Did anyone go buy the phantom of the opera when it came out on tuesday? I know I did. Oh and i would also like to say this is my longest chapter yet and I am working on making the rest longer as well! This is a message for PyrinPandora..i sent you an email and it didnt work. I think it was the address haha maybe. Well my email is yes a bit tacky i know, i made it up when i was younger! But ya could you email me whenever you have a chance? Awesome. I would like to thank again all my reviewers, reading your comments make me so happy! It makes me happy when you like what you read! Well on with the story!
Chapter 8 – A Phantom Like Me
Crystal was on her bed leaning her back against her fluffy pillows prompted up against the back of her bed. She silently giggled to herself about the book she was reading which was about a comic romance. There was still time before dinner so she thought she could use it to read.
She finished unpacking her things a few hours after Erik dropped her off.
Crystal's room was much more lively with her things scattered about. She had a pile of books stacked up on top of each other beside her on the night table. They sat next to the bowl of fruit Erik had left her the first night she arrived. Her clothes were neatly hanging in the closet and rest of her possessions and souvenirs, from the many places she lived, lying in her room or bathroom.
Crystal signed after closing her book from reading a long chapter. She placed it beside her and leaned over to grab a banana.
She crossed her ankles over one another and sat back against the bed eating the fruit. She was staring at the mirror wondering if Erik stood behind it watching her. Just the thought had made Crystal feel uncomfortable. She tossed the banana peel in the wastebasket beside her bed and rolled over to her side. She placed her hand underneath her head and it rested upon it. Her other hand was lying on her hip. Then Crystal gently closed her eyes for a nap.
Little did Crystal know, Erik was lying on his bed taking a rest as well.
Erik's back sank into the bed as he bended his legs and placed both his hands behind his head, thinking of Crystal.
"No one, not even Crystal, could ever love a man like me, a monster like me, a Phantom like me!" Erik said to himself placing a hand overtop of his mask.
The coldness from his mask sent shivers down his body and he immediately rose from the bed.
'My gloves! I must have left them in Crystal's room this morning. Damn fool! I did not want to have to go back there again.'
Erik got up from the swan shaped bed and made his way to his boat.
'But I must go.' Erik thought to himself as he pushed away from the shore to Crystal's room.
As Erik was making his way to her room, Crystal quickly blinked her eyes open when she heard a knock coming from the door.
She swung her feet over the bed and made her way to the door. She opened it to see Meg standing there politely. Yawning, Crystal said, "Meg, do come in. Do not mind me, I just woke from a nap."
"No I cannot!" Meg started. "My mind completely left me yesterday. We were to talk about the Opera Ghost remember? But not here!" Meg said looking around Crystal's room.
Crystal, hoping Meg had forgotten about this whole issue, simply said, "Right, well let me just get my boots and we can be off to the auditorium then." Crystal said walking back inside her room to retrieve her shoes.
Asshe finished tying up the last of her laces, she saw something black over on her dresser that was not hers. She walked closer and began to realize they were Erik's gloves. He had left them there that morning after re-tying her corset.
Crystal quickly turned around, hiding the gloves with her body from Meg.
"Well, let us go then!" She said walking over to Meg. Crystal turned her head around slowly and simply just looked back at the gloves before shutting the door behind her.
As the girls began walking down the halls, Meg became far too anxious to wait until they reached the auditorium to speak, so she blurted out, "Oh Crystal, I was so worried about you last night. I lay awake in my bed hating the fact that those managers stuck you in that room. For now, you will have two men haunting you. Pierre and the Opera Ghost!"
Crystal rubbed her arms where Pierre had grabbed her earlier. "Meg, worry not about me, for I am doing just fine. Thank you for your concern, but I am alright." Crystal said unsure. She wasn't in fact sure if she was safe or not.
"It is just that…" Meg began before being interrupted by a young ballerina.
"Meg oh Meg. Thank the heavens I found you!" the young girl said running down the hall toward the both of them.
"What is it Nancy?" Meg said quite peeved as she placed her hands on her hips. She did not like the fact that Nancy had just interrupted them in such an important conversation.
"It is the girls in the ballet dormitories, they have gone mad! A rat ran into their rooms and now they will not calm down!" Nancy said panting.
Meg bit her lip. She wanted very much to continue talking with Crystal.
"Go. They need you. This can wait." Crystal said smiling at Meg.
"Indeed they do." Meg laughed. "I will meet you in the dinning hall for dinner then. Do not get lost this time." Meg said as Nancy tugged at her arm.
"I shall try!" Crystal called to Meg who was jogging down the giant hall with Nancy.
Crystal turned and walked back slowly to her room admiring every detail the Opera House possessed. When Crystal turned the corner, she caught site of her bedroom door. Her eyes widened as she picked up her skirt and ran to her room.
"No! No! No!" Crystal shouted as she ran to her door. Once again, it was locked.
"Stupid, stupid girl!" was what Erik heard from inside Crystal's room. He looked up to the door and heard Crystal banging on it.
He saw the bedroom key lying under his black gloves on the dresser. Erik slid them on and wanted very much to slide the key underneath the door and give it to Crystal. But he thought better of it and left the key where it was. For if he saw Crystal again he knew he would just simply think of Christine. He could not put both Crystal and himself in that position. For it was not fair for Crystal.
He then immediately realized Crystal would soon find her way through his secret passageway leading to her room by passing through the hidden entrance behind the picture.
Erik quickly hopped through the mirror and ran down another passageway.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the door, the picture in which Crystal and Erik had passed through earlier that afternoon caught Crystal's attention. She slowly proceeded towards it.
She now stood face to face with the large picture. Crystal placed her hands on the side of the picture frame trying to open it.
She was concentrating so much on opening the picture that she hadn't heard someone walk down the hall behind her.
"What on earth are you doing?"
Crystal let go of the picture frame just as Pierre had grabbed onto her shoulder.
She turned around to face Pierre. "Oh Pierre. You startled me!" Crystal said touching her chest before quickly lying. "I was just so fascinated by this picture, I wanted to take a closer look. That is all!"
"You are fascinated by a picture of a man getting his head cut off by another man?" Pierre said as he crossed his arms with a puzzled look upon his face.
Crystal starred at Pierre in shock before turning back to the giant picture. He was, in fact, telling the truth, she had not even noticed what the picture was of.
'How could anyone draw such a thing?" Crystal thought as she stared up at the picture.
Thinking quickly, she stuttered "W-Well yes actually. It j-just shows you in fact, how, ah, short life...truly is!"
"Oui, I suppose so." Pierre said frowning up at the picture.
Pierre and Crystal were now alone in the empty hallway. This was when Crystal realized everyone must be in the dinning hall. A good reason to get off the discussion of the picture.
"It is getting rather late. We will miss dinner do you not think so? Let us go then shall we." Crystal said smiling holding out her arm.
Pierre took his eyes off of the picture and now upon Crystal. Even though it was dark in the hallway, she still looked beautiful. With her high cheekbones, naturally red lips and her hair, ever so beautiful, hanging down over her shoulders.
He smiled at her taking her arm in his and the pair began walking down the hall.
After a few minutes of walking, the dinning hall was now in sight and Crystal could smell the delicious food coming from there. She breathed it in and smiled before saying. "I cannot wait to discover what they are cooking." She grabbed Pierre's arm slightly tighter.
He looked down at Crystal and lifted her chin up to face him. "Come my dear, this way." Pierre said. He let go of Crystal's chin and gestured her to turn the corner, but she stopped suddenly.
"Pierre, the dinning hall is not this way." Crystal said looking confused.
"Of course, but I have a surprise for you my sweet." He said winking at Crystal.
She wasn't too sure about this idea, but she was rather curious at what the surprise was, so she decided to let Pierre lead the way.
While Pierre and Crystal were off to their surprise destination, Erik was lurking around his hidden passageways wondering where Crystal might be. He had not seen her pass through the picture and when he had returned to her room, she was nowhere to be found. He had come to the conclusion that she was in the dinner hall. To be sure she was, Erik went tocheck tobe certain.
Once Erik had reached the dinning hall through his hidden passages, he looked for Crystal from behind the walls. She was nowhere in site…and neither was Pierre.
Erik's hands slowly turned into fists!
Watch out, Erik flipped on his angrey switch! DUN DUN DUN! Hey did anyone like that picture part? I laughed when i wrote it! Well that was just me anyways! But ya...REVIEW!