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Chapter 6

Sobs and Screams

Ella dances on pointe for many hours, but she is not very good today. She just can't focus. Erik hasn't visited her, talked to her, or sent her any letters for almost three weeks. She is seriously upset and just wonders why. When the dance is finished, she stop stiff and stares at the floor with a blank expression. Meg sees she is upset so she creeps over to her. "Are you okay, Ellie?" Ella shoots her head up, fire burning in her eyes. "Can't you just call me Ella?! Is it that hard? Ellie is not my name! Okay?!" Meg stares at her, tearing burning at the corners of her eyes. But she just picks her head and perks out her chest. She sighs and sniffs.

"I see that you are upset, and I was just trying to help. But I can also tell that you don't want any help. I am sorry I bothered you, mademoiselle." She walks away confidently and Ella instantly regrets what she just did. She wants to run after her, but she doesn't want to talk about Erik with her.

She also starts to feel tears in her eyes, but holds them back. Oh God, what did I do? She can't even call me any variation of my name. She called me 'mademoiselle'. Well, there goes my only friend. She sighs, and notices all the other ballerinas are walking off stage. Oh, rehearsal must be over. She follows all the other girls out. But then Madame Giry comes up to her and says, "Ella, I need to talk to you in my office, please." She nods, but she feels very worried.

They walk down a series of hallways before they get to her office. Madame Giry opens the door and motions for Ella to go in. She does and Madame Giry follows. Ella sees that she locks a bunch of locks on her door and instantly gets worried. She motions for her to sit down on a seat and she does. Madame Giry sits across from her.

"I have noticed that your performed has dropped a lot in the past month, Ella. I am concerned. Is everything alright?"

"Everything is fine."

Madame Giry shakes her head. "What did he do?"

"What do wh-"

"Ella, you know who I mean."

She sighs and looks up at her. "He has been ignoring me for the past three weeks. I don't even know what I did. I want to talk to him, but I am scared."

"Heh. You should be scared. It's Erik we are talking about." Ella tries to laugh, but she just can't. But she doesn't think Madame Giry is wrong. He does scare her. "But Ella," she continues, "I want you stay away from him. He is too dangerous. Have you heard the story of Christine Daee?"

"Of course I have! Who hasn't around here?!

"Good. So you know how dangerous he is?"

"I thought you were friends with him?"

"I wouldn't use the word 'friends.' I just know him and helped him. That's all."

Ella sighs. "But, Madame Giry, he isn't dangerous. He can be very caring and wonderful. And his voice just filled my spirit. I can't get it out of my head."

"That's exactly what Christine said, and now look where she is. Ella, if you see him, just be careful. I don't want anyone else to get hurt…or killed." She mumbles the last part, but Ella still hears.

She nods. "Well, I must go. I should…go practice."

Madame Giry nods back. Ella gets up and unlocks all the locks on the doors and slips out swiftly.

"Phew. Geez that was-"she bumps into a man. She realizes its Charley. She instantly feels rage and annoyance, but puts on a fake smile. "Oh, hello, Ella!"

"Hi…" she manages to mumble. But she keeps looking into his eyes and feels even more anger and fright. He has something to do with Erik. She thinks. But I can't ask him about it. I just wish I could ask Erik. Charley snaps her out of it when he says, "Ella?! Are you okay?" she snaps out of it and puts that plastic smile back. "Fine! I'm fine. Listen, I have to go. I will talk to you later." Then she scampers off to her dressing room.

She flops down onto her bed when she gets into her room. She doesn't know if she wants to scream or cry. So she decides to do both. She lets the fast tears roll down her face and onto her dress. Then she picks up her pillow and puts her face in it and lets out a loud and long scream. She takes her face out of the pillow and lets out her loud sobs. "I am so stressed and depressed out Erik. Then I have Madame Giry all over me about it. Of course, then there is Charley hiding all of these secrets and I know he knows something about Erik not talking to me." She sighs after talking to herself. She peers over at the mirror and the runs over to it. She pries it open and runs down the many staircases.

When she gets down to the lair, she sees Erik's back at his organ. She doesn't want to walk up to him, so she just talks from where she is.

"What did I ever do to you?!" Erik flinches at her scream, but doesn't turn around. "I didn't do anything! All of a sudden you just stop talking to me! Not even a letter!" She lets out another sob before continuing. "Now, you're probably just ignoring me, but I have a feeling that Charley has something to do with this. If I am wrong, then I am sorry. I just need an answer, Erik." She shrugs, waiting for him to turn around. She almost leaves but then Erik turns around.

Ella gasps at what she sees.