sighs one more time before getting up and walking over to his easel. He picks up his brush and palette and begins to paint.
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Erik grips Ella's hand as they sit in the lobby of the doctor's office. They have tried once more to have children, so they are awaiting for the doctor to come out and tell them if they will have children or not.
Erik is staring at the ground and Ella is trying to hyperventilate quietly. Every time they hear a door creak they shoot their heads up, but then are disappointed to see that it is not their doctor. Erik breathes out and looks over at his wife. Sweat is dripping down her nose and her eyes are buzzing around the room. He puts a hand on her shoulder. He feels that they are tense, but soon relax at his touch. She looks at him with wide eyes. He look back with loving eyes.
"Eleanore, please calm down. Everything is going to fine."
She exhales and nods.
But then their heads shoot forward when their doctor emerges from a door. Ella lets go of Erik's hand and runs up to the doctor. Erik follows her, startled by her sudden jump out of her seat.
The doctor looks at them with a smile. "Congratulations."
Ella smiles wide and she stops sweating out of stress. Erik smiles too. They both look at each other and then come together in a warm embrace. They come out of their hug and kiss before looking at the doctor.
Erik puts out his hand for the doctor to shake. "Thank you so much."
The doctor nods and shakes his head. "There is no need to thank me. Congratulations."
The couple smile at the doctor as he walks away. Then they look at each other and kiss once more.
"We're going to be parents." Ella whispers with her forehead against Erik's.
He stifles a laugh. "Parents."
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"Oh, that's great." Eva tries to act happy for Erik.
Erik smiles. "I am so excited. The doctor just told us today. I can hardly wait. I just with the baby were here already." He laughs.
Eva smiles and nods. "Well that's great. Congratulations."
"Thank you, Eva." He says before kissing her on the cheek.
Eva's eyes bulge at the touch of his lips, which she hasn't felt in years. She blushes and brings her hand up to her cheek where his lips. She smiles, not knowing what to say.
Erik see her happiness and blushes too. "I must go. She'll wonder where I am."
Eva nods still in shock of the kiss.
He nods slowly with a giggle before heading out of her office, out of the house and back to his.
She sighs. "That was wonderful." She mutters and then turns in her chair and gets back to work.
Upstairs, Gustave is practicing his violin. He has composed a new piece, a much happier piece. Now that he and Henry were together, he was as happy as can be. He always thought Henry was very handsome. And he was also an amazing singer and dancer in Phantasma. Henry was just perfect for him.
As he is playing his piece, he sees Rose walk into her room with a tray of tea through his open door. They smile at each other before she is not in sight. He looks down at his composition, not remembering what the next part was because he had only written this that afternoon.
But he shoots his head up when he hears a crashing sound coming from Rose's room. He is suddenly rushed over with terror. He throws his violin down, not caring if it breaks. He runs out of his room and down the hall. He stands in Rose's doorway and peers in. He sees the broken pieces of china everywhere from the tea tray. Then he notices Rose.
She is lying on her back, eyes wide open, mouth agape. He bulges his eyes and rushes over to Rose's side. He grabs her shoulders and starts shaking her.
"ROSE! ROSE!"
He starts hyperventilating and the tears start rolling down his face. But he cannot stop now. He shakes her a few more times and hits her face a little.
"Rose, please!" he says through tears. He moves his hand down to her wrist.
He finds no pulse.