Under The Spell Of A Phantom.
Four: Thoughts
What am I doing?
Once more, a beautiful woman is in my arms and I'm taking her away from the light to sleep in my darkness.
Flashbacks of her appear in my torrtured mind, I shake them aside for now.
As I place Ruby on the bed, I study her more carefully.
She sleeps so peacefully yet a deep frown is across her face.
Her deep, heavy breathing pulls me to shut my eyes and let slumber succumb to my tired body.
The rise and fall of her chest is slow and peaceful, her breasts are round and perhaps still growing.
I tear my eyes away from that area, growling under my breath that I even stared at them like that.
Turning my heel, I head back to the organ and lightly play a quiet tune to relax my tense muscles.
Ah music, the one true thing that embraces me with the melodies I create from my genius mind.
I think back when my eyes fell on the beautiful creature that all the sudden appeared in my rooms.
Singing a song that I remembered from the dark days of Paris, I wasn't expecting anyone until she came.
Sure, she wasn't a angel unlike her but there was something about Ruby that captured me greatly.
Her hair was tied in what looked to be a very tight bun though there were strands breaking free from it's reigns.
The dress she wore was blue and hugged every inch of her not so petite body.
But it was her eyes that pulled me in, those blue pools that never seemed to leave mine.
I could see the great distress that I was giving her, showing signs that she was in love with me at first sight.
Impossiable!
No woman on this cruel planet could ever love or adore me, it just simply wasn't done.
So why was I strangely taken by this woman?
She broke that silent moment between us that made me snap out of those forbidden thoughts.
Anger soon replaced them, I didn't want anyone her especially her.
When I came towards the woman, she backed away only to fall on the ground with fear running wild in her eyes.
Too many times I've scared or frightened men or women because of what lay behind my mask but she was afraid of my rising temper.
Once she said that she would leave, all the sudden my rage just disappeared replacing it with that calm demeanor from before.
Offering my hand to her, she looked at it then to me.
Soon when she placed hers into mine, I couldn't deny how they joined together so perfectly.
Electric shots of shivers ran all over my body, no-one not even her strangely made me feel this way.
Once again shaking away my questioning thoughts, I pulled her up from the floor and led her back to the room.
Letting go of her hand as we reached the organ, I sat down and began to play a song I had just written this afternoon.
Turning my head to look at her, I smiled of how in awe she was of my masterful playing.
I went back to focus on the music, the faint sound of her humming made me begining singing once more.
Feeling her warm hand touch my shoulder, I didn't bulk or stop what I was doing.
In fact, it made the song and the melody stronger like it was alive all around us.
I wondered if I could teach her with my music, bring out the inner singer inside of her if that was her passion.
What am I thinking?
I already did that with her and look where it left me, a broken heart and a man on the run from my childhood home.
As the song came to a end, I held the note on a little longer while playing the final parts of the music.
Silence fell over us, only I could hear the never ending echo of the melody.
Standing up and turning to her, those eyes instanly hitting mine.
My God, she is so beautiful under the candle's golden glow!
But three little words made my world turn upside down.
"Who are you?" She asks with such curiousity.
I knew then that I couldn't see this woman ever again, the risk was too dangerous to capture another young woman who is barely out of her teens and be forever with me.
Seeing her deep disappointment didn't change my mind.
I offered my hand, it was time to take her back to the ball.
She took it and I guided her down the dark pathway.
Up the long and winding staircase, not a word being said.
But once we arrived, the place was empty and deathly silent.
I cursed under my breath in French, enough for her to hear it and be shocked.
Turning around, I sternly told her that it was only her here but she inculded me as well.
Stunned at this, my rage came out once more threatening that she could never tell anyone about me.
She simply nodded her head though I could see the fear rising in her eyes.
With a bow, I bade my farewell with a kiss on her hand.
Then she told me her name: Ruby.
It echoed my mind over and over again, four letters just like mine.
I repeated my farewell to her and began to walk away until she asked me that damn question once more.
Seemed fair for her to say her name though bouts of fear bubbled in my stomach.
Once I said my name, I carried on without pausing to hear her reaction.
Hearing her faint footsteps echo made me lift a small smile, it's a shame I could never know her but I was doing the right thing.
Suddenly, a loud bang froze my blood.
Turning around, I ran so fast to find Ruby collasped on the floor.
I could've walked away, leave her for anyone else to find her.
But I gathered her in my arms and headed back to my rooms.
Lifting my hands off the keyboard, I stood and went to check on Ruby.
She laid on her right side, a blissful smile now replaced that frightening frown.
Grabbing a chair, I sat down and watched her until my eyes grew heavily.
I soon fell asleep, at long last having a long and peaceful sleep that I havent' had for years.
