Hope you all enjoy this story. I made it longer than the previous chapters too. Well hope you like it because there is more to come!
Chapter 4- Quite the Gentlemen?
'He was there.
When Meg had left my room. He was there, standing there, listening to me when I decided to wear my hair down. He watched me while I changed out of my dress, many skirts, and undergarments. How dare he do such a thing? Has he no respect for ones privacy? Obviously not!' Crystal thought to herself with an angry expression upon her face.
She moved to her changed curtain and laid her clothes over top of it. She very much wanted to return to the bathroom to get dressed, but was frightened that if she did, the Opera Ghost would hurt her again.
Crystal quickly started to dress behind her change curtain not knowing whether the masked man stood behind the mirror watching her change through the shadow of her silhouette.
She didn't know why she was listening to his orders for she didn't even know what this man wanted. He knew her name but she did not know his. She grew frustrated with these thought going through her head.
Shortly after she finished dressing, Crystal went to her suitcase to get her favourite perfume. It was a sent of lilacs. Her favourite flower.
She sprayed a bit on her neck and fixed her hair before running out the door.
She slowly ran down the many halls of the Opera House while carrying the heavy weight of her skirts in her hands.
She was lost and she cursed herself quietly for not asking Meg where the dining hall was.
She continued running until she heard a mans voice with a French accent say, "Excusez-moi Mademoiselle. Are you lost?"
Crystal stopped and turned around to face a blond haired man who was a bit taller and older than she was. Probably almost 30.
"Yes actually I am!" she answered him panting, "I am trying to find the dining hall."
"Oui oui Mademoiselle. I am headed that very way. I shall take you of course." The man said smiling.
Crystal blushed before answering.
"Thank you Monsieur."
"Very well than, let us go." He said holding out his arm gesturing towards her.
She gladly took it and the two walking down the giant halls together, arm in arm.
When they finally arrived at the dining hall Crystal let go of his arm and thanked him for walking with her.
"It was my pleasure. But I ask for but one thing in return Mademoiselle. A name." He said.
"Crystal Blyth." She said smiling.
"Ah oui. Such a beautiful name to go with such a beautiful face. Au revoir, Crystal." He said taking her hand in his and kissed the back of it.
He gently placed it back at her side and turned and walked to a near by table.
"Do you intend on telling me your name Monsieur?" Crystal called after him.
He turned around facing her and answered.
"How rude of me Crystal. My name is Pierre Gratton," Pierre said smiling at her.
She returned a smile and went off to find Meg.
After dinner, Crystal found herself running down the halls for the second time that evening. Instead of arriving at the dinning hall, she and Meg arrived at the auditorium.
It was empty and Meg thought it was the best place for the two of them to talk.
They sat themselves down in the middle of the auditorium in the comfy red seats.
"Why are you in such a good mood?" Meg giggled. "You were smiling to yourself throughtout the entire dinner. I must know why!"
Crystal smiled and said to Meg, "On my way over for dinner tonight, I met someone. His name is Pierre Gratton! He was quite the gentleman. Do you know who he is?"
Meg stared at Crystal for what seemed like an eternity before she finally spoke.
"You met Pierre Gratton?" Meg asked her friend looking worried.
"Yes why? Is there something wrong Meg?" Crystal asked.
"Crystal, you mustn't talk to Pierre again, He is not one that you would want to have in your company." Meg said grabbing Crystal's hands.
Crystal said nothing, for she didn't understand.
"Don't get involved with Pierre, Crystal. He cannot be trusted. Mother told me so." Meg explained.
Crystal finally answered.
"But he was such a gentleman to men. He escorted me to the dining hall. He seemed almost perfect. What you're saying makes no sense."
"Oh but Crystal that's what he wants you to believe. Trust me, one day that will change. I am told he…hurts women." Meg told her friend.
Crystal hesitated before she answered.
"Meg. I know your trying to protect me, but please let me find out on my own. That could be lies for all we know. I just want to meet new people and so far I've only met Pierre and the…"
Crystal stopped herself and bit her tongue before she said the Opera Ghost.
He had told her not to let anyone know she met him and she wanted to obey.
"And who Crystal?" Meg asked with a concerned look upon her face.
"Um, the young boy who brought me my hot water for my bath. Sweet little chap he was." Crystal told Meg.
She wasn't completely lying. A young boy did bring her the hot water.
"Oh yes. That must have been William." Meg said smiling.
Crystal, who was tired, yawned and said, "Well today has been a long day and I didn't get much of a change to close my eyes on the carriage ride. It was terribly bumpy."
"Of course. You must sleep. I trust you can find your way back to your room." Meg said.
Crystal laughed and said, "Oh yes, I remember the way perfectly from here."
"Very well then, I shall see you in the morning. And please remember what I told you about Pierre." Meg said as both the girls stood up.
"I will. Goodnight Meg." Crystal said hugging her friend.
The girls went their separate ways out of the auditorium. Meg back to the dining hall and Crystal to her room.
As Crystal was walking, she kept in mind what Meg told her about Pierre.
Crystal arrived at her room and opened the door to see the masked man with the same fire in his eyes as before.
They were staring furiously into hers.
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