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Ch.4 Asking about the Truth

Toni took a quick glance at her small clock which was standing on her table with her small mirror. The clock read 8 o' clock… meaning Erik should have been there already.

Although her back was facing away from the wall length mirror, Toni had the feeling someone was standing behind it. She opened her mouth to say something, she didn't know what, but was cut off when another deep, almost commanding voice spoke clearly towards her. "I see Andrew spoke to you. Good, im glad you're here." She shivered as she listened. She couldn't understand how?

"You have amazing talent." He went on "But still you can improve. Im not going to lie. Your good… very good, but as always you can be great. As long as im the one giving the lessons." He didn't sound conceited or full of himself, just positive. Toni stood facing the mirror, not knowing what to do other that listen. "Now," he began "Sing something. Anything, as long as its not from this musical." She was disappointed but she understood, why would he want to hear more music about himself?

She thought for a moment, not knowing what to sing but then she came up with an idea. Taking a deep breath she started:

"Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl:

Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl

Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in

Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that girl:

Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl" When she finished, neither of them said anything for a couple of beats but then, "Ok….Never mind what I said from before. Sing one of your solo's from this Opera…." The night was long, he stopped her, just like Andrew had the few days before, telling her how to improve or what she was doing wrong.

After she had finished the song for the last song, she sighed and sat down on her small bed which was up against the opposite wall. "Why don't you come out from behind the mirror? I all ready know what you look like…" She looked questionably at the mirror where she guessed he was standing.

"Not everything you've heard about me was true…" Toni jumped, it sounded as if he said this right next to her right ear. 'Well that part was true.' She thought to herself. Gaston Leroux's book had mentioned the he could throw his voice, make it sound as if he was somewhere he wasn't.

"Well what wasn't true? You wear a mask on the right side of your face hiding your disfigurement that you were born with. We know your mother wasn't the Desperate Housewife we all have today… we know you lived with the gypsies… what isn't true? Obviously Leroux's book was false when he said you died…" She trailed off, wondering if she had said to much. Had she? Was he insulted?

Erik chuckled. "You little one, are far too intelligent for your own good." This time it had sounded if he were talking in her left ear. 'Blame all the books I've read.' She thought to herself.

The clock on her vanity chimed 11o'clock. "And now I think it would be time for you to get some rest, you've had a long ay and I don't think your singing will improve if your exhausted." She nodded and slipped under her velvety red comforter. "Erik?" She called.

"Yes?" His voice was soothing.

"I know this might sound childish but will you sing to me?" All though the lights were off and she was laying down she was more than positive he could see her blushing cheeks.

"As you wish, mon ange…..Night-time sharpens,
heightens each sensation . . .
Darkness stirs and
wakes imagination . . .
Silently the senses
abandon their defences . . .
Slowly, gently
night unfurls its splendour . . .
Grasp it, sense it -
tremulous and tender . . .
Turn your face away
from the garish light of day,
turn your thoughts away
from cold, unfeeling light -
and listen to
the music of the night . . .
Close your eyes
and surrender to your
darkest dreams!
Purge your thoughts
of the life
you knew before!
Close your eyes,
let your spirit
start to soar!
And you'll live
as you've never
lived before . . ." Toni never got to hear him finish for she quickly fell into a dreamless sleep.

I hope you all liked it! I know it was short but I don't really know what to write! Thank you to: Aria Eresse

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