okay here you go. Consider me the nicest person cause I was gonna kill Christina. LOL JK.

Charlie Quill I owe you thanks for all of your revies. You've written the most so heres to you mate. I tip of my fedora and a salute of my rapier in your direction gov'ner.

GerryISUchick04 ditto for you to Katie. youre awesome. Read your story. Haha. How did you knwo I have such a potty mout. :P

and everyone else dont think I forgot you... you just didnt review as much. and if you did my sincerest apologies. E-mail me and I'll give you a special shout out. LOL you guys ROCK!

DISCLAIMER: its not mine. POTO is not mine. But on may 3 it will me muwahahahaha! I cant wait. Nope sure cant! (oh and the song is mine. YOU TOUCH THIS SONG WEBBER AND YOUR ASS IS MINE IN A NON SEXUAL MANNER. 'WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION' will be involved some how)

CHRIS' POV

I woke up the next morning to find myself once again wrapped in the warmth of Erik's arms.

Looking back at the last day I smiled a little to myself. I had almost lost Erik because I was too stubborn to admit the truth. And Erik had almost lost me do to the same circumstances. Thinking about that had made me laugh.

I turned over to see that Erik had taken off his mask in the night, after we…. well. I smirked at the thought of it.

I looked at Erik and knew that if this was going to work I had to be as honest as I possibly could be, which meant telling him all about me. I had never really told anyone about my past, and the thought of it was unnerving. All the psychologists I had ever been to told me that in order to fight the depression I had to expose it. I still was apprehensive about that.

Suddenly I felt light lips brush my ear and grinned. The lips got bolder as the journeyed down my ear towards my neck, and finally I was turned around and kissed on the lips.

"How did you know I was awake?" I asked him while he playfully brushed his lips down my neck and up to my forehead.

"Because when you are awake you don't think as much. Your more peaceful when you sleep."

"Am I really that easy to read." I asked him.

"Actually no" He said smiling.

"Mmhmm." I said as I kissed him.

"Erik we need to talk. And when I say talk I mean… well I-I… If this is gonna work then we need to be honest with each other."

He looked into my eyes and I could see understanding, but also hesitation.

"I understand. Who do you want to go first then."

"Well as I am sure you know, I already know all there is to know about you. Or at least all that I need to know. Mainly because of the movie, play, and book. So I guess I'll go."

He shook his head and kissed me on the forehead and gave me a reassuring squeez.

I leaned over him and grabbed my bag taking out my wallet.

"I guess I should start with my family." I said while showing him a picture of my family.

"That would be my older sister Jane, my younger brother Josh, my dad John, my mother Katlyn, and me in the middle. Growing up my parents weren't the most nurturing parents. I was the second girl in the attempt to conceive a boy. They never really wanted me, or at least they never treated me like they loved me. As you can tell they even named my sibs with a 'J' as their first letter, like my fathers. I was named with a 'C' instead of K like my mother. I didn't even look like them so instantly I was the soar thumb in the family. Growing up my parents spent all their money on my sibs giving them the best. I always got the hamidowns.

I guess when you're alone in the world that you don't have much to do except mope. So I put all my energy into school and music. At lunch I sat alone and did my work for the day, and when I got home I'd read, write, and practice for hours on the guitar and piano. I also took violin lessons for a while without my parents knowing. After school everyday I would go to lessons and then walk home. I joined band and soon after became first chair French horn and trumpet.

Pretty soon I started hating my life because my parents found out about what I did. They grounded me and took all my music away and through it in the fire. They felt I needed to focus more on things girls my age do. You see my mom was always the popular kid of kid growing up and wanted me to be to. Instead she got the brainy nerd who hid her face behind books.

After awhile I started…well." At this I showed him the scars on my wrist.

He looked into my eyes and kissed me passionately.

"Well… I was around 10 by then. So my parents eventually found out through a school advisor. Eventually I was spending all my spare time with a psychologist or someone you're supposed to spill everything to. During these times I learned the most important lesson. I learned how to hide. I learned how to shut myself off from the world. Like the saying 'pain helps you know you're alive'. I hoped that no pain at all would help me know I am dead.

Eventually my parents got fed up and sent me away to live with my aunt. I started up with music again and things looked up for me. Until my aunt started dating this real ass who felt that I was a distraction. I was sent back to my parents who then sent me to boarding school."

I hadn't noticed, but by now I was crying. Erik held me closer to his chest now.

"You don't have to tell me this Chrissy." He said.

"Yes I do… You know Dare used to call me that. I like it when you do." I said holding him tighter.

"Well back to the story. I was 14 going on 15 by now. A freshmen in High School, on my first day of school I met Adrienne. She was the girl who was assigned to help me choose and apply for the classes I wanted. I chose all the essentials and applied for the advanced classes. I noticed about this time that I could take Choir and Band but that I couldn't take art or drama. It was a choice between the two. So I chose art. We had al the same classes and pretty soon started to talk a lot more. Eventually we became roommates when I switched because the one I had was a stuck up snot. We started to become really good friends and soon after I met Darienne." At this I pulled out the keys to my motorcycle.

"This is a picture of Darienne and I at our Halloween formal. The two next to us are Adrienne and her boyfriend at the time Chester."

I saw him gasp as he looked at the picture. This was the one taken the year before lastso Dare and I had both gone as the Phantom. Adry and Chester had gone as Christine and Raoul.

"He looks like… like… me. His face though, its, its not disfigured." At this he brushed thee right side of his face and then the picture.

"He isn't as tall or muscular as you." I said.

"He had always been a bit scrawny. Well back to the story.

He was the best in the school. He got the best grades and he obviously was the best looking. His sister had a rep for being the outsider who was equal to him but preferred to… well she was most like me without the manic depression. When we met I instantly fell in love with him, but almost every girl in school was out to date him. Well eventually people started noticing that I was the only one who could match Dare for wits. I tied him in every class. We even had the same classes at the same time, so tension was building between us.

Well one day I was sitting alone in the lunchroom because Adry was sick. Some kids came over and started pushing me around. Making fun of my glasses or my eyes. They said no one human would look like me. I started a fight with one of them because of this. Dare saw and came over, he shoved me off of one of the guys and pulled me aside. He told me to just ignore them, said that he knew what it felt like. I spat at him for not having a clue of what it felt like. He was one of the most sought after guys in the school… even though he was only 15.

Well… I think about a week later he asked me out and we started dating. Things got heated quickly for us and soon he got my depression to dissipate for a while. I could even sleep again without the pills.

Sooo… oh yeah… later that year when I returned as a sophomore things were the best they had been in years. Except for my sucky summer with my parents I had always known I could look forward to seeing Dare and Adry. We had started a band during the summer and had made a lot of money playing gigs at local bars.

A month after my 16th birthday…" At this I started to really cry.

"Well, I got a call that they had been killed in a car accident on their way to see me perform my first solo gig. Dare had worked so hard to get me to sing again and even harder to get me the spot. He always said he loved my voice and that it shouldn't be put to waste on insults and answers to questions.

That summer my depression got so bad that I was admitted to a rehabilitation facility. I was attended by Psychologists and monitored by nurses 24/7. All to make sure I didn't make another attempt on my life.

The next year when I retuned to school I found it was back to the way things had been before Dare and Adry. I had never talked to anyone else at school except then and maybe Adry's boyfriend Chester. He had transferred to another school that year. He told me that he couldn't stay, to many ghosts.

The day that you found me was their anniversary. Everyone had been talking about it at school and almost every girl was scowling at me for being the only girl Dare had ever taken an interest in. So… well you get it from there."

I took a deep breath. I was crying silently, and until now I hadn't realized how good it felt to actually open up to someone.

ERIK'S POV

When she was done with her story I held her even tighter to myself. My heart went out to her, and I could feel a tear or two shed for her. I was still holding the photo of her and Darienne. He looked so much like the person I had always wanted to be. She had been through so much. For someone so strong on the outside I could tell she was the most fragile thing in the world.

"I am so sorry Chrissy." I whispered into her ear.

You turn your head away,

From the silent stare we make,

I look into your eyes of gold,

To see a storm begin to take hold,

You think you know so much,

Yet looking there I know you need a crutch

Let me in and you will see,

That to me you are all I want to see.

All I want is you with me.

I didn't know what I was doing, for the first time I didn't know what was going to happen. I was holding her close singing in her ear. Brushing my lips with her ear, until I heard her sing in response.

Help me look into your eyes.

Help me to see what lies inside.

Show me the truth and hold me tight.

Never let me out of your sight.

Help me out and set me free.

Help me become all I can be

All I need you to say is that you love me.

I could see that she was crying now and gripping tightly to my bicep's. I just tilted her head up to mine and sang.

I'll hold you tight and keep you safe.

I'll guard you from the burning light of day.

I'll tell you what you want to hear.

That all I want of you is to stay right here.

I love you

She just looked into my eyes and kissed me with her eyes still open. One of her hands came up and started to caress my disfiguredcheek, brushing away the tear that had fallen.

I'm letting you in and letting you see,

That to me you are all I also want to see,

I love you too and all I want is you with me.

well ther you go you finally find out why she id the way she is. Poor me I fell so sorry for myself. Why must I be faced with these horrors. Am still waiting to be transeferred back in time though. I NEED AN ERIK.

IM me: EriannaAbyss

P.S. everyone read GerryISUchick04's story. Learning to Love. I am fetured plus it is very well written. Its so good I am gonna cry cause Erik is so alone. YOU TELL HIM GIRLY!