Chapter 13: Erik's Rage

By the time Dawn got back to the Opera House, she was overwhelmed by the thought of her Phantom. Maybe someday Erik and I can be like the two of them. She sighed and entered the Opera Popular. So close. Then she giggled but knowing him… probably not. Aw well, it's a nice dream anyways. I just hope he's happy about the news. She thought a moment. Again, probably not. He either won't care or will go into apoplexy at me leaving. She rolled her eyes. Men!

Unbeknownst to her, Erik had been making plans the entire time she had been gone. His plan was simple. He would lure her into his lair by sweet talking and using his rather extraordinary gift of hypnosis. Then, after her got her alone, all hell would break loose. He intended to make her pay for lying to him and he used his anger and determination to steady his thoughts.

He sat at his organ for most of the night after composing his plan. His oldest friend sat here in his own home, and it could always be counted on to lift his soul. He had planned on going up to retrieve the traitorous wench at around 11:30. With it being only around 8:45, he figured he had time. (This guy with a lot of time NO NO!) So, he sat at the organ and tried to finish an Opera he had been writing. This was his first since Christine, although it had everything to do with her.

He got so involved in his Opera that when Dawn arrived and her presence finally registered he was stunned. He had not expected her to come down to him. He had expected to go up to her. He looked at the clock and swore silently. It was almost midnight.

That was beautiful Erik! What-"

"Did you have a good time my dear?" he cut her off, his voice deceivingly calm and gentle.

"Yes I did! I went to my-"

"I AM VERY WELL AWARE OF WHERE YOU WENT YOU LITTLE WHORE!" He screamed standing up abruptly, and knocking over the organ bench. He got right into her face and continued on his rampage. "I WATCHED YOU GO OFF TONIGHT WITH THAT PERFECT LITTLE MAN OF YOURS!"

"Erik please, I" Dawn tried desperately. He ignored her interruption completely and grabbed her shoulders with a bruising force. She winced, but shut her mouth, knowing that one wrong word could send her head flying.

"ALL I ASKED OF YOU, YOU LITTLE CONCUBINE, YOU BITCH, WAS TO ACCEPT ME, SO WHAT DO YOU DO? YOU LIED TO ME, AND TRIED TO DESTROY ME!" Erik threw her down and turned from her.

" I never wanted anything from you. NOTHING. All I wanted was for you to leave me alone, for you to just leave." He pulled out his Punjab lasso "You became everything to me in such a short amount of time." He fingered the lasso almost lovingly, like he was caressing a lover. "I played with you tonight and thought I had found everything I had ever truly wanted in a friend or a woman" he turned and faced her once again, swinging the Punjab lazily and continuing in the same deceptively calm voice he had started with.

"However, since you seem so intent on ruining my life… on making a fool of me… just like her... I shall show you why I am to be feared." He took a step towards Dawn. "After tonight… assuming I let you live, you will never again question le Phantom de l'Opera"

Dawn's eyes filled with fear… then, suddenly, comprehension. She smiled slightly at his foolishness. He caught her smile and took another step towards her, a mad look in his eyes.

"Oohh, I see. You saw me with my best friend's husband, and…"

"DON'T YOU TRY… what?" He stared at her for a long moment, dumbfounded. She could not have said what he just thought she said.

"Erik, I have known that man's wife, Lily forever. She is the best friend I could ever ask for. She is the pregnant one. I promised her I would go over to her place for dinner tonight. She told me she's having twins, so I couldn't wait to get down here to tell you." Her fear dissolved completely at the look on his face.

He felt like he had been doused in ice water. He's not her lover? I thought for sure...

Light soft lips touched his. He reacted instinctively. He grabbed Dawnr by her waist and pulled her flush against him. He reacted with a passion he didn't know he still possessed. As he raided her mouth with his tongue he had one thought left. How did we end up like this? This was not my plan.

As Erik plundered Dawn's mouth with his tongue, he noticed something. She had wrapped her legs around his waist and was leaning against him for all she was worth. He couldn't have stopped if he had tried… not that he wanted to. This was the first time in his life that he was being kissed with no ulterior motive. She wasn't trying to save a lover from his mad grasp, nor was she trying to bite him into letting her go. She was there with him, her legs wrapped around him, her body as close as she could get to his, and her mouth massaging his in a dance older than time itself.

Dawn didn't really know what had prompted her into kissing him. He had looked so lost and helpless that she had just done it. His reaction was one she would remember for a long time. He had pulled her against him and she had wrapped her legs around him. While he carried her to the organ, never breaking contact with her lips, she thanked everything holy that neither her father, nor her sister were here to witness this.

Erik kicked the organ bench upright and laid her on it, resting on top of her. He broke the kiss and stared down at her. She was perfection laying there with her lips swollen from his kisses. Then he felt a sharp pain on his head and collapsed.\

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This was all written by Erik's Chris. She gets 100 percent of the credit so thank her!