And now...what some of you have been waiting for...
sorry its so short. I'm going to make the rest of the chapters longer...but I just had to get this one out.
so enjoy..!
"...that went well..." Erik said to himself. Although, he still had to tell her. To them, it was just a kiss. Nothing more.
A kiss is just a kiss unless there are feelings behind it. For all Erik knew, she was just suffering from some…'frustration'. He hoped she wasn't.
He paced back and forth for a while, thinking of what to say. There was nothing really he could conger up, other then those 'I love you' parts. But even those might frighten her away. He'd have to take it slowly…
'She still hasn't seen the monster.' He thought to himself. He sighed. What will happen when that time comes? Will hell truly opens its doors to him? Hopefully not.
There was much to think about. Whether the feelings were returned or not, them being together would be difficult. There was still that Vachel fellow running about, and he had followed her down here. If he had not lost her, Vachel would have seen him and could get quite a reward for turning him in to the police. 'Perhaps I should just kill him. It might make things a little easier…' he thought to himself. Besides, if Monique didn't feel the same, he could take all his grief and anger out on Vachel. Erik smiled at that idea.
But not only was Vachel and issue, that old hag was one as well. She was still Monique mistress. She was obviously very envious of Monique, and Erik knew if Monique was to leave, so would a lot of… male friends of hers. Erik sighed. He thought of yet, another reason why they couldn't be together.
It would be very difficult for Monique to hide this big of a secret. She would have to keep it to herself. And what if someone were to find out anyway? He knew the authorities would kill him, which was apparent. But they would surely do something to her as well. He didn't want her to have too much weight on her shoulders.
He realized, there was also the matter of her nickname, 'Jezebel'. If she wasn't a virgin, he could live with it. Although, that wouldn't stop him from being jealous.
Killing Vachel sounded like a wondrous idea at the moment.
Monique made her way through the darkness. Before she went to the door, she made sure no one followed her.
Finally making it, she walked slower. She knew if she walked slower, her curiosity would eventually kill her, but she had to remain strong. She didn't know what Erik was going to say. Perhaps it was just in the moment, perhaps not.
"Erik? Are you there?" she called out. Erik came out, and looked at her for a moment. Grief seemed to have his face at the moment, but it was quickly replaced with anxiety. He wanted over to his table, and pulled out a chair.
"Please, have a seat." He said. She sat down, and he pulled out the chair next to her. He sat down, and sighed deeply.
"I honestly do not know where to begin. There are so many things I could say, but they inappropriate at the moment. All I can seem to find myself saying is…that kiss we shared, was more then a kiss to me." Erik said. Erik was lightly biting his tongue. His nervousness was really affecting him now, and he didn't want to seem like he was fidgeting. Monique stared at him for a moment with such seriousness. She sat back in her seat for a moment and looked to the side. Erik could feel the back of his neck sweating.
'I don't understand…' Monique thought, 'I should be dancing with joy, skipping around with glee! But I can't seem to find myself doing such…is it because of Richard? Not my feelings for him, but because he had hurt me in the past? How do I know Erik will not do the same?' She looked at Erik again.
Erik looked into her eyes, and he such a lot of hurt feelings. Strange…he didn't think this would upset her…
"Well…I'm having mixed thoughts right now. The feeling is…consensual, but…" she said pausing. Erik was practically on the edge of his seat, waiting for her to continue what she had to say.
"You have to promise not to hurt me." She said sadly. She was wincing a little, trying to hold herself together. Erik was taken a little. 'Does she really think I would do such a thing?' he thought. He took her hand and held it tightly.
"I promise." He said simply. She widened her eyes and opened her mouth a little. She was completely speechless. '..Just like that? No thinking about it or anything? Can he truthfully be serious?' she contemplated keenly. While she was thinking, she didn't grasp that he basically shoved her into his arms. When she awoke from her moment of madness, she realized that she was not sitting in her chair anymore. She felt around, and realized that she was feeling material. She kept feeling it for a moment, and realized that Erik was embracing her. She calmed down, and hugged him back.
'Finally…this torturous loneliness ends. But I think I'm still going to kill Vachel. ' Erik thought to himself happily.