Chapter 4
Very pissed&
I remember
Stephan paced around the library, trying to blow some steam. So angry, he knocked over a small statue, it seemed an eternity that he seen Isabelle.
"Brother, are you alright?" A man asked
"No do I look alright." Stephan replied.
The man walked a little closer. Still mad he knocked over an other statue.
"Tell me what is the matter then." The brother said.
"I'll tell you then Raoul, I hate that stupid little girl witch she calls herself Isabelle de Merci!" Stephan answered back
Raoul came out of the shadows, he was holding a hand, it look very feminine.
"Raoul, what in hell's name are you holding?" Stephan asked
"Stephan I would you to meet my fiancé." Raoul replied.
The girl walked out of the shadows. The girl was Christine Daae.
"Stephan this is Christine Daae, Christine this is my brother Stephan." Raoul said.
Stephan took her hand and kissed it gently.
"I am pleased to meet you." Christine said.
"My dear, the pleasure is all mine." Stephan said
Raoul wrapped an arm around her waist.
"Come Christine, I'll show you your room…"Raoul was cut off.
"Wait, I'll take her." Stephan offered.
Raoul nodded than he left. Christine stood by herself until Stephan offered his arm, Christine took it. They started walking towards her room
Isabelle got out of the bed and started walking towards Erik. She was still amazed of where she was. She saw him at his organ. He turned his head, then started writing.
She walked toward him.
"Now I remember where I saw you." She said,
He got up and looked at her.
"You were my angel, when I was a little girl, that night when my home was burned, you saved me."
He looked at her quite amazed, but then she seemed angry.
"Why would you not let me remember you, why?" she asked
"I didn't want you to remember me from the night your home caught fire." He replied.
She had a tear roll down her face, her head was down. With one finger he raised her chin and wiped the tear away.
"Oh, you did not know how much I needed you, Erik the first time I saw you by the river I recognized and I loved you ever since I was a little girl." He stated.
He seemed shocked she came a little closer, she was a few inches away from his face. She brought her hand to his face and took off his mask, he turned his head away. With her fingers she turned his head towards hers. He immediately placed his hand to cover his scars and bumps. She took his hand off.
"How can you stand to see this horrible face." He said.
"It's just a face, I know exactly how you feel." She said.
He shook his head and almost bursted out laughing.
"No you don't." he said.
She turned around, her back facing him.
"Could you untie my corset?" she asked
"Why?'' he asked back
she sighed.
"Because I want to show you something." She answered back.
He lifted her blouse and untied her corset, he untied it so much that it was lose, she turned to face him . She placed his hand underneath her corset. He felt the exact same thing that he felt when he touched her face.
"How did you get this?" he asked.
She smiled and took a breath.
"When that beam fell on my back, it so happens that it burn me." She replied.
Both Erik and Isabelle could feel a pull between them. She lean in and kissed him on the lips. Erik kissed back he put his arms around her waist. He pulled her closer. Her fingers went into his hair and she dug them into his silky hair. She pulled away.
"Take my corset off, I can't breath!" she said.
His fingers unlaced it until it fell to the floor. He picked her put and carried her to the bed his placed her down and continued kissing her. Her kisses where filled of passion, love and tenderness. He never thought he could feel like this before. When Christine was with him all he felt was guilt and pity., but with Isabelle he felt everything. As if he never felt before.
She lifted his shirt over his head and continued to kiss him after the shirt fell to the floor. Then he took off her blouse, when it was over her head, he threw it on the floor as if he didn't care for it. Then he started placing butterfly kisses on her neck. Softly she moan when kissed her. He took off his own pants, when they were off he shoved them off the bed, Struggling to take her skirt off, he helped take it off.
After they were naked, he slipped into her. She dug her nails into his shoulder, she started panting in pain. After a few minutes she unhooked her claws. Each thrust he took made her feel more alive and so did he. An hour later they were both exhausted. She kissed his lips and then he went on his back, she cuddle next to him. She placed her head upon his cheats and fell asleep.
Isabelle woke up and saw Stephan holding a revolver in his hand. Isabelle started breathing a lot louder.
"Stephan, please don't kill him." she said.
Without feeling in his face, he pointed the revolver at him and shot Erik.
"NO!!" she screamed.
The Isabelle woke up from her horrible dream, she snapped up, grabbed the sheets, then she silently started crying. She lifted her knees, she placed her head upon her knees and started sobbing. Erik opened his eyes and saw Isabelle crying. He sat up and placed a hand on her back, he gently pulled her closer to him,
"Shh, my dear, calm down it was just a bad dream." He said calmly
"I-it was so horrible, you w-were m-murdered." She chocked on tears when she tried to explain.
He kissed her shoulders, very softly he rubbed her hack. She calmed herself down , she fell on her back and fell asleep and so did he. She was terrified, never has she ever been afraid of a simple dream, the thought of losing him after she just found him, broke her heart after it was already broken. She couldn't understand why Stephan would enter in her life once he had already deserted it, she could still see her life with Stephan, but she wanted those thoughts gone. Isabelle saw Erik looking at her.
"Erik I'm sorry." She said.
He looked puzzled. "Why are you so sorry?" He asked.
"I haven't been strong, Stephan is, he's basically a monster. He terrified me as a child, well he still does." She paused.
"My mother was his mother step-sister. Stephan was very jealous about me. The perfect little boy who got all the attention. It became even worse when his brother was born. He threw tantrums all the time. Since my family was killed in the fire. His mother accepted me in their house. He tried so many times trying to seduce me but every time in goes up in flames. He desperately wants me under his control. A few months ago I left."
Erik looked at her in calm state. Isabelle couldn't read the emotions on his face, she couldn't tell anymore. He got out of bed he put his pants on and went to his organ. His fist slammed the keys. Notes came flooding out. It scared Isabelle. She slipped out of bed and put his shirt. She walked to wear he was then she sat on his knees.
"Erik…"she got cut off.
"Isabelle, I'm sorry. I should be little more compassionate. It's hard to show compassion when it was never showed to me. Are you wearing my shirt?" He asked.
She smiled then kissed his lips softly. With a couple of his fingers he brushed some of her hair away from her face.
"Erik, please come back to bed." She said softly.
She got off of his knees, she picked up a book that was lying to his organ. He got up beside her placed his hand on her back and led her to the bed. When she arrived she took off the shirt and got in the bed. Shortly after, Erik took off his pants and got in. Isabelle opened the book. Erik slipped his hand underneath her chest and he held Isabelle's soft but delicate hand. With his other hand he very softly petted her back as his she was a cat.