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Chapter 11
Ally impatiently tapped her foot on the floor waiting for Carlotta to end her awful singing so evening rehearsels could end. Carlotta was rehearsing her song "Think of Me" for one of the scenes. She swore that if she didnt get out of there quick, her eardrums would burst and all hell would break loose.
Her thoughts wandered to Erik. She couldn't keep her mind off of him ever since their encounter last night. She glanced at her watch. 8:15! 15 more minutes left until her meeting with Erik! She bit her lower lip.
If she didn't get there soon, she would never see Erik again. She had a gut feeling that if that happened, she would miss him... dearly. Should she skip the rest of rehearsel? If she did, Madame Giry would be furious if she found out.
Erik is worth it, she thought. Anyway she was just one of the dancers prancing in the background. She stealthily moved towards backstage, making sure no one saw her. She hurried to the dressing room, changed and went to her room in a flash.
She stood, facing the door. She looked at her watch. 8:28. She let out a small sigh of relief. She had made it just in time. She turned the knob and stepped into the room and shut the door silently.
She was shocked to see Erik there sitting in one of the chairs drumming his fingers mindlessly on the vanity table. "Erik," she said breathlessly. The drumming instantly stopped. Erik stood and turned around slowly and faced Ally, his cape draped over him.
"You came," Erik said softly. "Of course, why wouldnt I?" Ally answered, looking bewildered. She walked over to Erik and wrapped her arms around his waist, giving him a warm embrace. Erik's eyes widened.
He tensed but then relaxed and let himself give in to Ally's hug. He wrapped his muscular arms around her small frame. He breathed in her scent. She smelled of lavender lilacs. He slowly ran his fingers through her glossy, lovely dark brown hair.
He kissed her forehead delicately. Ally buried her head into his chest and smelled his manly smell. She stifled a giggle and then felt his warm lips on her forehead. She looked up and saw his piercing green eyes looking into hers. Her heart hammered in her chest. She was close enough to kiss him.
She timidly lay a hand on his cheek. It was like they were in their own little world. She felt so safe in his arms. Erik slowly leaned in to kiss her but was interrupted by a soft thud behind the desk. Ally drew away, startled.
"Who's there?" She asked trembling. "Ally..." a voice behind the desk said. There was a rustle of fabric and then there was Brooke standing up with a look fixed with pure horror plastered on her pale face.
"Who is he?" she inquired shakily, "What are you doing hugging this stranger, do you know him?" Erik's eyes narrowed angrily. He reached for his Punjab lasso. Ally noticed what he was doing and whispered no to Erik.
Erik clenched his teeth and reluctantly left the rope in place. Ally stuttered." I..wha... How did you get in here?" Brooke, watching Erik out of the corner of her eye, said in a tiny voice," I followed you. I saw you sneaking backstage and wanted to know what you were up to,"
A mixture of hurt and anger danced across Ally's face. "Curiousity killed the cat," Erik muttered under his breath. "Brooke, you can't tell anyone about this! Never!" she said urgently, "I'll explain everything later." Brooke gazed at Erik nervously and then looked at Ally. " Fine, but you better have a good reason," Brooke said coldly and left the room, closing the door shut.
Erik's eyes followed her, making sure she didn't try anything. Ally plopped on the floor, a sob escaping her lips. " She knows now..." she whispered. Erik kneeled down beside her and gave hera hankerchief from his breast pocket. " There, there. Don't cry, my love. She will not tell a soul. I'll make sure of it."
Ally thanked him and took the hankerchief and dabbed her eyes. Erik gently puta hand and lifted Ally's chin up. He softly pressed his lips on hers, giving her a small kiss. He, then stood up and picked Ally up, bride style and lifted her down on the bed and tucked her in.
"Rest now, my angel. You need your sleep." He closed her eyes and kissed them both. Ally smiled, giving in to a peaceful slumber. Erik sang a lullaby.
Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abondon their defenses...
Erik,satisfied, stood and walked to the mirror, opening it and stepping inside and then closed it. He felt light- headed as he walked to where the boat lay. He smiled as he got into the boat, paddling away and uniting once again with the welcoming shadows of darkness.
