I'm so sorry I took so long to update! I just got busy with school, I got a new boyfriend, and I completely lost my muse until I met him! Anyways, here's the first piece of the next installment!

I own nothing! I don't own The Phantom of the Opera or any of the Characters therein! I also don't own the song that is featured.

"Is there a song that doesn't have to do with such a vulgar topic?" Erik asked Sarah, and she switched the piano back to normal.

"The song is about a kid who lies to get out of all of the things he did," she smiled wistfully. "I wish I'd had this around when I was a kid."

My parents went out this afternoon,
And I was all alone.
I sure wish I'd gone with them,
Wish I'd never stayed at home.

'Cause I'm gonna be in Big Trouble
When my parents get back today.
'Cause this afternoon the monsters came
To my house to play.

There was a dragon in the kitchen,
that's why the ceiling's black.
And a vampire drank all the kool-aid,
And a witch chased off the cat.

The fly threw up some oopy goop
And that's what clogged the drain.
And the blob sat on the sofa,
And he left an awful stain.

'Cause I'm gonna be in Big Trouble
When my parents get back today.
'Cause this afternoon the monsters came
To my house to play.

Well Frankenstein wanted to play baseball.
He didn't hear a word I said,
that's how the TV died.

What happened to the table?
They're probably going to ask.
There was a big guy with a chainsaw
And a scary hockey mask.

'Cause I'm gonna be in Big Trouble
When my parents get back today.
'Cause this afternoon the monsters came
To my house to play.

Well the ghost went through the closet
He knocked the clothes all off the rack.
And the mummy ripped the
sheets up and wore them
'Cause he was starting to unwrap.

A werewolf ate all the cookies,
And then he ate the cookie jar.
And he was going to eat me, too,
So I hid behind the door.

'Cause I'm gonna be in Big Trouble
When my parents get back today.
'Cause this afternoon the monsters came
To my house to play

Yes, this afternoon the monsters came
to my house to play.

Sarah looked up at him and waited for a reaction from him, but none came. She looked around and found him gone. She stood up, stunned, and was about to run back to her room crying when she heard the unmistakable sound of people approaching.

She felt the hand clench atop her mouth before anything else happened, and then she felt a bag being tied over her head, and some rejoiced shouting coming from behind her. all around there were joyous shouts, and she could have sworn that she was being dragged away to the gymnasium again. the bag was torn off of her head, and she looked around her in shock to find that she was not inside the gym, but rather in a very fancy home.

"Hello, dear," she heard someone say, and looked down to find a group of police, as well as one tied up and gagged Cassie the Medium. "We believe it's time for the truth. Imagine our surprise when we went into investigate, sending in two paid teens as scouts and finding them dead with snapped necks. You obviously aren't the one responsible, so we'll make you a deal. Confess to killing and blackmailing the students in the high school, and we'll be letting you off with a life sentence in prison. Otherwise, you can get the death penalty."

"What in the world makes you think it was me? I've been doing everything in my power to stay out of society, and this is fucking why!" she screamed at them, furious. "I should have died that day, I almost wanted to except for the fact that my best friend sacrificed himself to save me! you've all gone stark raving yoiks! And guess what? All those times that the people got their stories wrong, that was because none of them wanted to fess up that they were all responsible!"

"For what?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"RAPING ME, YOU DUMBASS!" Sarah screamed, and all eyebrows went up. "My own brothers did nothing except jeer, laugh and mock me as those nineteen year old boys raped me when I was twelve, not even knowing the differences between boys and girls yet! I didn't want it, I thought I was dying, I wanted to die as they did it! don't you dumbasses know that rape is a form of torture, damn it?!"

"She's gone mad," one officer said shocked.

"Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder," a second said nodding. "It's completely taken over her psyche. She has no knowledge of right and wrong anymore as a result. It's impaired her knowledge of who she is and what her purpose is."

"Think we should break the news to her that she's not the phantom of the Opera in a modern day high school?"

"Probably…"

"I think not, look at her," the newest member said. "It's like being the phantom is the only thing that's kept her somewhat sane."

"She's not the phantom," a new voice said, one Sarah recognized.

"Who are you?" the cops demanded, and they heard laughter.

"Why, L.F. of course! Didn't you know that I used her attack and disappearance as a smokescreen to create my identity? Why else do you think I hid her in the school?" Erik laughed.

Sarah shook violently, shaking her head and beginning to put on an act.

"No… no… it's not true! I'm the phantom! I'm the phantom! This can't be happening! I was always the phantom! There's no way that I'm not the phantom!"

"I can assure you, little one, you were never the phantom. You were simply drunken every night and had no recollection, and so you assumed that you were the one committing the crimes that those around her were accusing you of. I merely used you as a scapegoat."

"Kill me," she murmured, and they stared at her shocked.

"What did you just say?" the first cop asked stunned.

"KILL ME!" she screamed at them, and Cassie's eyes widened as she realized what was going on. "Life isn't worth living if I'm not the phantom! JUST FUCKING KILL ME ALREADY!"

Erik stared as she began hyperventilating and pretended to pass out on the floor, and all believed her.

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