Chapter 4

As her left arm stretched forth she pressed the tips of her finger to his mask feeling for its edge, his arm grasped hold of her wrist and let her hand glide swiftly down his mask and to his neck as he pressed her hand on his shoulder, his hand encompassed hers now, drawing her closely pressed to him.

His golden eyes pierced out at her, she flew up her other arm as to escape his grasp or anything to escape. He quickly caught her hand, and turned their bodies around as he pushed her into the wall. "What Are You Thinking!!" he bellowed nearly out of breath. "Show Me What You're Hiding!!". After that being said he threw her to the ground as if repulsed by what she had said.

Now circling her like a hawk. " You little Brat ...how dare you , how dare you, do you understand anything. You will never see my face, and that was your first and last attempt do you understand?!".

Seeing that only sobs escaped her mouth as she lay on the floor. He paced out of the room with Hidden shame.

"I have to get out of here, ohh I don't have anywhere to go, yes that's right". As she sobbed she pressed herself up and gaining her composure. She silently crept to the front door, well she was hoping that was the one. She had to admit the house was very spacious and large, and Very Easy to get lost in. as I opened the door I found there was more darkness and to my surprise it was even colder then the house. I wanted to sink next to the wall and cry even more knowing I couldn't leave. Had no light and as beautiful as the dress was I would freeze to death.

When I turned around I was met with a white shirt and a black tuxedo, I didn't even need to look up to his face to know who it was but I did want to see the expression on his face. Almost sure it would be enraged anger. But since the hall was so dark I could hardly see him let alone the expression on his face.

Slowly stepping back farther and farther, not even noticing that I was already out side of the house. Erik held out his Gloved hand out to me without a single word.

I stared at it in the dark silently debating on weather to take his hand or not. "As if I really have a choice, he could do what ever he wants to me and no one would even know, I don't even know If I have anyone that would even care. Well I'm only prolonging the inevitable". He started to step closer to me, the moved like a cat slinking around knowing something everyone else did not, movement was like words, words that I could only hope to understand.

I wanted to turn and run, I told myself to refuse him don't take his hand. I stepped forward cautiously. He looked frozen. He didn't move at as I started toward him all he did was stare at me, His eyes glowing golden, and they where beautiful like the light in the darkness.

Lost in his eyes I stepped forward again one step at a time as I drew closer my steps got shorter and shorter. He still held his hand out to me invitingly as the other rest at his side. Now close enough to hold his hand I reached mine out lake way still wavering on what to do. Unfortunately he made my decision for me and like a flash grabbed my hand in his gently turning around leading me back into the house but his eyes never left me and mine were lost with wonder in his. Slowly Back through the dark hall, slowly back to the dimly lit room.

Finally to a wooden red cherry chair across from the organ and in front of the grand piano as I sat down, he still held my hand and looked into my eyes. Then I realized I knew him and he knew me the real us an understanding of. Confusion , hurt, anger, love, loneliness, sadness. An emotion of Our world and no one else's.

He let go of my hand, and walked to the piano. He sat down at the bench and began to play a melancholy song and joined into it singing with more emotion than I had ever heard. Tears started to softly trickle down my checks. I wanted to look away before he could see. When I noticed that tears were rolling down his cheeks too. I stood up and walked to the piano bench sitting down next to Erik. My face close to his I stared at him pleadingly I didn't know why a plead was all that came to me what for I had no idea. He looked back at me and still sang. Singing for me.

When the melody came to an end we sat and stared. I slightly opened my mouth to say something. Nothing came out, Erik gently lifted his finger to his lips and a faint "shhh…" came out. He reached for my hand, which rest in my lap. We stood from the bench; he pulled me close to him we were merely and inch apart if that. He slid my hand onto his shoulder. And took the other in his hand, I don't know why, or if I ever will know, but it just felt Right. We slowly started to dance in each other's arms. And our first "comfortable" silence came excluding his peaceful humming.

We danced forever, although it only seemed like a few minutes. When we stopped he wrapped his other hand around my waist and clasped his hands together…holding me. And my arms rest on his. We gazed at each other happy by each brace. When finally I rested my cheek to his chest I could feel and hear his heart beating, him breathing. Even more time had past, it could have been night for all I knew.

But it was have been, when we finally let each other go, he carefully lifted me in his arms and took me up the scarlet, carpeted stairs. He took me through the hall and stood at a door. He let his face graze through my golden locks till he found his cheek next to mine warmth penetrated through our skin. We were cheek to cheek until I felt his lips. He placed me in front of the door. Slightly tipped his head and turned to walk away. I watched him walk down the dark hall till I could no longer see him. Then turning my attention towards the door. When I walked in it was dimly lit by a dying fire. Which

Obviously was lit earlier I scanned the room when a glint of silver caught my eye I crept over it, to find its purpose. Realizing that it was a vent. Which happened to be right over the room I had just left from. Right next to the front door, when it hit me that Erik was in this room earlier preparing it for me explaining the dying fire, when we could clearly hear and see me get up and make way for an escape. It was no wonder that the fire was dying. For we danced the day and night away I knew it was late and did not want to play detective any more, I didn't care. I opened the wardrobe to find a nightgown to change into. And quickly dug my way into the comfortable bed. I lay in thoughts; of my first day with Erik it had been amazing I have never felt so much emotion for someone in my whole lifetime. And now all the emotion of one lifetime had been compressed into one day a felt like I …Like I love him but how could that be I barely have known him for three days at the most. And what about the way he treated me earlier, I never want to face that again and I don't want to be alone again. I drifted asleep in wonder of what would happen tomorrow and what had happened to day.