Erik-Meister: Thank you for reviewing, I love to answer people's reviews, it gives me entertainment. Heh, I hope you like this chappie as well though.
Angeoftheoperahouse: You won't get to know who this guy is for a little while longer. He is a bit creepy isn't he? Heh, confused are you, hang on tight, you will get your questions answered in time. And I might need to use the computer that you are sitting at to update huh? So quit sitting at it waiting for me to update, and MOVE, so I can use it. Heh, hope you like the next chappie.
(I hope you all enjoyed the last chappie, sorry I haven't updated for a while, I have been in and out of town for 11 days, so I am home now, and will be for a while, for school is starting, and I have to attend. Dang school But now I think that I am going to start writting from POV, because I like to write like that. So I hope you all enjoy this chappie.)
Chapter 5: Why the Mask?
GABRIELLE
As I got back under the Opera House, I started to feel better, more at ease, more peaceful. Right as I entered, I was was intantly smothered by my mother, and as much as it annoyed me, I tried to ignore it. Of course she had her questions, but couldn't they wait till later? But that was mother for you, always wanted to be the first one to know everything. Me on the other hand, I just wanted to go into my room and rest, I was very tired, and although I felt better, I still was worried.
"So how did it go?" Mother asked finally letting me go from her death grasp.
"I thought I did well, the managers seemed to like it." I said with annoyence in my voice, my mother got it and left me alone. I went into my room and took off my shoes, my feet hurt so bad, I hadn't danced this much since I first started dancing. I started to rub my feet when my father entered with out warning. He very rarely did this, but when he did, I knew that business was serious. He sat next to me and was silent. I couldn't stand it anymore.
"Is there something that you wanted to talk to me about Pere?" I asked in my sweetest voice, knowing very well what he wanted to talk to me about. He did not raise his eyes to me.
"Why do you pull away from your mother? You know she loves you. Is there something going on that you need to talk about mon ange? You know that I am always here for you." He said finally looking at me.
"I would have told you if there was something going on." I said looking him in the eyes to tell him that I was not lying. My father was the one person that I could not lie to.
"Your mother is very sad, you upset her." father said putting his arms around me in a hug. I returned the hug, and did not say anything, for I was afraid that I might say something even to make things worse. So I sat there in my Pere arms, thinking, until he said that he needed to talk to mother. I gave him one last sqeeze, and he left me.
EDMUND
I smiled as I walked away in pleasure, my plan was taking place. I knew very well who was in box five, but how he knew this beautiful young girl, was still a mystery to me, but not for long. Soon I would find out how the "Phantom" knew Gabrielle. So I walked to my small Flat near the Opera House.
"Hello mother." I said to mother who was so pale, she looked sick. Ever since my father left with a youner woman, my mother had taken over the beatings, so when ever home, I tried to be as happy as I could be.
My mother, who was sewing at the moment, looked up, said nothing, and went back to sewing. I knew I was in for it now, but what could I do, I was not yet old enough to leave home, and I had to obey my parents, well now parent.
"Where were you?" mother asked still not looking up.
"I was dealing with affairs at the Opera Populaire." I said knowing that I could not tell her exactly what I was doing, but I also knew that she would want to know, so I tried to make up a lie to be ready when she asked me.
"What affairs?" She asked now standing.
"I went to talk to the managers about them considering my music for one of their productions." I said looking her in the eye, knowing that I could, and would, lie to her as much as it took to keep her out of my business.
"I wish you wouldn't wear that mask. At least take it off when you are in the house." she asked playing it sweet so I would do something for her.
I didn't like to be seen, anywhere, without my mask, my mask hid all the scars that my father had left, mostly on the upper part of my face. I thought that maybe if I tried to please my mother, then I wouldn't be in so much trouble. So I took off the mask, and my mother strode over to me. I flinched when she touched my cheek. I hated anyone to be near my face with out my mask on. So I pulled away, and for some reason, my mother did not loose her temper like she usually did. Something was wrong, but for the moment, I didn't care. I used this opportunity to escape her anger. So I headed to the back of the small house, and went to my room. I laid my head on the pillow, and soon was asleep.
ERIK
"Gabrielle would have usually been so talkative after an event like this one. She had danced beautifully, but everyonce and a while she would glance up at my box, and I would disappear as fast as I could, so she would concentrate on her piece. At the end of her piece, she looked up at the box next to mine, which was box three, and she looked terrified, and I could not get her to talk about it either Cheri." Erik told Christine, hoping that it would make Christine feel better that she wasn't the only one being shut out by Gabrielle.
I had wondered why she was so quiet when she was done. It seemed like she was so happy when she finished dancing, then she looked up at box three, and she hurried off the stage. I tried to run over to the next box, but I was to late. The thing that had terrified his Ange. I swore softly, and headed to find Gabrielle. I searched, but couldn ot see her, so I headed back up to Box five, wondering how someone had disappeared without me knowing. I found Gabrielle in front of box three, looking even more terrified, but I did not want to push her to tell my why. So we walked home in slience, while I tried to figure out how I could find out who was in the box next to mine.
(I hope you all enjoyed. I like to write in POV, it gives more details, and it makes chappies longer. Heh, okay, so the young mans name is Edmund for all those who were confused on who that was, and he knows who is in box five, but why doesn't he tell Gabrielle that? Heh, those questions will remain for now. I hope you all enjoyed, please R&R, for if my demands are ignored, a disaster beyond your imagination will occur.)
