Thank you to all who have reviewed my story! Please keep on reviewing, Thanks! Oh, and to Emily, so sorry for any confusion that you have, here is a little info that may help you out: Emma is Five years old, and yes, she is extremely smart. Erik has not seen Christine yet, he only knows it is her daughter, because , well, how many Christine and Raoul's are there? And I am not going to give away what Erik is going to do with Emma, you'll just have to read and find out: )
Chapter 4
I did not know how, or why, this man knew where my parents were. Did he stalk them, or something? But if he did stalk them, why did he not know me? I decided not to ask these questions, for I did not want to anger him more. So while he was taking me… somewhere, I kept quiet.
After a short time, we arrived at a house that I immediately recognized. It was my house! I nearly ran ahead of him to go inside, but he held me back. Erik walked me slowly to the side window, and we both peered inside. There was my mom sitting on the couch, wrapped in my dad's arms. She was crying steadily flowing tears. Seeing her like that made my heart break, and I looked at Erik beside me. I could not tell what he was thinking. Maybe he was sad, or angry, I wasn't quite sure. Then he grabbed my arm and pulled me away. I was about to scream, but he covered my mouth, and he tried to pull me again. But I did not want to move. I wanted to stay with my parents. Seeing as how I would not move, Erik came over and picked me up, with his hand still over my mouth.
At that moment, I began to cry silent tears, knowing that I would probably never go back to my parents. I did not know how to take this new situation, but maybe somehow I could get him to take me back home. 'Alright,' I told myself. 'I shall try to persuade him to let me go.'
The walk back to his home was a long and silent one. He did not explain anything to me, or talk to me at all. But I did not really care, he had officially kidnapped me, and there was nothing I could do about it.
We finally got back to his strange home, and he, for the first time, set me down. I did not move after he released me, I just stood there, like a dummy. I sure felt like one. How could I have thought that this man could possibly be nice? I couldn't even see his face! He was always covering it with that white mask of his! Knowing that he was most likely staring at me, I decided not to turn around, or move, unless he talked to me. At last, he did begin speak,
"I have decided not to return you to your parents." I turned around and just stared at him, letting my eyes pierce into his.
"I know that you will probably not like me for this, but this is what your family deserves. To be lonely without you, to know what it feels like to have a part of you missing."
At the time, I had no clue what he was talking about. Why did my sweet parents deserve this? They were the nicest people I knew! But he continued onwards in his little explanation.
"In due time, you will learn to like me, and maybe even respect me. But you are not allowed to try to go see your parents or speak of them. Their names will not be spoken in this household. If they come here, then... who knows what will happen, but they will surely pay a great price." He took a slight pause and the started walking towards a bedroom. "This shall be your room." He walked over to another one. "And thisis mine. You are to never come in here without my permission. Do you understand?" I only stared at him.
It seemed that he was done making his speech, so I stomped off to my new bedroom. I wanted to close the curtain things that hung over the opening, but I did not know how, so I left them up. I got into my new bed, and tried to go to sleep, but sleep would not come. I lied in bed looking up at the ceiling for what seemed like hours. Eventually, I began to sleep, not knowing what tomorrow would bring.
There's chapter 4 for ya! Sorry it's sort've short, but it seemed like a good place to end it for today. I shall try to have chapter 5 up soon! Please review!