Chapter 9
"Please continue sweet Stephie." he said impatiently.
"I need to ask you dear and kind Phantom, what is your name? I feel a bit uncomfortable call you Phantom." I said.
"Erik, my name is Erik, my dear." he said hesitating a bit between words. I continued my lesson. At the end of my lesson I was about to leave, but for some reason I just sat there.
"You are improving greatly my dear… your more like Christine than you think, musically, that is." He noticed something was on her mind.
"Is something the matter my dear?"
"Nothing." I said quietly.
"Tell me please." He said trustingly. She was quiet for a while, yet something inside of her said she could trust him with her thoughts and feelings.
"Well… I'm curious to why you wear that mask all the time?" She asked. Erik a bit shocked at first stood contemplating every bit of her words with care. Finally, after what seemed to be ages of deadly silence he slowly took of his mask revealing himself to the young girl.
"Oh Erik…" I started.
"I'm ugly, go ahead, say it, I know it, I've been this way since birth, no one shows me compassion, just forget about me!" He yelled.
"ERIK! Listen looks don't matter to me, I love you for who you are not what you look like, I even think I have fallen for you Mon Amie." I said. Then it happened. He looked at me thoughtfully and he leaned in and kissed me, kissed this young, tall, brunette. He kissed me, this sweet man, who knew no compassion, who my grandmother treated like dirt.
"Oh Stephanie…my dear, sweet Stephanie." was all Erik could say.
"Please continue sweet Stephie." he said impatiently.
"I need to ask you dear and kind Phantom, what is your name? I feel a bit uncomfortable call you Phantom." I said.
"Erik, my name is Erik, my dear." he said hesitating a bit between words. I continued my lesson. At the end of my lesson I was about to leave, but for some reason I just sat there.
"You are improving greatly my dear… your more like Christine than you think, musically, that is." He noticed something was on her mind.
"Is something the matter my dear?"
"Nothing." I said quietly.
"Tell me please." He said trustingly. She was quiet for a while, yet something inside of her said she could trust him with her thoughts and feelings.
"Well… I'm curious to why you wear that mask all the time?" She asked. Erik a bit shocked at first stood contemplating every bit of her words with care. Finally, after what seemed to be ages of deadly silence he slowly took of his mask revealing himself to the young girl.
"Oh Erik…" I started.
"I'm ugly, go ahead, say it, I know it, I've been this way since birth, no one shows me compassion, just forget about me!" He yelled.
"ERIK! Listen looks don't matter to me, I love you for who you are not what you look like, I even think I have fallen for you Mon Amie." I said. Then it happened. He looked at me thoughtfully and he leaned in and kissed me, kissed this young, tall, brunette. He kissed me, this sweet man, who knew no compassion, who my grandmother treated like dirt.
"Oh Stephanie…my dear, sweet Stephanie." was all Erik could say.