Me: Hello again folks! I just couldn´t resist posting this new Chapter of Guiding Light so here you go. Also Erik made me do it!
Erik: O.o I did no such thing!
Me: -_-´´ Erik some times I wonder if you had any humor in your system!
Erik: I do but I like to be calm collective and cool
Me: Well you are all that and much more now hope you guys and gals like the chapter and please comment and review the story! Enjoy!
Elena P.O.V
(Two months later, Elena's first performance)
But promise me that some time
You will think of me!
I heard the crowd clap wildly and for me. That was my second time that night singing "Think of Me" and it was quite exciting. I never expected to perform an encore, yet I should have known Erik's teachings would get me to this.
Flashback
"Erik I know you said not to question your teaching methods, but this is ridiculous!" I said as I hung my head from the edge of the bed.
"Elena, this will enhance your diaphragm's potential power. Now try to sing the last line of Think of Me," Erik commanded.
You will think of me!
"Wow! You were right; I held the note a lot longer than usual," I said while blushing a bit.
"I knew you would. Now my dear, will you trust my teaching no matter how far stretched they are?" Erik asked
"I promise I won't question you again and deny your orders."
"That's all I ever wanted…"
End of Flashback
As soon as I finished I went to my room and I was welcomed by the potent aroma of roses and many other flowers. As I got into my robe I heard a knock on the door, so I went to the door and opened it. What a surprised I had!
"Mathew!" I cried as I jumped on the man in front of me. I buried myself in his chest as he started laughing.
"Elena! I still can't believe it's you!" Mathew smiled brightly as I pulled away from the hug.
"What are you doing here?! I thought you were in London!" I said as I pulled Mathew in the room.
"I was but if you must know, I am the new patron of this very opera house! It's just that I sent a representative so I could finish my studies. However, I could not miss the first performance of the opera house. Plus, I heard your name and I needed to confirm my doubts. I must say Elena, your voice is magnificent!" Mathew said with glee.
"Mathew it's been too long… I'm sorry for not writing but I've been busy. Also, I moved out of my father's house," I stated.
"So you've been on your own? Elena, why didn't you stay! I thought he understood and accepted the reality," Mathew said puzzled.
"He does understand he actually grown to love the reality but I needed to do this. I can't depend on my father all my life!" I explained then noticed Mathew had a hand behind his back, "Mathew, what's that behind your back?"
"These are for you," Mathew said as he extended his hand and handed me a bouquet of red and pink roses with one white rose in the middle.
"Mathew, they are beautiful!"
"In the language of the flowers red and pink flowers mean love and appreciation, while the white rose means worthy of heaven or pureness. They are also 10 roses in total which means you're perfect, and that my dear Elena is the truth."
Just then Meg came through the door with a smile on her face and very enthusiastic.
"Elena! MY GOD YOU WERE AMAZING! I knew you'd be amazing but wow you blew me away! Oh I'm sorry I didn't know you had company," Meg whispered the last part.
"Oh don't worry Meg. Meg this is Mathew. Mathew this is Meg, she's the best ballet dancer in the whole world and my new best friend," Elena introduced them.
"Mademoiselle," Mathew bowed as he gently took possession of Meg's hand and kissed it tenderly, "it's a pleasure meeting someone as lovely and talented as you."
"Likewise monsieur, but I'm afraid Elena flatters me too much," Meg said as a blush painted her cheeks.
Then Mathew takes off quickly and then a few moments later come back with another bouquet of flowers. This one, however, was dark red roses, pink roses, and a yellow rose in the middle. Meg looked at the bouquet in awe, and then looked at Mathew.
"These are for you, mademoiselle. There are thirteen of them. I sincerely hope you know the language of flowers," Mathew stated.
"I'm afraid I don't monsieur, but I do know that yellow means envy. Why do you envy me?"
"Typically yellow is meant for envy but in my opinion it means joyfulness. Yours however has a red tip which means F.I.L. Elena can explain it to you. Anyways, it's been a pleasure to share a moment with you ladies. I hope to spend more time with you both," He winked at Meg which made her blush even more, "Goodnight ladies."
Mathew kissed my forehead and then he kissed Meg's cheek tenderly. Then he disappeared through the door. Meg then kneeled to my side and spoke frantically.
"What does it mean? Elena please, please tell me! I want to understand him! Please tell me!"
"Oh, alright! Dark red rose's means 'unconscious beauty' while pink roses mean 'admiration or romance' and 'falling in love' is the definition of the yellow rose with the red tip. Meg Giry it also looks like you have a not so secret admirer! 13 flowers mean he's secretly admiring you!" I excitedly said.
"Oh God! He's like an angel! He's so very handsome and very kind. Mathew. Even his name sounds heavenly! Elena, do you think we'll ever meet again?" Meg asked.
"Of course child! He said so himself! Meg how old are you?"
"21. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, for no particular reason. I mean Mathew is just 23 years old and is single. By the looks of it, he's interested in you." I said then I looked at the clock in my room it was late, but I knew I could visit Erik.
"Meg do you mind leaving me now, I'm rather tired from tonight."
"Alright, goodnight Elena and sweet dreams." Meg called out as she ran out the room with her flowers with delight.
I changed quickly out of my costume and slipped on my red night gown and white robe. I ran and bolted the door, then went to open the mirror. She quickly found the familiar passage to the underground lair Erik called home. When I got there I saw Erik sitting by his organ, his posture was stiff. I then knew he was mad about something, from my two months being his student I discovered most of Erik's emotions with his gestures, posture, and voice. When Erik is happy his posture is jumpy and his eyes have this child like glow, when he's sad his whole body is hunched over and his hands cover his eyes (only saw that once), when he's nervous his voice shakes a bit then he fidgets his hands, when he's frustrated he growls and puts his hands into fists… the point is I know his mood and that's that. I stepped forward and waited for him to speak. Then he stood up and grabbed my shoulders he made me shake a bit. He never has been violent with me. He barely even touched me to be exact! Erik was holding me tightly in place, not letting me move. I looked up at him and saw a fire dance in his eyes.
Oh god! What did I do to him to get him like this? I thought.
"Elena you know fully well what you did! You and that boy together!"
"His name is Mathew, Erik. There's nothing wrong with me and Mathew, we are friends Erik. It's like you and me," I reasoned. I thought that would calm him down but then again I have the worst of luck.
"Elena, I forbid you to see that boy again! Do you understand?"
"Erik, you are being ridiculous! He's my friend and that's it! Besides you are not my father to say what I can or can't do!" I exclaimed.
"I'm old enough to be your father!" Erik yelled
"I'm 26 about to be 27 Erik! You at the most have to be 31 or 32!"
"Yes, you're right… but that still makes me older and wiser in the world of light you love!"
Oh if you only knew what happened to me I thought. He kept holding me in place and I kept a defiant look at him. He sighed and let go. Then he moved to his organ again and picked up a rose.
"This is for you. You sung beautifully, Elena." He said as he gave me a simple thorn less red rose. I smiled and smelled the rose, and it was the sweetest intoxication I'd ever smelled.
"Thank you, Erik."
"Elena. Can you, that is, will you sing for me for a bit?" Erik asked tenderly.
How could I refuse him? He is my teacher and got me this far so it's the least I could do.
"Of course," I answered. He began to play but I noticed that the song had a lot of high notes and not a lot of rests. I kept up with the song but at the end of the song, I collapsed to the floor and darkness took over me.