Wow it has been a long time since I've updated an actual chapter. I tried to update during my first year of college but then when I went to upload the chapter I thought I had typed, I couldn't find it. I haven't had the patience to re-type it since then so I now it looks like I haven't updated in about a year. Anyway, here is the next chapter. Hope you enjoy and please review!
Chapter 25
Two and a half hours later, I hear the front door slam and then Erik yell.
"Kerin, get out here!" He yells quite angrily, so I ignore him and he speaks again."Kerin, I said get out here. I would like to speak with you." He says in a calmer but still angry tone and I reluctantly open the door, seeing him standing by the front door. He is glaring at me so I cross my arms over my chest and lean against my doorjamb calmly.
"You know that I really dislike speaking with you when you're angry. Besides you are angry due to your own assumptions, not due to anything I did." I say still calmly.
"Do you enjoy disobeying me? Is my life so immensely entertaining that you feel the need to share it?" He asks more upset than angry now and I shake my head.
"Of course not, Erik. Jack is my best friend from this century and I tell him everything. I did not mean to upset you by telling him, but he is very trustworthy and I would never tell him anything about you directly such as your past or your mask. Don't you trust me never to do something like that?" I ask sadly, knowing that question with allow him to calm down and think clearly.
As expected, Erik frowns and he meets my eyes sadly. "Of course I do. You are the only person I trust in this century." He says then runs his hand through his hair. "And now I must seem like a horrible father in your friend's eyes. I apologize, mon ami." He says and I walk over to him.
"It is all right. I also do not believe Jack has any negative thoughts about you at all; aside from you being a tiny bit strict and intimidating." I say making a small space between my thumb and forefinger and looking through it to prove a point and Erik raises an eyebrow.
"You truly believe me to be such?" He asks surprised and I sheepishly nod.
"I admit that you can be, but you were the Phantom of the Opera, Erik, it's to be expected that you'd still act a bit like your alter ego. Plus you need a bit of a backbone, so I'm glad you're still like that." I say with a smile and I sit on the back of the couch while he crosses his arms over his chest.
"But you are not afraid of me, correct?" He asks hopefully and I stand and grasp his shoulders, meeting his eyes.
"I never have been and I never plan to be, so no, I am not afraid of you." I say and he gives me a relieved look and a small smile.
"Well good. Now you missed practice to avoid me, not because you were truly ill, correct?" He asks with a tiny bit of doubt and I nod.
"Correct." I say not wishing to bring up the entire previous discussion. "I'm starving. I'll go start dinner." I say then go to the kitchen and begin dinner. When dinner is prepared we eat in comfortable silence then I do homework in my room while Erik looks over some notes for the musical. After I finish my homework, I bid Erik goodnight then settle under the covers and go to sleep.