Several Hours Later
I woke up feeling like my head was going to explode. I twisted around, trying to find a comfortable was to go back to sleep. Instead, I hit a sleepy Erik in the face.
"Shit! Sorry. Kinda forgot you were there."
"Oh yes" he teased, "Very easy to forget someone when you are snoring like a bear" He smirked at me. In return, I smacked his arm. Then I looked at him. I finally noticed that he was not wearing his mask. I stared for a few moments before he covered it with his hand.
"Was there something you wished to see?" He asked me coldly. I hated it when he took that tone with me.
"Yes, actually" I snapped, moving his hand, "This."
I actually couldn't believe that he had hidden something this minor from the world for thirty-nine years.
He was staring at me, disbelief written all over his face. I stared into his eyes, which further shocked him. I could get used to this I thought to myself as I started to run my fingers over his scars. I kissed his deformity, and whispered, "I love you, Erik."
The peace was shattered. Screaming was tearing through our home. I covered my ears against the sound. Erik was already moving. I followed him as he ran into the room. Who was screaming was immediately apparent when I walked into the room after him. Meg, bound hand and foot, was screaming at the top of her lungs. Erik quickly covered her mouth and started speaking to her in a voice that clearly spoke of very bad things to come should she continue screaming.
She nodded and Erik let her go.
"W..Where am I?" she asked shakily.
"She needs something to stop her shaking" I whispered to Erik. "I'll go get something from the kitchen." Then, I hurried out.
Once in the kitchen, I was encountered with three things.
One: the messiest the kitchen had been for years.
Two: two younger girls who quite promptly tackled me.
Three: My godfather and my mother sitting at the table.
I stared at the sight of my kitchen for several moments before calling Erik…. Sounding panicked from the speed in which he dashed into the kitchen.
"Oh my god" he gasped, at the sight of what was once our kitchen.