Lydiathetigeropean: So you think!

Chapter 5

Erik tied me to one of the swan bed's posts and just left me there. My wrists started hurting after about thirty minutes. Oh, Erik. Poor, poor Erik... I somehow longed to call out to him. Here goes the worst decision in my life! "E... Eri...Eri...Erik!" I stuttered, but finally managed to say his name. My voice was so soft. I thought perhaps that maybe if I shouted too loud, my voice would disappear. Was Erik even in the lair?

I kept saying his name until I fell into a deep sleep.

I was running through the underground lake. "Erik!" I called out. My voice echoed and bounded off the walls. The brown, murky water I was standing in was freezing cold; so cold that it was getting harder to breathe. I continued to get lost in the underground passage ways. When I stopped to try to catch my breath, a figure emerged from the dark.

"You called my angel." he said. For a few seconds I thought it was Erik, but then saw that it was Maxwell. He smiled and pulled me into his arms. His strong embrace warmed me to the bone. I looked up into his eyes and gasped. His eyes were blue instead of the normal brown! Maxwell smirked and began peeling off a mask to reveal Erik's face.

"Did you think I wouldn't find your stupid Maxwell? Well I did and you shall see what he is now." Erik seized my arm and we began walking through the lake again. We finally came to a room. I gagged as I saw what was in it. Maxwell's head was hanging from the ceiling while his body lay crumpled on the ground. I hugged Erik.

My arms quickly flew off of him. He was colder than the lake. Erik grinned at me and said "You chose him over me, my dear; now let's not make this happen again. Is that understood?" I nodded and suddenly felt something grabbing me around my waist. I turned to see a headless Maxwell standing there. Erik was gone when I turned around. "ERIK!"

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"ERIK!" I shot up from my organ. There was no mistaking, that was Hazel. As fast as I could, I ran to where I had bound her. She was thrashing wildly, causing the rope tied around her wrists to cut into her skin. Dear lord! What have I done?

"Hazel. Wake up!" I said loudly and shook her. Her eyes flew open and she was shaking.

"Erik?" she sort of asked. When she looked up at me, she began crying. Why was she doing this?

"Oh. My angel." I said trying to comfort her. That's when I realized it. She said my name! She just spoke! "You just spoke. Not only that, but it was my name!" I said as I untied her wrists. Her left wrist was purple and swollen, as well as cut up pretty badly. The right one wasn't too bad, just cut. Quickly, I rushed to get some of my medical equipment which I put to work on working on Hazel's wrists.

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"Madame Giry, would you please help me find Hazel!" I begged. The last hour and a half, I walked around trying to find her. After quite some time, I found her coming from her room.

"As you wish, messieur le' Vicomte. Hazel is with the Opera Ghost." she said. I laughed at her answer. The Opera Ghost! Seriously, lady, that isn't possible. "Don't laugh, for it is true. Messieur le' Vicomte, he has promised to help her speak again. And by the looks of things, he believes you are getting in the way."

"Oh, I am getting in the way, am I? Madame, it is he who is getting in the way. I could have doctors look at her and have them help her to speak. Plus, we are engaged and wish to be with my future wife for the time being." I said. How could she be so ignorant!

"Well, Maxwell, if you have any problems with it, I wouldn't dare mess with the Phantom." She said. With those final words she waved goodbye and strode away from me. How can I love a woman who runs off with another man! Maybe it was time I left...

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Erik quickly understood my nightmare. He held me close and begged for forgiveness of his ruthlessness. I nodded to say I did. Then I remembered: Maxwell's ring. Quickly, I grabbed it off my finger. Erik suddenly looked at the hand in which I held the ring. Before he could grab it, I chucked it into the lake. I don't need Maxwell to be happy. Mother and father are dead so I am no longer under their jurisdiction. I shall remain un-engaged until I find the perfect man for me. Erik read what I ever so quickly wrote down.

"Your wish is my command." Erik said. I wrapped my arms around him and felt the strangest feeling that he is the one for me. I realized that Erik felt something to by the look in his eyes. "Don't even think about me like that, Hazel. You do not want me to be the one." he said. I sighed and wrote: As you wish, my dear Erik, but I will always think of you like this.

Erik began crying. "Erik." I said. He looked down at me from where he stood. His crystal blue eyes burnt into my mind; they are beautiful. I took his hands into mine. Then I held them to my face. I mouthed: "Erik, I love you." That is when he took his hands and put them around my waist. He drew me in and our lips met for the first time.

For what seemed like hours, I forgot about everything. Maxwell never crossed my mind, nor did Madame Giry, my parents, Meg, or anybody else. I felt my heart soaring and knew Erik was my wings. He loves me! When we pulled apart, Erik kissed my hand and we parted. Maxwell is not who I love anymore. I will eventually break it to him.

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Third person pov

The room was empty except for a single man and a gun. Maxwell seized the gun and loaded it. He thought it was time to leave this world that had torn so much away from him. As he put the gun to his head, he heard himself and Hazel laughing together as children. A single tear rolled down his cheek and with that... bang!