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Born Ugly: book Two	By : KassandraRamsey Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > AU/AR Views: 1616 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own The Phantom of the Opera, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Okay, starting with this chapter it gets angsty and dark. Don’t say I didn’t warn you….

Chapter 11: Blackmail

I only saw Erik on Sunday’s after that. I lived for those days. They were all I thought about all week long.

The first week I’d been unable to stay away, but when I’d gone to the basement, he hadn’t been there. I found out later that he had made himself a little room somewhere at the theatre, and had been spending most of his time there.

I had even taken to sleeping in his bed, only to awaken the next morning in my own bed with a red rose on my pillow.

One Friday evening, a week after turning seventeen, I was attempting to study while counting down the minutes until I’d see Erik again, when Margo suddenly barged into my room without knocking.

I jumped and dropped the history book to the floor.

“Margo!”

“Sorry, but we don’t have a lot of time,” she muttered, and went to my closet.

After rummaging through my clothes for a few minutes, she finally emerged triumphantly holding my sexiest piece of clothing. A satin green dress with a neckline that plummeted down to my belly button, and a hem that fell a good four inches above my knees.

“Margo, you can’t borrow that! I …”

She held up a hand.

“It’s not for me, it’s for you! We’re going out on a double date tonight, and I don’t want to hear any protests,” she said, tossing me the dress then returning to the closet to look at my shoes.

My stomach nearly turned over at the prospect. I knew of the clubs that Margo and Robbie frequented, and I had no desire to go there.

“Margo, I don’t want to go out. I’ve got studying to do, besides. Even if I did go out, I wouldn’t wear that dress,” I insisted, crossing my arms across my chest.

She froze in her shoe searching and turned to look at me curiously.

“Why? What’s wrong with it? You bought it months ago, but you’ve never worn it,” she pointed out.

I blushed.

“I’m saving it for something special,” I said, quietly.

Her eyes narrowed at me, and she looked a little angry.

“You mean someone special,” she said, and turned back to the shoes.

“Fine, someone special then. The point is, I’m not going out tonight, and I’m not wearing that dress,” I said.

Margo gave me a pitying sigh.

“Look Dorothy, I know that break-ups can be hard, but you can’t hide away from the world forever…”

“What are you talking about? What break-up?” I demanded, my heart beating rapidly.

She gave me a pointed look.

“As if I wouldn’t notice something going on between you and Erik! Grandma knows too, you know? It’s rather obvious with all the time you spend together,” she said.

“You know? Your grandmother knows? Why didn’t you say anything?” I wailed, sure that my life was ruined.

Margo sighed again and gave me a sympathetic look.

“Grandma didn’t like it, but she trusts Erik. Besides, anyone could see how happy the two of you were. Grandma says that Erik deserves all of the happiness he can get, and I agree with her. I love you like a sister and him like a brother. I was hurt that you wouldn’t confide in me, but I understand why you didn’t. Eleven years is a big age difference when you’re a teenager,” she said.

“So basically, Grandma and I have been ‘looking the other way’. But now with you so mopey, and Erik spending almost every minute of his time away from here, we put two and two together and realized you must have broken up.”

I opened my mouth to protest, but she held up a hand to stop me.

“It’s for the best, Dorothy! He’s too old for you. Plus, he’s… different, you know? Grandma wasn’t going to let it go on for much longer anyway. It’s time you spent some time with guys our own age. Go to the club with me tonight. Prove to me that Erik hasn’t damaged you beyond repair, and I’ll tell Grandma that everything is fine and the whole situation will be forgotten,” she offered.

I felt a sinking sensation in the pit of my stomach.

“And if I refuse?” I asked uneasily.

“Then Erik will have to suffer the consequences for his actions."

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That night was one of the worst of my life.

I finally agreed to go with them, but I refused to wear that dress. I’d wear it for Erik and Erik alone, though I did not tell Margo that.

I ended up borrowing a dress of Margo’s since I really didn’t have anything suitable. It was a navy blue sleeveless shift, with a much less-revealing neckline. I added a string of small pearls, and piled my hair up on top of my head.

Margo had been skeptical at my choice of clothing at first, but upon seeing me all dressed up, she had approved.

“You look elegant, very ‘Audrey Hepburn’.”

We smiled at each other. Both of us had been fans of hers since we were very young.

Getting all dressed up with Margo was fun, and I felt a pang as I realized that in the last year or so we’d been spending less and less time together.

So, for Margo’s sake, I made a promise to myself to just relax and enjoy myself.

I had a whole year to get through before I could be with Erik, and there was no reason I needed to hole myself up and pine after him. Besides, I knew in my heart that I loved him, and no teenage boy that Margo might force on me was going to change that.

“Girls, your dates are here,” Mrs. Peterson called up the stairs, and Margo turned to me with an anxious look.

“Promise me something, Dorothy,” she said suddenly, and I knew that whatever it was, I wasn’t going to like it.

“What?”

“Just promise that you’ll give this guy a chance, okay? He’s really changed,” she said, and I felt my stomach clench into a knot.

Going out with some stranger was one thing, but if it was someone I knew… Someone I knew and didn’t like…

There was only one person it could be, and I had to fight off nausea at the thought.

“It’s David isn’t it?” I demanded.

Margo turned bright red, and looked at the floor.

“Why? Why would you do something like this to me? Do you really hate me that much?” I asked, doing my best not to cry.

“What? No, of course I don’t hate you! It’s just that David is Robbie’s best friend, so I spend a lot of time with him. I like him, he’s a good guy, Dorothy. I know he gave you a hard time once, but we were just kids then! He’s not like that anymore, and he still thinks that you’re really special. Just give him a chance, please?” she begged.

“No.”

I was so upset there was no way I could stomach being around people now. If I attempted to go out now, I’d more than likely end up throwing up all over David Bishop.

Margo’s eyes turned cold and angry.

“You’ll go, Dorothy. You’ll go, or I’ll tell Grandma that you and Erik are having sex.”

My jaw dropped in shock. What had happened to the sweet little Margo who’d been my sister and best friend since we were five?

“But we haven’t…” I began.

“So? Do you think she’ll believe you over me?” she persisted with a nasty smile.

My eyes filled with tears as I looked at this demon that had possessed my best friend’s body.

“Why are you doing this, Margo? Why is it so important that I go tonight, that you would blackmail me?” I asked softly, feeling a tear slip loose and slide down my cheek.

At that moment, I felt a physical ache for Erik to be there to wipe it away.

But he wasn’t there. He couldn’t be for a whole year.

Margo stopped smiling and I could almost feel the shame washing over her.

“I’m sorry, Dorothy. It’s just… I cheated on Robbie. I made out with another guy at school, and David caught us. I love Robbie, and cheating on him was stupid. He’ll dump me if he finds out, and I just couldn’t bear that! David promised not to tell if you went on a date with him. I don’t want to threaten you, but I don’t have a choice,” she said finally.

I wanted to say ‘no’. I wanted to say ‘to hell with everyone, I love Erik and he loves me and we don’t need anyone else.’ But I couldn’t. If Margo carried out her threat, Erik could go to jail for a very long time, and I couldn’t stand the thought of putting him through something like that. God only knew what he’d do if he were confined for that long. He’d surely go mad.

“Fine,” I bit out through clenched teeth, hating her more than I’d ever hated anyone before.

“You have to enjoy yourself, not just stand there like a robot,” she warned.

I forced myself to nod, but in my mind, I was beating the crap out of her.

End Chapter 11

A/N: I know, it’s awful! I promise that you’ll be feeling a lot better by the end of chapter 14, just hang in there.

C-ya tomorrow!
-Kassandra
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