Authors note: ok I gave this chapter a little bit of a makeover and added some things because it needed some support. Read it again! Muhahaha Please review and say if it's any better.

I stirred in my bed and sighed. I had laid here for hours trying to fall to sleep, but the fact that Erik was still hiding a whole side of him from me was killing me. I burst from my bed in an explosion of sheets and made my way down to his layer. I didn't care how late it was. I had been waiting so long trying to give him time to trust me enough to show me.

I made my way back to his dwelling. When I arrived I realized it was somewhat darker then before. Most of the candles weren't lit. There was only one light source glimmering from his bedchamber. I walked towards it compelled to it's individuality in hope that Erik would be there. When I reached the room Erik was nowhere to be found. There was a tiny lit candle on a tall stand that was the only source of light. From the shadows I noticed a black lace-type fabric draping over the bed. I hadn't noticed he had a canopy before. The black lace now concealed the bed. Were the tiny candle reflected its light meager holes were revealed in the fabric. The lace was slightly see-through so I squinted to see inside. There, underneath the red sheets was Erik laying on his side and sleeping peacefully. He was lying on the side of his face that he wore his mask on and the bare left side of his face was out in the open. I wondered if he was sleeping on his masked side because he didn't have his mask on. I grinned at his chest rising and falling… My God he wasn't wearing a shirt! I fell backwards and hit my back on the stone wall in surprise. I grunted when a jagged edge nearly knocked the wind out of me. I forgot the pain and smirked at the view in front of me. I had never seen so much of him. He always hid everything from me. I admired the deep shading underneath each individual rise of his muscles. I smiled as they rose and fell while expanding and contrasting.

Erik rose. He had heard me! He scanned around the room to see what the source of the noise was and his eyes stopped on me. I froze. I turned away waiting for his wrath. From the corner of my eye I saw him raise the sheets over his neck to obscure his muscular chest. I wondered what he had done to receive all those muscles. I suddenly felt ashamed of my self and wondering if he was naked. I shouldn't have come here so late in the night.

"I'm sorry to disturb you." I apologized still staring at the ground to my right. I started to rise. I wanted to be anywhere but here.

"Wait," He said quietly once I had turned my back to him. I froze in place. "Why have you come?" His deep voice caused me to shiver. I couldn't tell if those words were meant to reveal his anger.

I didn't allow myself to turn around as he got up from bed and put on his shirt.

"Erik," I said voice trembling. It was so difficult for me to force these words out of my mouth. "You've been hiding something from me."

Erik sighed. "What do you mean?" He grunted now walking in front of me. He had thrown on his white button- up shirt. I admired the way he just threw it on. I liked the sloppy look on him, but then again I would find him attractive no matter what he wore. The arm buttons weren't buttoned up revealing bits of arm hair. It was a sign of his age. I tried desperately not to drop my mouth open. If I was with a boy my age he would be immature, but I was with a man. I nearly smirked.

I looked at his face. He was trying to open his eyes. I felt guilty for wakening him at this hour. His hair was a bit of a mess. I tucked loose stands behind his ears then dropped my hand by my side and stared at the ground again.

"Why have you come?" he demanded again harshly while seizing my wrist. I winced at his grip regretting coming here. He was probably angry that I had woken him and that I had seen him so out in the open. I couldn't say I completely blamed him but you never knew what to expect with Erik. One second he would be compassionate and caring, the next he would be at your throat. That's what's you get for falling in love with two men that share one body.

"Erik there is a whole side of you I haven't seen," I said tears now forming in my eyes. I deeply feared his reaction.

"I love you," I whispered.

I slowly reached a hand towards his face waiting for him to push my hand out of the way. He didn't stop me only began to heave with every breath.

"You'll never love me once you've seen," He said biting his lip bitterly to appear strong as tears streamed down his face. His anger slowly converted to pain.

"It's already happened to me once. Don't make me relive the horror," he pleaded me grabbing my shoulders and sucking in air as he sobbed. He wasn't going to stop me anymore. He couldn't bring himself to.

I slowly cupped the mask in my hand bracing myself for whatever lye behind it. I knew this was something I had to do. I couldn't allow him to live in a Masquerade any longer. He was living a fairy tale. I wanted to share a reality with this man. He closed his eyes and heaved even more with his sobs. He feared MY reaction. I lifted the Mask from His face to look upon what was there.

I looked upon a hideous reddened scorned flesh. It looked as if it had been burned. There were boils and lumps in certain places. His eyelid drooped. His whole right side of his face seemed to be lower then the left. There was a hole for the rest of his nose. He almost literally had only half a face. It was hideous, but I stared upon that face and no gasp escaped my mouth no laughter. I looked at both sides of his face and smiled. I still loved him. This man was so perfectly formed. I saw no fault in his appearance. His appearance was the same as his personality. Inside him were two different faces as well and I loved both of them.

I smiled. I finally found a man that I loved absolutely everything about. I even loved his distorted face and odd personality. Even more shocking I found them both somewhat attractive. I wondered why on earth everything about this man drove me insane. I ran my hands through his hair and it slightly fell back. Just as I had expected it was a wig. The flesh didn't change to a regular shade at his scalp. I removed the wig to reveal half of his head was missing hair. He was crying even more bitterly. His body shook uncontrollably.

"No more hiding Erik. I love you. You are beautiful to me." I whispered in his ear. His eyes opened and he was surprised to see me smiling. I wrapped his arms around me and stared up at him.

I caressed both of his cheeks scorned and all and pulled his large soft lips onto mine.

"I love you I love you I love you," I repeated over and over between kisses. After he had controlled his breathing he pulled my face from his a tad so I could see him smiling. His face was still wet from tears. The tears on his right side had difficulty falling down with that drooped eyelid holding them in. I realized without his wig his hair was more blond then black. The left side of his face seemed somehow different now, but I liked it.

"I want to discover you," He said softly turning around and placing his hands on my hips from behind me. I gasped as his grip became firmer.

I knew exactly what he meant by those words. I closed my legs tightly as the place between them agreed with what Erik said. He wanted to reveal everything. I gulped then began fiddling with my ring. I closed my eyes tightly trying to rid dirty thoughts from my mind as Erik slid his hands down my thighs. I didn't want to keep anything from him, but I wanted to protect all I had left and treasure it.

I spun around from his grasp before I could allow myself to go too far. Erik turned around and headed towards the bed outstretching a hand towards me. His hands were offering me exactly what I wanted. I stared at his hand wanting badly to take it. I new what our actions might lead to, but I was blinded by desire. I stood there not knowing what to do.

Authors note: ok please don't kill me yet! If you kill me now you'll never know what happens!