Mr. Erik Destler (A Phantom Of The Opera Phanphic)

Chapter 46

I don't own Erik.

Liz-Marie

The ride to the hospital was the longest ever. I watched as Erik shook, staring out of the small window. His eyes were glowing a bright, electric blue, burning with fear. I was scared too. I felt like crying, but I didn't want to. I wanted to be strong for Erik. I knew how much he loved my sister. I cuddled into him, feeling him tremble against me. He looked over at me and kissed the top of my head. I knew it was painful for him to look at me because I looked so much like Elyza. I knew it was killing him inside. Erik looked away after staring for a moment.

When we reached the hospital, Elyza was taken in first, and then, the two of us weakly climbed out of the truck. Erik ran inside to sign us in and I quickly trailed behind. I realised we were in the same hospital from when Christine broke Elyza's arm. I disliked hospitals. I did not like to watch as patients filed in with grotesque injuries and such.

Erik sat next to me in the blue chairs in The Waiting Room. I knew we would be here for a very long time, so I took Erik's cold, skeletal hand. "It's going to be alright", I spoke, uncertain. It was most definitely not going to be alright.