Chapter 4: Confessions
Meg awoke the next morning, and slightly jumped when she saw Erik sitting in the chair next to her bed, glancing at her, but the second she awoke his piercing green eyes shot to the other side of the room, and he asked her what she would like for breakfast, Meg replied 'I'm not that hungry at the moment Erik'
'Come on, you have to make yourself eat, even if you're not hungry, it's not healthy for you to skip meals.'
'Okay, okay, I'll eat anything, but don't make it too big.' Meg smiled at the thought that Erik was caring for her.
'That's a good girl.' Erik winked. With that he walked out, into the kitchen and prepared some breakfast for him and Meg, that consisted of croissants and some fruit.
About 10 minutes later Meg walked into the kitchen with a long white lacy dress on and her hair was loosely tied up in a bun, with strands of delicate hair falling onto her shoulders.
Erik POV
When Meg walked into the kitchen this morning, she looked so beautiful with her body wrapped in the thin white dress I had got for her, she looked like an angel with her hair gently put up. I had to refrain from putting my arms around her. I think I could developing feelings for Meg, I wanted more than anything to kiss her soft, pink lips.
What am I thinking? She could fall for someone like me! I'm a demon, a monster; I don't deserve to be loved. Still, I cant help my feelings for her.
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After breakfast, Erik sat at his organ and got frustrated trying to compose something. Rather unexpectedly Meg came and sat next to him,
'What are you trying to do?' she asked frowning.
'I'm trying to compose something; my mind has just gone blank though.'
' Why don't you just take a break from your organ for a day? Something for you to compose might appear in you mind tomorrow.'
'I doubt it very much.'
Meg raised a hand and timidly stroked the unmasked side of his face.
'Don't feel you have to wear your mask in front of me.' Meg said, slightly smiling. 'I will always find you a beautiful person no matter what your face is like; I don't even find your face bad at all. It makes you unique.'
Erik coughed, and quickly changed the subject, 'surely you must be thirsty,' he said as he stood up, 'I well make us some drinks.'
Meg stood up also 'Erik…' she said slightly upset. Erik walked into the kitchen, so Meg followed him into the kitchen.
'Erik, don't change the subject, just take off your mask.'
'No Meg.'
'Even if you do find me "beautiful" I don't think of myself in that way!'
'Why not?' Meg snapped angrily.
'Because I'm a monster!'
'No you are not!'
'I am Meg.'
'Why? Why are you a monster Erik? Tell me that, because I bet you don't even have a reason for believing that!'
'Well, what did Christine do to me! She chose the Vicomte over me, and I wonder why, because she feared me, because of this!' he said angrily pointing to his masked face.
'Well, I don't know what Christine was thinking, because I would have chosen you!' When Meg had just realised what she had said, she covered her mouth with her shaky hand. She broke eye-contact with Erik and ran and shut herself in her room.
Erik must have been knocking on her door for over an hour asking her and pleading for her to come out. But Meg didn't comply.
Meg's POV
What have I done? I'm so stupid, I need to learn to keep my mouth shut, how am I ever going to look Erik in the eye again? He probably thinks I am stupid for falling for a man twice my age.
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'Meg let me in!' Erik kept shouting.
'No! go away, I shouldn't of said it!'
'Stand away from the door Meg.'
'What? No! What are you going to do? Meg said in a panicky voice.
'I'm coming in Meg, whether you like it or not!' Erik said, 'So if you don't want me to squash you, open the door.' Not knowing what to do, Meg let go of the door and began to ran in the bathroom, but was held back by a pair of hands.
'I think we need to talk.' Erik said, raising an eyebrow.
Erik lead Meg out to the dining table where he held out a chair for her to sit down, then quickly sat down next to her.
'Erik.' Meg said softly sighing.
'Meg, just tell me what you meant by that comment.' Erik said trying not to embarrass her.
'It just…slipped out…' Meg gave another sigh; would it be best if she just told him her feelings? 'Erik…what I meant to say by that "Comment" was that I think i…love you.' Meg said lowering her head to disguise her blushing. Erik placed his hand on top of hers. 'I'm glad you've told me,' Erik said quietly.
'I don't think of you as a monster, you're the most beautiful person I've ever known, I didn't want to ever tell you, because I know you don't feel the same way.' She said turning away from his piercing emerald eyes.
'How do you know I don't feel the same?' Erik taking her face in his hand and turning her to face him. 'I feel a lot of things for you Meg. Since the day you tried to escape, I noticed you growing beauty,' he said gently smiling, 'When I say I feel a lot of things for you…' he stroked Meg's face, 'I mean love being one of them.'
