Well here it is, chapter 10! Hope all you guys like it! Omg whoever owns the phantom of the opera, how many times have you watched it? Cuz ive watched the movie 4 times and the speacial features 4 times since i got it! Thats hardly ne thing! I can honestly never get tired of that movie and i hope none of you will be tired of this! Well ta ta and read read read!
Chapter 10 – Falling All Over Again
'He was going to rape her! He got her drunk and broke her bones. He lied and manipulated her into believing every disgusting word he said. All of it, lies, and she believed every word of it. My poor dear Crystal. She is still a fool for going off with him, but she is still dear to me.' Erik was thinking to himself as he looked up at Crystal from the chair at the foot of his swan bed where she silently slept.
He had wrapped Crystal's broken wrist up in bandage from when Pierre had twisted it until it could twist no more. 'I know I told myself I would never see her again or else I would fall in love with Christine all over again.' Now, tonight, was when he first realizedhe was beginning to fall in love again. Not with Christine this time.
Erik looked up at Crystal's angelic face. He smiled as he sat waiting for Crystal to wake.
Erik grabbed a book from his desk and began reading. Time well spent while waiting for Crystal. His reading, though, was interrupted by a moan coming from his bed. He lowered his book and looked at Crystal. She was moaning though her lips. They were moans of pain not pleasure, most likely from her headache after too much drinking.
Erik came to her side and rested his hand on her far cheek and moved it closer making her face him.
"Crystal, wake up. It's Erik. You are safe now." Erik gently spoke. He realized this had been the first time he ever spoke Crystal's name. He had always feared to say it before for he thought it might bring him closer to her. He smiled inside for he knew it did not matter now.
Crystal could hear his soft, soothing voice and fluttered her eyes open. She looked up at Erik. Tried to anyways. She was still dizzy and could not only see one Erik, but two!
"Why are there two of you?" Crystal mumbled out. Erik could barely make out what she said.
"Crystal. Do you remember anything from last night?" Erik said softly stroking her cheek.
Crystal's eyes winded and they came into focus"Last night? You mean to tell me it is morning? Oh my, Meg is probably wondering where I am." She sat up and her dizziness came back to her. She placed her broken hand to her head. She imminently shed tears from her head pounding and wrist cracking once again.
"Lay down Crystal. You are not yet well." Erik said gently pushing on her shoulders and laid her back down on the bed. He removed his cloak and went over to a large basin filled with cold water and picked up a cloth from inside it. He squeezed it and placed it upon Crystal's forehead. "Try not to speak. The headache won't go away any faster if you do." Erik walked over to his chair and brought it beside the bed. "Worry not about Meg Giry. I have sent her a note, along with Antoinette and Monsieur Reyer. They know you are safe now. As for Pierre, he lies still in the abandoned room, still unconscious no doubt. I care not about him though, only you. Besides, Monsieur Reyer can worry about him.
Crystal gave Erik a puzzled look for she didn't understand half of what he was saying.
Erik slightly chuckled at the expression on Crystals face. He laughed softly making sure not to worsen her headache. "Don't worry. I shall explain everything."
Crystal hadn't even heard what Erik had said, for she was much more fascinated with him. The way he sat, with his legs open and hands folded as he leaned forward. The way he took care of her, laughed, spoke in his soft deep voice. And looked at her with so much passion. There was something mysterious about him though. So many questions unanswered. Why he where's the mask, why he lives out of sight and what his past was.
"You probably only remember very little from last night." Erik stopped when Crystal spoke lightly.
"I remember Pierre taking me to a room, and strangely." She paused looking up at Erik. "I remember seeing you. That is all. The rest is a blur. What happened Erik?" Crystal gently placed her healthy hand on his. He was wearing the gloves he left in her room. She wondered when he went back to get them. She knew it was the least of her worries and decided to ask him later.
Erik stared at her hand resting on top of his and he placed his other hand on hers.
Looking down at her precious hand, with long piano fingers, he spoke. "Pierre was to rape you last night. He lied to you and got you drunk. Your wrist broke when you tried stopping him. The bastard broke your wrist and you won't play the piano again until it is properly healed." Erik frowned as he began tenderly stoking Crystal's hand. "I wrote Monsieur Reyer telling him what happened. Not the truth of course. If he knew his own nephew was being accused a rapist to you, he could probably have you thrown out." Erik said looking deep into Crystal's eyes. "Now you don't think I wouldn't let that happened do you?" he smiled up at her.
Crystal's eyes widened in shock as she heard Erik say Pierre was Monsieur Reyer's nephew. Pierre had never told her that.
Erik continued "I burst into the room once he broke your wrist and you cried my name." Erik looked at Crystal then down to the floor.
'I cried his name!' Crystal began to blush.
"I knocked him unconscious and brought you here. This is where I live Crystal. Far beneath the Opera House. Well, I bandaged you wrist up and you should recover from your headache in a few hours." Erik let go of Crystal's hand and got up from his chair turning his back on Crystal. He was now facing the sparkling lake in his home. "I know you are still angry with me from the other night. I never meant for you to cry. I am deeply sorry Crystal. I never meant to hurt you."
Crystal bit her lip softly and stared at Erik, in his natural habitat. His back was facing her and it was slightly slouched. She took the wet cloth off from her head and placed it quietly back into the basin of water so Erik couldn't hear. She sat up and swung her feet over the bed onto the floor. Erik had removed her boots for she looked down and only saw her transparent white stockings on her longs legs and feet.
Her headache returned, but she ignored it for she knew she had to do this. She pushed up from the bed and stood up. The dizziness had also retuned.
Erik heard her stumble towards him and he turned around to see Crystal blinking quite fast as she was beginning to lose her balance. Erik rushed over to her before she fell and he placed one hand around her back and the other on the back of her head. He held her delicately and carefully, remembering the time Christine had fallen into his arms the same way. Though she fainted from shock, and Crystal from her drinking.
Before Erik could say anything, he found Crystal stopping him by placing her figures on his ever so soft lips.
"Thank you Erik." They both looked into each other's eyes. "For saving me from Pierre. Even though I have no memory of it, I thank you." Crystal nervously stood on the balls of her feet and leaned in closer to give him a tender kiss on his cheek.
Erik closed his eyes as his back grew stiff and he began shaking in slight shock. When he felt her soft lips touching his cheek, it sent shivers though his body.
Crystal removed her lips from his beautiful cheek and Erik wanted very much to hold her close to him against his body. This time, he did just that. He pulled Crystal in closer, still being careful of her broken wrist.
Their bodies now touching each other Crystal rested her head on his chest and Erik wrapped his arms around her waist and sunk his head into her wavy hair saying, "I will always be here Crystal." He moved one of his hands slowly up her back feeling the laces of her corset. "Always." He whispered in her ear.
Erik was standing so close to Crystal, she could feel the warmth of his body. She brought her right hand forward and placed it up his firm chest. He took her broken wrist in his hand and brought it to his lips. He tenderly kissed it and looked down at Crystal who had her cheek resting on his chest. She could feel the beating of his heart against her temple.
Thought Erik wished he could stay like this forever, holding each other, he said, "You still need rest Crystal. Come." He took Crystal's right hand in his and brought her to his bed. She laid down slowly and Erik again squeezed the towel in the water and placed it back on her head. It was slightly burning.
Crystal smiled at him before closing her eyes. Erik pulled the silk covers up to her chest and closed the black gossamer curtain around the bed, before taking his leave to his organ which he hasn't yet played since Christine had left.
Crystal opened her eyes when Erik left and saw him sitting before his organ drawing on some spare parchment.
"Oh Erik. I must tell you. I must tell you soon." Crystal whispered to herself looking down. She breathed in the sweet fragrance left on her body from Erik holding her only moments ago. She smiling lightly and began to fall into the slumbers of sleep.
awww sniff sniff poor Crystal, i wonder what she has to tell him eh! chuckels well i simply ask you to please please please REVIEW, I LOVE reading the reviews!