mmmmkay. I had to make this chapter in two parts because I guess they were meant to be two different chapters, but they were too short, so I made them one big chapter! lol. so this is chapter 8, The Fight (pt 1) and Sweet Seduction (pt 2)! have a nice time reading!
Chapter 8 The Fight/ Sweet Seduction
Part One: The Fight
"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked harshly.
"Tell you what?" he replied, acting as if he hadn't heard their conversation.
"You know what I mean, and on that note, why do you always listen to my conversations?"
"I'm sorry, I just— hey! Why did you tell your little friends about the other night? Do you enjoy showing me off? Maybe I shouldn't have saved you!"
April's mouth fell open. She sputtered looking for something good to say back. "Well maybe you shouldn't have! I'm sure I could have handled it myself!" Erik made a sound of disbelief. She glared at him. Then he rounded on her.
"You would have been—been…" he couldn't think of a word other than raped.
"What? Raped?""Yes! You would have if I didn't save you! And you would've been miserable too!"
"You're probably right—"
"I am? Err—I mean, I am!"
"But, at least I also wouldn't have been miserable doing it with you too!" She turned around and stormed off the stage. He called to her heatedly, "Then maybe we never should have met!" She kept her back to him while saying, "Maybe not!" And she left, ending their argument. He stood on the stage muttering curses at her.
When she reached her room, she jumped on her bed and cried. April cried for a good fifteen to twenty minutes. Erik had gone to his lair and acted hot headed. He threw stuff around and yelled at everything with his colorful vocabulary.
Then they both just sat down and sulked. He felt like pulling out his hair from anger. And she felt like screaming until her lungs popped. Neither of them did these things, of course.
The next few days, they never saw each other. Erik had stopped watching her. April had left right after dance rehearsal, just to make sure she didn't run into him. Over a week later, she started to feel guilty. She also kind of missed him. He felt the same way.
One evening, she made up her mind to go apologize to him. She went over to her mirror, unlatched it, and slid it open. The air was anything but fresh. She walked along the cool stone trying to remember how to get to Erik's lair.
When she reached the water, she reluctantly stepped into it. It was almost waist deep. April wandered through the water labyrinth. She accidentally made a few wrong turns. After all, she'd only been down there once.
Then, suddenly, the current picked up and the water got very deep. At first her feet were on the cold bottom, but now she couldn't reach. She fell under the water's surface. Every once and a while, she would bob above the surface and yell after taking a breath.
She didn't know how to swim. And even if she did, this was unknown water. Her arms flailed, trying to pull herself to the surface. But all that accomplished was splashing. She let out quite a few shrill screams that echoed loudly through the catacombs.
Erik looked up from an angry piece of music he had started to make. Somebody was down there with him, screaming and yelling. He swiftly got up and ran towards the gate and opened it. He walked through the shallow water, following the cries.
Then he realized that he had never been in this part of the water. It got deeper, so he swam. Erik wasn't sure if he was going to save someone, or hurt them. After a while, the sounds got nearer, and he heard a thud and looked to his right.
From flailing around so much, April had managed to hit her head hard on a rock. Becoming unconscious, she slipped under water. Erik saw her as she slowly sank. He swam as fast as he could towards her. She had been under the water for over thirty seconds now.
Frantically, he searched for her. Finally, he went under water and opened his eyes. He saw her hair floating around her head. Her poor limp body was sinking. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to the surface.
When he reached an area above the water, he set April on it. Erik looked at her, scared that she might be dead. "Please don't be dead," he whispered. He pulled her jaw down, opening her mouth. Quickly, he put his mouth on hers and blew into it.
He could feel her breathing now, ever so lightly. He gently pushed against her torso five times. Then he breathed into her mouth again. As he backed away, she coughed up water. She slowly sat up with her eyes closed. Her hand touched the back of her head where she hit it on the rock.
Groaning softly, she fell over, but someone held her. They were soaked too, but they were holding her protectively, lovingly. She tried to open her eyes, but everything was blurry. After a while, her vision came back to normal. She looked up at the person who was holding her. It was Erik. She gasped softly, and then said in a very quiet whisper, "I'm sorry." He held her tighter and kissed her wet cheek. "Me too."
They just sat there holding each other for a long time. Then, Erik stood and picked April up. He walked through the water, carrying her. When they reached his lair, he placed her drenched body on the couch. "I'll be right back." he told her.
When he returned, he was holding a few blankets. Erik wrapped one around her, and then held one to him. April looked over at him. "I love you." she said softly. He turned to face her, pulled her towards him, and kissed her. Their already wet lips were pressed against each other. His hand held her dripping hair.
Though she couldn't see it, Erik was crying as they kissed. He loved her so much. He never wanted to fight with her ever again. April didn't notice because his kiss really told her that he loved her dearly. She did her best to let him know that she felt the same. They slowly pulled away from each other.
Staring into her beautiful emerald eyes, he saw that something was bothering her. "Is something wrong, love?" he asked sweetly. She placed a gentle hand on his left cheek, making his eyes close. Slowly, she let her fingers trace the outline of his mask.
Erik's cold eyes looked at her seriously. He grabbed her hand, but she took his with her other one. "I love you, Erik. Nothing will ever change that." He stared at her reluctantly, and then slowly let her hand go.
April easily slipped off his mask and put it in her lap. She could lie and say that his face wasn't ugly. They both knew neither of them would believe that. His eyes were closed, afraid of her expression. He waited for her to run away, but she didn't.
He felt her soft hand touch his deformed cheek. April caressed the right side of his face as though it were his left. Surprised, Erik opened his eyes to see her looking at his distorted face as if it were an angel's. Tears appeared in both of their eyes.
"Angel..." he whispered hoarsley. She leaned forward, closing her eyes. Her lips kissed his marred cheek.
The tears had fallen from both of their eyes now. April put her head next to his. Her arms were around his neck, holding him. She then felt him sobbing into her shoulder. This made her want to cry also, but all she did was rub her hands up and down his back.
Part Two: Sweet Seduction. Perhaps I should warn you... seduction isn't all they do.
Then she allowed her fingers to move up to his neck and run them through the ends of his hair. Slowly, she brought her hands from the back of his neck to the sides of his face. They looked at each other briefly, and then kissed. April slithered her tongue into his mouth. She ran it across the roof of his mouth, the insides of his lips, and his own tongue. Erik, of course, returned her enthusiasm.
She leaned forward, moving on top of him. The fire between them had been dormant for that past week. But now, that fire blazed anew with passion. April never wanted their lips to part. She hated the thought of having to wait for him again.
This time, nothing could get in the way. While kissing her, Erik helped her wriggle her arms out of her wet dress. She pulled his shirt over his head as fast as she could, still hungry for his lips. He took off her undergarments after they sat up. He kicked off his shoes, then unlaced April's toe shoes seductively.
She threw herself on top of him crashing her lips to his. Then she unbuttoned his trousers slowly. He picked her up, kissing her, and ran to the bed. He kissed her neck and chest hungrily. His hips pushed into hers, making her cry out. The pushing turned into thrusting, and April's cries and moans echoed loudly through his lair.
She grasped the cushions tensely. Then they rolled over, putting her on top. The thrusting didn't stop. Erik's rough breathing gave a few groans of pleasure. April took his hands while she pushed into him, closing her eyes. They held on to each other's hands tightly. She rolled over, surprising Erik, but he kept the thrusting going. They were still clutching their hands. Rolling over and thrusting kept going.
This went on until they had absolutely no energy left. April was on top when it ended. They both heaved sighs, and she lay on his chest.
He gently nibbled at her ear, making her giggle. She moved her head so they faced each other, and then kissed him. "I love you so much," she whispered into his lips.
He put his hands on the small of her bare back, pulling her towards him. They could feel each other perfectly. She gave him endless kisses on his chest and neck.
Surprisingly, he moaned her name loudly. But she didn't stop, even when she felt how excited he was. Her legs entwined with his, making her able to feel him even better. Just the feeling of him almost had her eyes rolling to the back of her head. She moaned and closed her eyes.
Her excitement gave her more energy. So she climbed on top of him. He didn't object; he actually wanted to go again, but didn't know if April would be up to it. He held her hips as she thrusted wildly into him. Her hands were touching his chest.
At the very end, she almost shrieked his name, but kept it a little quieter than that. Now their energy was completely gone. April rolled off of Erik, lying next to him.
After he caught his breath, he started to sing melodiously. She closed her eyes, loving his voice. His head moved right next to her ear as he sang into it softly.
"Help me make the music of the…night…" he finished with a long, beautiful note. His pleasing voice that sounded as if it were an angel's, made April fall into a deep, dreamful sleep. He smiled to himself, seeing how peaceful she was. Then, he, too, fell asleep.
yay! Hope you all liked this chapter! It might take me a while to update the next chapter. So far, I have already written out every chapter, but now, I have no more written out!
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