Erik stepped into the night air. He had his sketch book in hand. He made his way through the back ways and shadows, to Notre Dam. He needed to get out. There was too many memories in his house...of her.
He loved Notre Dam.. Though it was a church. He liked to sit outside and draw. Trying to capture its majesty. He always did. But he never tiered of it. Tonight when he arrived he tried to find a decent angle that he hadn't drawn before. But he didn't find it. He thought about going in. He hadn't been in a church since he was fourteen. But his really didn't want to go home. So he opened the doors. And stepped into the candle lite cathedral. He decided to draw the arches above the glass windows. But not the window themselves...to much of God. What did he expect? This was a church!
He sat down on a pew and began to work. The sound of nails on stone broke the trance around him. He looked over and saw a black dog sitting under a pew. He looked like the one from the other day. The one that was with that blind girl...Faith. He craned his neck and saw her sleeping on a pew. He shook his head and went back to work. But thoughts now plagued his mind.
'What was she doing there?'
'why isn't she with her so called lover?'
'why is she dressed like that?'
he figured that he better shut the thoughts up. By answering them
He walked over and sat on the pew next to her sleeping form..
"Faith?" he said softly. He didn't touch her. He just called her till she sat up.
"William?"
"No."
"Who is there?"
"Its your friend from the other day."
She sat up and patted her hair down. Erik caught the glazed over blue of her eyes that she tried so hard to hide with her hair.
"Hello. I didn't expect to see you here." She said.
"Why are you sleeping on a bench mademoiselle?"
"You can call me by my Christian name you know.. everyone does."
"You didn't answer my question." She sighed.
"Yesterday.. When you helped me to a cab."
"yes." He urged her to continue.
"I got home and I found William...He was drunk.. And he had...Two whores in his bed."
Erik scrunched his eyebrows behind his mask.
"So I left."
"and came here?"
"Yes."
"Where are you going from here?"
She blushed behind her red curls.
"I don't know." Erik's eyebrows scrunched even more. He didn't want to leave her here... The one thing that he held onto all these years was to never do a woman wrong... But he could take her with him.
Where would she stay? Not in Christine's room.. Definitely not. He wasn't allowed in there. Christine made him promise. Even though she was gone...he didn't want to do her wrong. His thoughts where broken when Faith's defecate fingers brushed his coat. He looked up.
"Oh." she said looking down
"sorry." She could tell he was looking at her questionably
"I thought you left. I was making sure you where still there."
"I see." He said.
After another moment he said to himself more than to Faith.
"Well that settles it."
"What?"
"Your coming with me. In the morning we can see about getting you a proper place to stay."
"I couldn't ask that of you."
"Your not." Erik said.
'what are you doing Erik' his mind said.
'I can't leave her out here. In a church! They might try to get her into a nunnery!'
'your right. Off you go.'
