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"Come what may, I will love you.. until my dying day" I sang out with all my heart and soul.

My music teacher just stared at me, the rest of my class sat in silence.

I took a breath and kept on singing, staring at a spot on the wall and imagining the proud look on his face.

"And I will love you... Love you.. Until the end of time.. Come what may! Come what may... I will love you... Until my dying day.."

I had closed my eyes on the second word, and kept them closed singing out with all the passion I could muster.

I heard a few people applaud, then the rest of the class joined in. I couldn't help but feel giddy. The looks on their faces, stunned.

My music teacher, rose from his chair and grinned "That was wonderful! Have you been taking lessons?"

I managed a nod, the shyness returning.

"Would you be interested in singing for the school formal?"

It was my turn to be stunned "Me?"

He nodded and nudged me in the direction of the door "Yes, with talent like that.. of course. My next class is here, Come and see me tomorrow and we'll talk some more"

I walked blindly from the room, when I finally snapped myself out of the daze, I realised where I was. I was standing directly under the rafters where he'd been hung.

I had made a point of never walking through the halls this way.. and flashes off what I had seen that day filled my mind.

I shuddered and moved quickly through the area.

I had to get home, He would be there. Oh he would be so proud.

Erik... I sighed... He was the only light in my world and I loved him for it.

Loved him.

I hadn't meant to. He was at least forty...And he was strange.. I purposfully ignored the fact he was a murderer.

I slipped in through my window, so I wouldn't have to speak to my parents... if they were even home. I knew he wouldn't be there yet, he came under darkness.

But I had alot of practise to put in.. Singing was the only way I could portray the emotion I felt for him.

I pushed a chair against my door to stop unwanted visitors and went through some vocal warm ups.

Then I sang. Sang of lovers and romance, and longing and needing.

I closed my eyes and imagined him behind me, singing with me.

His arms around me, protecting me, loving me...

I slipped further and further into my blissful day dream, when a voice snapped me out of my heaven.

"Something on your mind"

I opened my eyes, to stare into his. I smiled.

"Ready for your lesson?" He asked a faint smile on his lips.

"I'm singing at our formal... my music teacher asked me too."

He merely nodded, and I couldn't help but feel disappointed that he wasn't more interested. "What song?"

I lowered my head "Come what may" He looked at me curiously.

"I am not familar with it.. Sing" He motioned.

I froze. I would be singing for him and only him, and I knew that I would mean every word that I sang.

I took in a deep breath, steadied myself and let the sound come from my very soul.

"Never knew I could feel like this
Like I've never seen the sky before
I want to vanish inside your kiss
Every day i'm loving you more than this


Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings
Telling me to give you everything
Seasons may change, winter to spring
But I love you until the end of time"

He'd always been able to read me... my emotions, my fears. Everything. I could hide nothing from him.

And as I looked into those stormy eyes, I knew.

He'd read exactly what I was thinking, what I felt. I was suddenly afraid.

I shut my mouth with a gasp.

He rose and took a step toward me, a look of confusion and anger on his face.

I stepped back, trying not to stumble, by I was trembling. He was so close, I could feel his breath, I could smell him, I was completley surrounded.

I closed my eyes, wishing to feel his arms.

He stopped, then stepped backwards himself, putting distance between us.

I waited for him to say something, anything.

His eyes met mine and I could see it.

Absolute rage.