A/N: I have been informed I need more filler. Well, here it is.
Sorry I couldn't find any song lyrics. If I find some I'll replace this
Chapter 10: Strength
Charlotte ran home as fast as she could. She arrived out of breath and still sobbing as the terrifying vision of Erik's face haunted her. She would not lie to herself, it truly was a frightening sight. The scarred, twisted flesh, the pulsing blue veins. Charlotte shivered as more tears spilled down her cheeks. Why had she runaway? Erik was right all she was only a silly stupid child. She wasn't worthy of his love.
Charlotte sat down her bed and covered her face with her hands. She could feel the warm tears against them. She thought briefly of the scissors, but decided against them. They were part of what made her stupid. If she was ever going to grow up she had to learn to cope on her own. Erik was lost to her now. She had to move on and make the best of what she had. Not that she had anything… Charlotte moved to her window overlooking the rose garden where she had once walked hand-in-hand with Erik. The sight and smell of roses would forever bring Erik to her mind. She felt the tears fill her eyes and fall down her cheeks again.
When will you ever grow up Charlotte? She thought bitterly. It was time to stop being a stupid little girl who had to run to someone else and hide behind physical pain whenever she had problems. That was the old Charlotte and today she would become someone new. No longer would she be a silly child dependant upon others for strength. She would marry the Baron, she would live and she would find her own strength.
Her mother had found a strength, but Charlotte would be stronger. No longer would she cry, no longer would she worry about love. Love was a childish dream that had cost her the only friend she had. Love was dead, but Charlotte would live. Charlotte dashed the tears from her face and stood to her full height, shoulders back and chin up.
Let him go, she told her self silently. But try as she might, she could never completely rod herself of Erik's memory, forever tainted by the bitter sight of that terrifying face.
A/N: Well, I don't know why I'm updating this story… the last review I got was on chapter seven… so please review, because I am considering giving up on my fan fiction to focus on my book, and since it would actually serve a better purpose, it will take some convincing for me to give up on the idea. Anyway, as an FYI here are my story stats.
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