You already know I don't own Phantom.
Liz-Marie
I walked into the estate happily. Erik was sitting on the couch in the living room, rocking back and forth with his hands over his ears. His eyes were closed and he didn't notice me. "Hello, Erik", I spoke loudly so he might be able to hear. His eyes popped open and he removed his hands from his ears, ceased rocking. "Welcome home, child." Erik seemed so nervous and apprehensive. "Where's Elyza--?" "She'll be along." He cut me off. I raised an eyebrow and nodded slowly. "Okay..." Erik's eyes followed me as I inched around him. I neared the staircase, but he quickly ran in front of me, closing the space between the stairs and myself. "Where are you going?" Something was definitely off. "To see if Elyza's upstairs. I need to speak with her... What's going on?" "You will go nowhere." I took a step back, suddenly afraid. He slowly advanced towards me.
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Mr. Erik Destler (A Phantom Of The Opera Phanphic)
FanfictionA bullied teenager named Elyza Reagan and her younger sister, Liz-Marie, discover the depths of secrecy and love when a mysterious masked man becomes their new art teacher.
