All Roses Have Thorns
Caroline, Catherine and Benoit sat in the theater and watched auditions for lead singers and Ballerinas. Caroline rubbed her forehead, she had a headache from listening to bad singers all morning "Fathe, May I be excused?" Benoit looked at his daughter and nodded his head. She got up and lefted the theater.
Caroline sat on the steps in the enterence way. There was something telling her to go to the prima donna's old room. She walked down the hallway and found the staircase that lead up the the room. She slowly walked up the stairs. Then in the middle of the hallway she looked behind to see if anyone was following.
She was at the door and she walked it, then she stopped in her tracks. A man in black was sitting on the bed and got up quickly and gave the girl an evil glare. "What are you doing here?" Caroline just looked at the man, he was wearing a white mask on his right side of his face "I could say the same to you. For this is my Opera house."
A sly smiled was on his face "Your Opera House?" Caroline marched up to him so she was inches away "Yea, My Opera House." The man then began to mock her "Are you sure?" Caroline crocked her eyebrow "Yes, I'm sure." The man just looked at her as if she was guilty "Fine." Her jaw tightened "It is my Father's Opera House." She admitted. He laughed at her with pleasure.
"Whom might you be?" she asked taking one step back. The man paused for a minute, "I am..ahh..." Caroline crossed her arms wait for a response "I do not have all day." He gave her an evil glare "I am Phantom" Caroline chuckled lightly, she covered her mouth so that he wouldn't see "Your the Phantom" He looked are her with sad eyes. "i guess you could say, I was the Phantom. I decided not to bother anyone again."
The man sat down on the bed. Caroline's eyes scanned him. He was thin, she could tell that he wasn't before because his clothes were baggy. He had a rough face, on the side she could see, as if he hadn't shaved in a week or two. His eyes seem to have no soul in it, as if the man infront of her was an empty shell.
"I am Caroline." He looked up at her. "I am Erik" Caroline smiled "There you go, you do have a name." He looked at her with a crocked eyebrow "Now that know each, can I see the face behind the mask" She walked up to him and was about to pull the mask off "You do not want to do that." Caroline looked at him with plead. "Trust me, you do not want to see."
Caroline sat beside him "So why are you always in this room?" She asked him. Erik looked at her "It was the room of my only love. I come here to think about her." Caroline heart softened for the man "I am so sorry, a death is always hard to overcome." He glared at her "She did not die, she broke my heart. She left with another." Caroline looked at him with saddnes "I...I do not know what to say...I" He looked at her "You do not have to say anything."
Then there was a knock on the door "Caroline, are you in there?" It was Catherine. Caroline stood up "Hold on." She looked at Erik "I do not want to be seen." Caroline took his hand and lead him to the closet.
Just then Catherine walked in "What are you doing in her." Caroline stood infront of the closet "I was just have alittle nap to get ride of...of...of my headache." Catherine looked at her as if she was insane "Right? Anyway Father is looking for you." Caroline nodded her "Alright, I will be right down."
Catherine stood there waiting for her "Okay, let us go." Caroline looked behind her "Alright." then she left the room with her sister, but looked back once hoping to see the man.