Alrighty first i have to tell you, my faithful reviewers, that i have made a boo boo. In the last chapter i stated that Erik has not played his piano since Christine left. Well i lied, he actually did play the piano in a previous chapter! So i just thought you should know! lol Alrighty well before you go on and read the new chapter i would like to thank a few reviewers.
milkywaypnay37-dont you worry, she will speak up! And you are gonna wannawish she had never spoke up in the first place!
Soofija-it is a terrible shame about her wrist and pierre i do agree! Andim glad your wish got granted, i can tell ya its gonna get better and better!
GerrysISUChick04- you truely are a POTOfan! I have yet to watch the movie as much as you! lol. and im totally with you on your obsession with GERRY!
TheAngel'sMaggie- lol we talk about gerry 24/7! and we never get tired of it! This chapter goes out to you since you were the first time i told this chapter about.
Gerry's Girl-no please dont die on me! i cant imaginelosing a reviewer like you! Here heres a new chapter, dont die on my please!
simi- im glad you like the way my story is going so far!you rock!
Charmedforever911-i didnt wantto kill you so i posted a new chapter, lol im glad you love it
myterio-im glad you like my verison of erik! i wanted people to know that yeshe seems scary, andcold hearted on the outside, but on the inside he truely has feelings, and he does get hurt! hope ya enjoy the story
Charlie Quill- pea soup? PEA SOUP? lol you must explain that to me! and please dontnoose me! lol
Chapter 11 – A Man in Disguise
Crystal rolled back and forth in her bed and placed her right hand underneath her pillow to stretch. Something felt wrong. She had gone to sleep in silk sheets, what she was feeling was cotton! Crystal's eyes opened in shock. She was no longer in Erik's room, but her own. Erik had returned her.
Standing at the foot of her bed was Meg with a worried look upon her face. Beside her to her right sat Madame Giry on the bed and on Crystal's left sat an old man she had never seen before.
Crystal opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out. She didn't know what to say.
Madame Giry placed a hand over top Crystal's saying. "Crystal, this is doctor Thomas. He has come to examine your wrist. Crystal turned her head to face the doctor.
Doctor Thomas was a rather old man with a thick beard white as snow, grown down to his chest. He had rather large bags under his eyes and a natural smile upon his face. "Come child. Let us sit you up so you are more comfortable." He spoke in a weak voice.
Prompting up a few soft pillows, Madame Giry and doctor Thomas slowly lifted Crytsal up. She shook them off polity telling them she could manage on her own.
"Now Mademoiselle Blyth, can you tell me how you broke your wrist?" Doctor Thomas said slowly unraveling the bandages around her wrist. He looked up at Crystal though his spectacles.
She saw Meg gripping the bedpost tightly and Madame Giry starring at her with wide eyes as if warning her not to tell Doctor Thomas what truly happened.
"She fell down the stairs Monsieur, tripping on her skirt." Madame Giry quickly made up looking at the doctor, hoping he would believe her.
"Mademoiselle, I suggest you be a little bit more careful." Doctor Thomas told Crystal looking down at her bruised wrist. "Now I want you to more your hand back and worth as much as you can."
Crystal looked down at her broken wrist frowning at it as she struggled to at least move her fingers. They barely moved from the pain.
"It doesn't look to good, but it is still early my dear. If you continue practicing it will be easier for your wrist to heal. That should make Monsieur Reyer a bit happier." Doctor Thomas said as he began wrapping Crystal's wrist up with fresh bandages. "He has been acting like a mad man one might say. He could not believe what had happened to his, oh how did he put it? Ever so talented, could not live without, great pianist. Yes something along those lines." He chuckled along with Meg and Madame Giry.
"I suggest you rest for the remainder of the day Mademoiselle Blyth. And if your wrist should begin to hurt, take a few drops of this." He took out a bottle of medicine from his bad and placed it on her nightstand beside her. "It will sooth the pain. Do not take too much at once for there could be terrible consequences."
Doctor Thomas got up and bid farewell to the three ladies and took his leave.
Meg came to Crystal's side as soon as Doctor Thomas shut the door. "Crystal are you truly alright? We know what happened last night with Pierre as well with the Opera Ghost. He took you to his horrible home. Oh it must have been terrible. I know it was for Christine when she was down there last."
"Actually…"
"Meg you going to give the girl a headache. Now go and check on the dancers will you. You can see Crystal tomorrow." Madame Giry said looking sternly at her daughter.
Meg frowned up at her mother as she made a sound of anger. She stormed out the door and slammed it shut.
Madame Giry repositioned herself on the bed and pulled out a letter from inside her shawl. There was a skull shaped stamp on the back of the envelope. Crystal knew whom it was from.
"This Crystal, is a letter the Opera Ghost sent me earlier this morning." She thought it best not to let Crystal know just yet that she knew of Erik's existence before he lived under the Opera House. " He told what happened last night with Pierre. Horrible man he is. I myself have always disliked him. "Madame Giry said shaking her head looking down at the skull smiling up at her.
"What does Pierre do Madame? In the Opera House I mean. It he an actor of some sort?" Crystal asked rubbing her eye.
"Oh God no. He has no purpose here other than harassing young women. His parents wanted nothing to do with him when they found out what kind of man their son was. Monsieur Reyer on the other hand, took him under his wing. He did not believe in disowning family members. He has lived here, in the Opera House, ever since." Madame Giry said looking at Crystal. "And for heavens sake Crystal, call me Antoinette. I have been telling you that for years now."
Crystal smiled shyly. "Sorry Madame. I mean Antoinette. But what if Pierre tires to hurt me again? What shall I do?"
"Don't give into him. Do not let him see your weak side. You mustn't worry about thatnow though, you need rest." Madame Giry said as Crystal began lying back down. "I will come cheak on you later. Now sleep child" she said blowing out a few candles now dimming the light in the room.
"Antoinette, for heavens sake, I have told you for years to stop calling me child, you know I am in my twenties. Far from a child I'm afraid." Crytsal chucked.
"My apologizes…young adult!" Antoinette smiled and left the room. Crystal heard the door click shut and closed her eyes. Sleep was beginning to take hold of her.
Shortly after Antoinette left, Crystal heard someone else enter her room for she heard the sound of her floor creaking.
Crystal's lips were soon parted and the horrible taste of medicine filled her throat. She coughed as she began choking on the ghastly liquid. As she was about to open her eyes to see who would do this to her, she found it impossible to open them for a large hand stopped her from doing so.
Her heart began racing as she spoke. "Who's there?" she said become weary. The medicine was already having an effect upon her. She tried lifting her hand to pull the massive hand from her eyes, but it became far to heavy to move.
"It is Erik my love." The man spoke. "You were tossing and turning in your sleep, so I fed you this medicine the doctor suggested to sooth the pain."
"You gave me far too much. And you, you cannot be Erik. Erik's voice is much deeper. Who are you?" Crystal struggled to say to the stranger.
"It is I Crystal. You are simply drained and you obviously don't know what your talking about. Now Crystal, what happened last night with Pierre?" the man asked as he sat on the bed. Crystal felt the bed descend a bit.
"You are not making sense. If it is truly you, then you were the one who told me what happened. You said Pierre got me drunk, broke my wrist and tried to rape me. You stopped him after hitting him over the head." Crystal whispering now for she was far too exhausted to almost talk.
"I told you no such thing. I said he did not hurt you nor got you drunk. As for raping you, I've not the slightest idea in the world where you got that from."
"But…" Crystal whispered.
"Shh. Say nothing." The man said to her.
That sentence became familiar to her, as if someone has said it to her before. But before Crystal could even think, she was smacked with lips over top of her own. They parted her mouth furiously and she felt the man move his tongue forcefully around every inch of her mouth.
Crystal could barely breath for his mouth was pressed so firmly against hers. His hand then cupped her jaw, as you tasted her. She has not imagined Erik's kisses like this. She thought he would be less forceful and move his lips with hers. She thought he'd be gentle. She then cursed herself imminently for thinking such thoughts of Erik.
The man removed his lips from Crystal's. She was breathing quite hardas she felt the bed rise slightly. The man had gotten up and took his hand off from her eyes. Her eyelids were now so heavy; she could not open them even if she tried.
"Until next time Crystal." The man spoke and left.
When he left, Crystal heard a clicking song from the door shutting. She slightly frowned. 'Erik doesn't use the door.'
"Erik uses the mirror!" Crystal struggled to say as she now realized it was not Erik who had kissed her so violently. Before she could think but one more thought, darkness took her.
Pierre leaned his back against the front of Crystal's door. He quietly laughed and whispered to himself with his French accent returning. "Pierre, you devil. You are quite the actor. Now to just find out who this Erik fellow is." He spat when he said Erik's name.
Pierre took his leave looking down at Crystal's half empty bottle of medicine in his hand.
Oh my, and you thought Pierre couldnt get any more eviler. Oh but he can! Hope ya all like this! and REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! I love you guys, you rock my socks!