- Just to let everyone know, I made Isabelle look like Evangeline Lilly from Lost, she plays Kate. I am using Gerard Butler as Erik,and his deformity from the movie. I haven'tread either of the books.

Chapter 4

Erik sat at the desk in his bedroom, he was writing a letter to Madame Giry when he heard some frantic screams from across the hall, where Isabelle was asleep. He got up quickly, opened his door and heard the screams again. He made he was to her room and knocked on the door. When there was no response he opened the door and searched through the darkness for an intruder, finding nothing he looked at the bed quickly. Isabelle was thrashing madly, breathing heavily, and screaming. He went to the bed and shook Isabelle, she started jerking away and shouting incoherently at him, he shook her again, but she still wouldn't wake.

"Isabelle!" Erik shouted, she stopped thrashing at him, and blinked, she looked confused and scared. Finally she looked up at Erik, and he told her she had been dreaming.

"I'm sorry," she said lamely, and nodded, feeling childish and ashamed. She was holding back tears since the moment she woke, but they had finally broke their dam, and made their way down her cheeks silently. Erik saw this and sat down next to her.

"Did have a dream about your parents?" Erik asked, thinking that could be the thing haunting her dreams.

"Yes, I dreamt about what happened when they were killed," she replied sniffing, "I dreamt that my uncle was trying to kill me too, but I kept trying to get away, and it only got worse."

"At least your parents loved you and took care of you," Erik mumbled bitterly.

Isabelle looked over at him with bloodshot eyes, clearly confused by his cryptic remark.

"Did you not know your parents, Erik?" She asked, still confused by what he said.

"No I did not know them," Erik lied, he did not want to spill his past to a girl he barely knew, "You should get some rest, you'll need it from our journey we had today."

"Thank you, for waking me, Erik," Isabelle said, as she pulled the blankets back on herself.

"It was nothing, good night, Isabelle," Erik said as he nodded and closed the door behind him.

When Erik returned to his room, he sighed, he was rattled at what he said to Isabelle. He had never mentioned his parents since he met Antoinette. Thankfully, Isabelle probably assumed his parents died when he was very young. Erik sat on the edge of his bed, rubbed his eyes, and took his shoes off. He pulled the covers over himself, and tried to fall asleep, he had a long day.

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