Chapter 19
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Two months have gone by…
Faye POV
Destrey came early to the house this morning and he said Charles that he was going to show me the entire opera house!
I arose right away and put on my best garments, one of the outfits Erik had given to me on that journey oh so long ago. I couldn't stop thinking about him lately. I felt very wicked about the whole thing. But it was the past now. The days start and the days past and time went by and still he was there. I couldn't and didn't try to get Erik outside my mind.
Anyway, time to put my thoughts of Erik to die, for I was meeting a very dear friend of mine, who was going to show me the opera house! I have only dreamed of seeing, and now actually able to go into it! Oh, how I will treasure this day! I thought.
I thought.
"Are you ready?" Asked Destrey outside the door.
I have noticed that Charles and Destrey have been talking a lot lately. Especially, when I'm not around. I'm hoping it isn't a big deal. I just hope he won't ask me soon, because unfortunately I still love Erik. But I'm not naïve. I have listened to their conversations, and it sounds like what I kind of have dreading. No offense to Destrey of course, I just haven't gotten completely over him yet.
Gosh, I had to get him out of my mind and move on already. As I open the door I see both men smiling with happiness. To me, it was awkward. I'm not too sure about those two though. I really hoped I was just thinking I saw this.
"Time to go."
"Ready Faye?"
"Yes, Destrey, I am. Very excited."
I admit I liked Destrey, but he was really protective of me. It kinda pissed me off. I mean, Charles was too but Destrey was worse. I swear I couldn't go to my nanny's grave without being followed. He said "it was for my own good." For my own good, my ass.
But as much as I loved the Opera Populaire, I wanted to be excited. I've heard of the mysterious passages and all the twists and turns of the stage. I didn't think I would be able to wander around by myself. I hated to be followed; I hated it so freaking much. But keeping a sunshine smile on my face and trying to overcome my excitement of trying to get lost from Destrey.
I thought to myself
Faye, you say you enjoy being with your "dear" friend, yet when you see and are near him you lose all interest in him. What does that mean? Should you tell him that? You find your mind floating back to Erik. When you know that he wants nothing to do with you.
What does that mean to Erik then?
"Shut up!" I say to myself.
"What?" asked Destrey innocently.
"No, sorry I was talking to myself." I shrugged.
As much as I would like to gush over the "tour" of the opera, I couldn't. As much as was impressed by the art and sculptures and the overall breathtaking beauty of the place, I couldn't enjoy it. Destrey was literally next to me the entire moment. I couldn't relax and enjoy as he talked, it was all monotone and I didn't hear any of it, if you really want to know.
I felt really bad about leading him on. I mean I kissed him on the cheek and he seemed to really like me. But couldn't he see I was distancing myself?
He led me up to the roof of the opera.
Apollo's Lyre was picturesque as the sun was going down.
I walk up and admire it; I can see from the corner of my eye Destrey fidgeting.
I forgot the cold bothered him, while it gave me a refreshed spirit as the wind whipped my hair around.
"We could go inside, Destrey if you think it too cold." I say nicely as possible
"No, no Faye if you're comfortable, I'm perfect." What a martyr.
"Faye-"
"Yes?"
"I-"
"What?" I know it seems mean for me to keep interrupting him, but I can't help it.
"Faye, I know I've only known you for a few months, but I've felt like I've known you for years."
Oh God no.
"I know this feeling is honest and true-"
Holy shit. No. Please stop-
"I've never felt this way before."
For the love of God, stop, please!
"Faye will you marry me?"
So it came to this.
In these next few moments, it felt like time had stopped and many things happened.
His face was so hopeful. But I didn't love him. I had to follow my heart but…
I saw the sign, I know I did from Dior; it was butterfly, her favorite color too, just a plain brown.
She had always referred me as her little butterfly.
"Please, Dior, sometimes I cannot stand the man!"
I heard her voice from the butterfly as it landed upon Apollo's Lyre.
"Dear Child, he cares about you, and will take care of you until the end." I hear that chime -like voice and know its Dior.
"But I don't love him." I protested
"You must learn to let that love go and move on…what have I always taught you?" she asked me.
"I can't…."I pleaded.
"Does he mean that much to you?" Her question
"Yes…and no. Oh, Dior help me."
"The choice is yours, my little butterfly."
"I can't do this by myself…I'm not ready; I'm too young for this. I'm only sixteen!"
The sweet butterfly began to sing, in my nanny's comforting voice.
Your little hands wrapped around my finger
And it's so quiet in the world tonight
Your little eyelids flutter 'cause you're dreaming
So I tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light
To you, everything's funny
You got nothing to regret
I'd give all I have, honey
If you could stay like that
Oh, darling, don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
Just stay this little
Oh, darling, don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
It could stay this simple
I won't let nobody hurt you
Won't let no one break your heart
No, no one will desert you
Just try to never grow up, never grow up
At 16, there's just so much you can't do
And you can't wait to move out someday and call your own shots
Remember that I'm getting older, too
And don't lose the way that you dance around
Oh, darling, don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
Just stay this little
Oh, darling, don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
It could stay this simple
No one's ever burned you
Nothing's ever left you scarred
And even though you want to
Just try to never grow up
Take pictures in your mind of your childhood room
Memorize what it sounded like when I got home
Remember the footsteps, remember the words said
And all your favorite songs
Then I sang
I just realized everything I have
Is someday gonna be gone
So here I am in my new apartment
In a big city, they just dropped me off
It's so much colder than I thought it would be
So I tuck myself in and turn my night light on
Wish I'd never grown up
I wish I'd never grown up
Oh, I don't wanna grow up, wish I'd never grown up
Could still be little
Oh, I don't wanna grow up, wish I'd never grown up
It could still be simple
Dior sang
Oh, darling, don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
Just stay this little
Oh, darling, don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
It could stay this simple
Won't let nobody hurt you
Won't let no one break your heart
And even through to you want to
Please try to never grow up
Don't you ever grow up
(Never grow up)
Just never grow up
I sighed, oh how I missed Dior singing to me…
"You're definitely not a child anymore Faye, I married Lamar at fifteen." She said and before I could respond she silences me.
"You can Faye, and whatever choice you make I will always be here with you."
"I must say goodbye now, Faye."
"Wait! Dior!"
"What is it my little butterfly?"
"I wanted to tell you…"
"Yes, my child?"
"I love you; you are the mother I never had, thank you for everything."
The voice softened and I heard a sob
"I love you too, my little butterfly, now you are a young woman a mother can be proud of. I couldn't ask for a better daughter…"
I began to tear up as I saw the butterfly fly away. No. Please. Don't leave me!
I finally grasp back reality.
I see that Destrey is still waiting for an answer.
I take a deep breath and respond to his offer.
"I'm sorry Destrey, I cannot."
Erik POV
I regretted it. The pieces of glass that I had shattered all that long time ago was now put back into place. But it would never be the same in my sweet Faye's pretty, little hands. My hands were scarred and I didn't care. It wasn't that painful anyway. I deserved every bit of blood drawn from the glass. It wouldn't match the pain to my precious Faye. The pain I made her endure all this time, will soon come to an end.
The wedding dress was almost done. It was almost perfection. It was almost time.
Then it would be time. To get her back. She would be mine. Nothing would stop this plan. Nothing.
Faye is my soul mate. She is my destiny, she is my life, and she means everything to me. I would have her back and I will finally have a wife who loves me for who I am and I will never be lonely ever again.
I was so excited!
It was almost time to steal my Faye's heart back to me.
It was so close now, the dress was finished. This masterpiece would look unbelievably exquisite on Faye.
It was time to get her back.
She would be mine!
If anyone wants to know what the dress looks like, it's my avatar. It's the perfect dress for Faye, I think. Thanks for reading! Please Review, they make me happy! :)
I want to give a big thank you to FunnyGirl00. That was so nice of you to do that on your story. Her story, Prisoners of Love, is amazing. I highly recommend it.
Song: Never Grow Up: Taylor Swift, I edited it a little to go along with the story.