Do you like it so far? I haven't heard from some of you guys for a while. Remember baby names guys!
I have seen a few and like them but I also found my own so I am sorry if I don't pick the name you gave me but thanks for the ideas!
I donot own the Phantom of the Opera or the song that I put in this chapter. It's an old song that's from like 1838.
The Night Before Emily's Departure
I sighed and sat up in bed, a week had passed so quickly but I knew this was for the best. I starred at the bump beginning to form on my stomach. I knew it would take some time but I just wanted to cradle a newborn in my arms already.
I lay back down and thought of Erik. Would he be able to control his temper by the time the baby was born? I stared into the dark and thought about what my baby would look like. No matter what I would love to see Erik's blue eyes and perhaps my brown hair.
I sighed and turned on my side. "Erik I miss you." I said lightly as I fell back asleep.
I woke up the next morning to Madame Giry's footsteps I sat up as she entered the room. "You were going to Rouen?" She questioned me.
"Yes why?" She sat on the bed next to me.
"A messenger said the canceled the carriage. The horse broke its leg and no other carriages are available until tomorrow."
I sighed and put my hand on my head. "One more day couldn't hurt."
Erik's POV
Even though it was still early I waited outside the house. I tried to keep hidden in what little darkness there was. Madame Giry finally stepped out and started on her way to work. I went to the door and tried the handle. It was locked
I grabbed a women's hair pin and stuck it in the lock. After many years I found that it is one of the best things to use to unlock doors, besides a key. I slowly entered and heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I hid in the shadows of the not yet lit house.
Round her neck she wore a yellow ribbon,
She wore it in the winter,
And the merry month of May,
When asked: Why the yellow ribbon?
She said: It's for my lover who is far, far away.
Far away, far away, far away, far away,
She said: It's for my lover, who is far, far away.
At first she was quiet but her song soon grew louder. I knew this song it was one so simple yet she sang it with such beauty that my jaw dropped.
When, at first, she met a handsome young man,
He wasn't sure her heart was pure,
Her eyes were far too bold,
So, round her neck,
He tied a yellow ribbon,
'Cause it matched her hair of gold.
He tied a yellow ribbon,
For her eyes were far too bold,
If, perchance, you spy a lovely maiden.
And round her neck there is a yellow ribbon,
No matter how you love her,
Please stay far, far away.
Far away, far away, far away, far away,
No matter how you love her,
Please stay far, far away,
Far away, far away, far away, far away,
Her love is for another,
So stay far, far away,
Far, far away,
Far, far away,
For her lover who is far, far away.
I tried to keep myself hidden even though I wanted nothing more than to praise her. She was now sitting on a chair in the dark parlor. She left all the windows shut and I heard her begin to sob. But why?
"Oh Erik!" She shouted I jump thinking I was discovered but figuring out I wasn't at her next words. "I miss you so much." She thought aloud. "I'm sorry for everything it's not your fault! I shouldn't have left with Christophe. I'm sorry," She sobbed.
At that moment I wanted nothing but to hold her in my arms, but I didn't know how she would react to my presence. She had come here to get away from me not for me to chase her down. "Erik, I love you and want nothing more to be in your arms. But," She paused. "Your temper scares me! I-I thought you were going to kill me!" She shouted.
My heart broke. She thought I was a monster. She felt like I was going to k-kill her! "I could never do such a thing!" I shouted without thinking. She screamed for a moment and looked around.
"Erik! God what are you doing here!" She shouted angrily. "How did you know I was here? How long were you listening to me!? Go, you shouldn't be here!" My heart was utterly broken.
"As you wish mon Ange." I said calmly stepping out of the kitchen and toward the door.
"Erik! Wait!" She yelled practically throwing herself at me. I stumbled back and ran into the wall. "Oh I'm sorry." She said detaching her arms from around my neck.
"Don't be." Be I said picking her up and spinning her around. She giggled then frowned when I set her down.
"I could kill you!" She yelled anger burning in her eyes. By this point I was utterly confused. "I told you not to come find me unless you anger is dealt with!" She balled her hands into fists and stared at me.
"Mon Ange!" I said surprised at her tone. "I have my anger dealt with. You are the one who is yelling at me! You have every right to, yet your mood swings are not fair!" I gave a childish pout and her hands loosened.
"Erik I'm so sorry! This baby makes me so, so." She grunted in frustration. I walked over to her and gave her a comforting hug. To my surprise she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me.
"Oh god!" She yelled. "What am I doing?!" she broke away from me and went to the couch. After a minute of staring at me because I wasn't sure what to do, she broke down. I went to the couch and sat next to her. Her head shot up and looked at me.
"Swear to me your anger is under control!" She looked upset and wanted the truth.
"I swear! My anger will never get in the way of things." She looked at me and jabbed my side. God her mood swings were worse than mine.
"You're lying!" she said playfully. I looked at her questioningly. "You still have you anger. You can only use it when." She said putting a finger in the air. "You are trying to protect me or the baby. If you ever strike me like that again!"
I felt my heart sink with regret. "I will leave and never come back to you."
"I understand." She smiled and pressed her lips against mine. She put head in her hands and thought aloud. "Great what am I going to do?" I stroked her back and she looked up. "Erik I have to tell you something."
"What is it Cherie?" I asked as she lay her head on a pillow. I hummed softly to her as she began to close her eyes.
"It can wait." She murdered. I picked her up bridal stile and walked up the stairs. I looked down the hallway and saw a door half opened I walked in and saw a picture of Miss Giry. I looked at the bed and placed Emily in it. She sighed as I slipped my arm away.
"I'll be back soon my sweet." I said as I slipped out of the room and down the stairs.
Man first he has horrible mood swings then she does! He is right though her's are worse. Please review! I think I got what bay name I want but I'm not telling you. Yet. XD