And here is another chapter my lovely followers! I hoped you liked the last chapter! And thank you all for the reviews! You guys encourage me to write more often and update faster, and of course staying on top of homework. School is hard but I'm getting a few days off, so a vacation! I will write and update as much as I can during that, which is in two weeks, but oh well! :) On with the story!
Half frozen and wide awake Christine rose, jumped into her socks, and wrapped Erik's robe around her. 'It's even colder in here than yesterday!" She thought while she pressed her lips together trying to stop her teeth from chattering. Slowly opening the bedroom door she tiptoed to the living room, only to be greeted by Erik, who was making a fire in the wood stove he had. She didn't want to disturb him from lighting a fire, but she couldn't help smiling when he struggled to keep the flame burning.
After a few minutes the cold seemed to be all around her, pressing in. Finally she couldn't take it anymore and shifted her weight, her teeth nearly chattering. She really didn't want Erik to see her, because she never looked like a beauty queen in the mornings. But the floor creaked and Erik whipped around to see her. She could feel her face grow warm with embarrassment. But he greeted her with a warm smile, because to him she was always beautiful.
"Good morning Christine. How did you sleep?" He asked turning back to the fire. She walked closer to the wood stove, which was already slightly warm and felt like Heaven to her frozen body. "It was... Cold." She answered shivering again. Erik snickered, "Oh course it was cold! For some reason I think the heating system broke or froze during the night. But I swear I turned the heat on. But, now at least we have some heat." He said while gesturing to the fire. Christine shivered again, Erik noticed right away. "Are you okay? You should come right here near the fire." He said while patting the carpeting next to him.
Christine shuffled forward and plopped right down next to him. "I hate being cold..." She muttered as she leaned against his shoulder. Erik could feel his cheeks grow warm, but he hesitantly put his arm around her shoulders. She invitingly snuggled against him, "Erik, I had a weird dream last night..." She said as she watched the flames lick over the sticks and branches that he had put in there for kindling. This got his attention, all feeling of warmness were gone. He felt like someone had hosed him down with ice cold water, he got sudden goosebumps. "What was this dream about?" He asked timidly.
She shrugged, "It probably doesn't matter. It's just a dream right?" She said while giving him a nervous smile. Erik didn't want to leave the subject just like that. "Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?" He asked, Christine kind of shrugged again. "Well... Iw as in this dark cavern... In this white dress... And I was... Singing?" She answered questioningly. 'Oh God...' Erik thought, "Um, well... What were you singing?" He asked, hoping that these questions wouldn't arouse suspicion, but Christine just shrugged again, "Well, I was walking into a lake, and singing to some man... The words I was singing went like this, 'Pitiful creature of darkness... What kind of life have you known? God give me courage to show you, you are not alone!' It was kind of weird..." She replied.
Erik's head spun, this was too crazy! "Um... Could you see this man's face? Do you know what he looked like?" He asked, pressing the matter. Christine just looked at him, "Why do you want to know? I mean I'll tell you, but I just think this is kind of weird why your so interested in my dream..." She trailed off. His Azure gaze never wavered from hers, why was he so tempting?! Christine shook her head before sitting up. Erik couldn't help but feel slightly hurt, mostly because he probably weirded her out. "Never mind..." He murmured. How badly he wanted her to stay, snuggled up to him and tired, but now he ruined that chance.
Christine looked at him sideways, "Well... I couldn't see the man's face. The only thing I could hear was his voice... It even kind of sounded... Um, never mind." She said after a few seconds pause. Erik couldn't believe his ears! It seemed as though that she had the same exact dream as him only from her perspective. He wondered what she felt, saw, heard. But since she didn't exactly seem like sharing any more, he decided not to push it."Are you hungry?" He asked, trying to change the subject to something else. At that moment Christine's stomach grumbled, "Um, yeah... I kind of am actually." She said, her cheeks flushing. Erik couldn't help but smile, "Well, let's get you something to eat then shall we?" He asked while getting up and offering her his hand. Christine gladly took it, "Well, being a gentlemen now are we?" She teased as he led her to the kitchen.
"Now... What shall we do now?" Christine asked Erik as they finished their oh so healthy meal of toast and hot chocolate. "I don't know... But it looks like we're still stuck here for a while." Erik said as he gazed out the window at the piling snow. It was coming down hard now, and he only had enough firewood for a couple of days... Unless he could get outside to collect more without getting completely overwhelmed by the winds, the storm, the biting cold. But he didn't think that Christine would be here for that long, because now snow storm could last that long right? He was pulled from his reverie when Christine started to mumble something. "Pardon?" He asked as he focused on her, Christine just smiled. "I said, 'Wow... It's really coming down hard now...' That's all." She said.
"I know... I hope it doesn't last too long though. I only have enough firewood in here to last us about three days." He replied. Christine raked her fingers through her hair, 'What should I say now? Why is it getting so difficult just to talk to him, let alone hold a conversation with him? And... How am I going to get home?' The thoughts raced through her mind as she stirred what was left of her hot chocolate around in her cup.
Erik on the other hand though didn't mind if she stayed longer, he liked spending time with her. They really haven't talked ever since last year... 'I should probably ask her about her trip around the world... Or more about why she loves the snow so much.' He thought, grabbing at what he could talk about with her. "Um... Christine?" He asked, he watched in wonderment as her spiral curls fluttered around and then settled when she turned her head towards him. "Yeah Erik?" She responded. "Um... I was wondering if you would want to tell me about your trip around the world last year." He asked politely. Her smiled brightened, oh how she has been waiting for this moment!
"Oh, I had the best time! I went to China, Japan, India, South Africa, Paris France, Jamaica, and Australia. Oh, it was so much fun! I got to ride elephants in India, had sushi for the first time in Japan, petted a Panda in China, got chased by wild elephants in the tourist jeep in South Africa, Swimming with dolphins in Jamaica, that was so much fun! And in Paris I went to the Paris Opera House! It was amazing! I got to see the Opera Hannibal, and, it was just, AMAZING!" She yelled while throwing up her hands in the air laughing. Erik couldn't suppress a smile, if he could name one thing about her that he adored, it was her childish joy and wonderment of the world. She always managed to see the beauty of it, and was so innocent of the bad part of it.
"I'm glad that you had a great time." He said as he took a swig of the last of his hot chocolate. "Yeah... But to be honest I wish I had my best friend with me, you." She said quietly. "It just would have been more fun." She added quickly, but Erik thought other of it. "Yeah, well, I missed you. It's been a while since I have actually seen you and have actually had an actual conversation." He told her truthfully. Christine turned her head so that he couldn't see her face, and the brilliant scarlet blush that was painted onto her face. "Yeah... Same here. I've missed our time together." She admitted.
"Oh... And may I ask just one more question?" Erik asked once more. Christine nodded, "Sure." Erik took a deep breath, "A couple of days ago you said you loved snow, you've always said that but, I want to know why. You haven't exactly shared that with me yet." He said. Christine just smiled at him, "It's perfectly fine to ask me, well, I love snow because it's beautiful, cold, nice, and romantic sometimes..." She said, the firelight danced in her eyes, "I've always loved snow though, to me, I think it represents what is to come and what will come, and it just has to happen randomly, wherever the wind blows it comes to me. And it seems to tell me it's secrets with just it's beauty. It's a secret that needs to be unlocked and it's been an enigma how to. But in time, I know the key to this answer will come." She continued, while staring at the glowing embers of the fire.
Erik nodded, the answer was logical, and if you knew Christine, this was just the kind of thing she would love. Christine seemed so lovely right now, she was in her leggings and his T-Shirt, and wrapped in his red satin robe. 'She's so beautiful. But, she would never love me...' He thought while Unconsciously touching his mask. Christine rolled her eyes again, "Erik, hey, stop touching your face, nothing is wrong with it!" She scolded, Erik couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, well, sorry. It's a habit." He said. 'Lame excuse.' He thought when Christine gasped. "Christine! What's wrong?!" He asked. Christine turned to him wide-eyed, "Erik... In two days is Christmas... I have to visit my family by then! If this storm won't let up I won't be able to go!" She gasped. Erik could've slapped himself, he'd forgotten all about Christmas and Christine's plans. What was he going to do now?
Alright guys! That's it for now! I'm sorry that I took a while to update, anyways, reviews are love and thank you for reading! :)