Okay guys, now this chapter is short because i'm not done with it, I really need to make sure the charecters are still acting like them selves. To me Christine seems shallow and Erik seems like some kind of bi-polar crazy guy. I asked my grandma but she dos'nt know enough about POTO to know if the charecters are them selves or not. So please tell me so i can fix and/or finish the chapter.
Chapter 18
I walked down the passage to his haven. I had gone through my mirror and I was almost to the lake now. I hoped he did not mind calling off his plans to rescue me, but I had a feeling he would not care much.
I walked to the lake's shore and quickly saw the boat. The boat being at this end of the shore puzzled me but I still got in without hesitation. I pushed the boat along with the same staff Erik had used. I tried to mimic the way he had done it but it was not working out very well. You and him had moved the boat so easily, but I almost smacked my self on many occasions with the oversized baton.
I had finally pulled up to the opposite shore, and I jumped out. I was not surprised to see Erik booming on his pipe organ. I walked up beside him and touched his shoulder. He flinched, and stopped playing. His eyes looked either angry or sad I could not tell which one but I quickly found out.
"Christine!" He shouted "Where were you? I came to get you and you were gone. I thought he had killed you or something. It is a good thing I did not act on my impulse and murder the bastard."
"Erik, I'm sorry. But if you'll just let me explain." I said in a quieter, weaker, voice. He sighed then turned towards me, waiting for an explanation. "Henri let me go, and it was so late all I could think about was home. I'm sorry, I thought that it would be okay if I came early in the morning. I guess I was wrong." The anger immediately rushed from his face and he said with a softer tone:
"Alright fine, just leave me to my loneliness." He said coldly. He then turned towards his organ and started to play again.
"Erik I.."
"Christine Leave!" His tone frightened me a little but I understood why he was acting the way he was. I was his love, and I broke his heart. Him and I could never be friends, it would bring back to many memories and to much pain.
"Alright, goodbye Erik." He did not even an make notice to my words. But I did not pay any attention, and left him in solitude.