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Love Story	By : PeterH Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > AU/AR Views: 2962 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter ten: Monster?

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Days went by and Erik and Christine’s love increased though neither of them had admitted to being in love with the other. They were both waiting for the other to say it; but Erik was the most eager to hear Christine say that she loved him probably because there were only two people that had ever loved Erik. Erik’s mother, Rosemary, and Erik’s adoptive father Nadir Khan. Erik only knew his mother for five years until she died, but he had a fond and great memory of her and he loved her dearly. Erik hated his real father, Gabriel. Gabriel through Erik out of the house before Rosemary’s body was even cold.
Rosemary died of a fever and Erik never left her side. He begged and prayed to god to save his mother’s life but no one seemed to listen. The maids in the house were heart broken to see such a sweet little boy losing his mother, to Gabriel it was his ticket to freedom. After Erik was born Gabriel didn’t want anymore children with Rosemary. He said she was cursed and “poisoned fruits” and he even refused to believe that Erik was his own child. But Gabriel kept Rosemary and Erik in the house because if he had thrown them both out on the streets it would affect his social life in society greatly.

Gabriel and Rosemary never had anymore children together, but Gabriel had taken two mistresses and had three bastard children, two girls and one boy. The three other children lived in the house with Gabriel and Rosemary but were never allowed to play with Erik. Once the youngest daughter was caught playing house with Erik and she was beaten so badly by her father that she walked with a limp for almost a year. Erik blamed himself every time his mother was beaten by his father and every time his half siblings were beaten for playing with him.

But when Rosemary got the fever Gabriel counted the days until she’d die and until he could throw the little bastard named Erik. Gabriel always hated Erik for his name as well. Rosemary named Erik after her father who Gabriel hated passionately. Erik was found a day after he was kicked out of his home by Nadir Khan who was visiting Paris. Nadir took Erik in and Erik told Nadir his story and begged for the man to believe him. Nadir did. Nadir then went to Erik’s old home and after a few hours Nadir came out with Rosemary’s possessions and even her body. Nadir paid for the burial and brought Erik with him to the funeral.

Nadir told Rosemary’s family he was taken Erik back to Persia with him and that he would keep them informed of Erik health, studies etc. But after Nadir died the letters stopped and Erik faked his own death and changed his last name to Orion. And even after all those years Erik wore a mask. He wore a mask even when he was at home, except around his mother. Nadir didn’t care about Erik’s face but Erik cared. Nadir had a special type of leather mask made just for Erik that covered only the right side of Erik’s face.

Erik never believed any woman would ever come to find him attractive but over the years Erik had found that he drew many young women his way and he soon became a very experienced lover and soon many women were almost begging him to take them to his bed and teach them the art of love and passion.

As Erik starred at the beautiful young woman sleeping by his side, exhausted from their previous round of love making, he wondered how he had gone living for so long with out her near him and with him. Erik closed his eyes and tried to fall into another pleasant slumber. As Erik’s eyes closed Christine’s opened. She sat up and glanced over at Erik; he looked so much different when he was asleep. When he was awake, even when they were making love, he always he seemed dominate and superior. But when he was asleep he seemed like the most harmless person in the entire world.

Christine sat up and moved closer to him and traced the outline of his jaw and then she just starred at him. His mask; she still wondered why he wore it. Christine knew of people who wore such things to hide secrets and to hide things they didn’t want people to see. To hide things they were afraid of. But Christine couldn’t see Erik being afraid of anything. It just didn’t seem like him to be afraid, it didn’t suit his character. Christine leaned over and whispered into Erik’s ear, “I love you.”

And suddenly she pulled his mask from his face. Erik’s eyes were open and afire before Christine had a chance to take in a single breath. The sight before her terrified her. The right side of his face didn’t even look like a face. It looked like someone had taken a red hot poker and dragged it along his face. His eye looked as though it was ready to fall out and the scarring looked oh so painful. Christine had never seen such a deformity. But Erik’s rage was now the matter at hand.

Erik grabbed Christine’s small delicate wrists after replacing his mask and dragged her nude body from the bed and against him. Christine could barely stand she was shaking so badly. Erik eyes were ablaze. He looked like the Devil himself come to kill Christine; or worse. “You FUCKING chit!” Erik roared at her. Christine whimpered as he tightened his grip on her wrists. “Who do you think you are? Who? Who gave you the right to look upon my face! You promised me…you promised me you would never look!” Erik yelled at her before throwing her to the ground.

Erik kicked over a chair yelled profanities and cursed her. Erik stormed back over to Christine when he saw her trying to crawl away. He pulled her up by her hair and slapped her across the face and threw her onto the bed. “You’re not going anywhere!” Erik shouted at her. Christine curled up into a little ball and held her sore face and cried out for him to leave her alone. Her head and face hurt from his abuse and she feared he would beat her, kill her and she was most afraid of him raping her in anger. Erik walked over to her and just looked her in the eye. “Curse you…damn you.” Erik hissed through clenched teeth before he stormed away from her.

Christine watched as he dressed himself and quickly before leaving the bedroom and leaving Christine in a crying heaping mess.
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