Why Fear The Face ?

Chapter 13

Erik P.o.v------
I could have killed him. I should have killed him. I will kill that poor excuse of a man someday I swear it to God.

I can literally feel my blood boiling in my veins. I took her hand tightly in my grip, I was terrified that if I didn't then she'd simply just slip away from my reach forever.

"Erik please stop, you're hurting me." I heard her soft voice, painstakingly mutter in an attempt to get as far away from me as possible. Though at her request, I immediately obliged and turned to look into her eyes to see a somewhat sense of confusion and pain. I noticed the subtle glint of red on her cheek from where that bastard had dared to lay a hand on her, turning a deeper shade of maroon than before, anger raged through me even more forcefully. If I had gotten there just a minute earlier it wouldn't of happened.

Guilt washed over me. She was so delicate. Fragile almost. She was so young. Such heavy eyes for a woman so young. Such beautifully enchanting eyes.

"What do you want from me?" I demanded, my anger deciding to lash out on her. I knew my words came out harsher than I meant for them to, but I needed an answer.

"I...I don't know..." her response only fuelled my anger more, is that all she could say?

"What don't you know?!" I cried out taking a few steps towards her, it was only when I did this that I saw how terrified she was of me, what had happened to the cocky little girl who had laughed in my face when I had tried to terrify her.

"Just leave me alone Erik..."she tried to step around me in attempt to defeat my death stare but I just put my hands on her shoulders, forcing her to further explain.

"What do you mean! Why should I?"

"Because you're no good for me! Face the facts Erik!" she cried, but couldn't look me in the eye.

"So you just kissed me for nothing? You felt nothing?! Get out of my sight." I ordered letting go of her shoulders and pushing her in the direction behind me.

"I'm so..."she muttered but I stopped her mid sentence.

"Go. You are no longer welcomed here." and right there and then I felt something similar to my heart being ripped out of my chest and grinded on the floor. As I listened to her soft footfall leaving the corridor what remained in my chest was simply a little black whole, she had danced out of the theatre that night, with my heart in her hands.

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Rose's P.O.V~

What in God's name had I done. I had lost my only safe home within a matter of a few harsh words. I had no idea where to turn so I just walked along the cobblestoned pathways until I reached the destination in which my feet took me to. To my deepest regret, it seemed that that place was in fact the concrete walls which I once called my home. I had little choice in what direction to turn.

The iron handle of the door felt cold and unwelcoming to my already freezing skin. I had seemed to have lost all possible blood from my body and instead an icy chill stood in its wake. Turning it cautiously, I edged my way into my childhood home. Everything seemed deadly silent. It seemed that no one was home. The corridor leading to the front of the shop and upstairs towards where we lived, had now become heavily laden with clutter and grime. It seemed the rest of my incompetent family had become rendered incapable of picking up a broom.

The silence taunted me, so I lit a candle in order to banish myself of these murmurs.

The only thing which my brain recognised was my own shallow breaths and the tumbling thoughts which were gracing my mind with confusion and terror. I felt at a certain disarray here, and pure fear coursed through me.

The stairs creaked under my weight as I made my way to my bedroom. It was barely recognisable. The furniture seemed to be the only remnants of my previous room; even they were plagued with the sight of someone else had used my possessions. Framed illustrations of dazzling ballerinas had been taken down from there podiums on my wall and turned to face it instead, like a misbehaved child. Drawers were flung misshapenly open in awkward positions, no longer filled with my clothes, but with those of a rather masculine disposition. My stomach wrenched as I saw my previously well made bed, blanketed in pale pinks and creams, lay all tangled as if somebody had slept in there the night before.

It was then I realised.
I felt sick in both stomach and mind. That foul little man. How dare he come here and take fun of my room and my house. How could my father possibly allow this? Was he really prepared to do anything to get rid of me?
Yes. Of course he was. How naive of me to possibly even consider otherwise.

I had to leave. What was I even thinking coming back here. I had to be free of both him and this wretched town. I had to start again, afresh, where nobody wants to hurt or take control of me or my individuality.

Unkind whispers came to my ear from the outside cobbles. They were home and I had to escape.

I panicked my way to my fire escape window, to where I came across a rather large dilemma. It had now been bordered up. Now it made sense as to why there was no moonlight gliding into my room as it did at every day at this time of night. Wooden slats blocked my only escape. Well I guess that Phillipe must be indeed quite the handy man if he had done this job, my father had always had a more relaxed job and therefore had never been particularly good at working with his hands, his minion on the other hand obviously showed more talent.

The front door swung open and I could hear angered voices trying to vent their troubles onto one another. What could I possibly do to remove myself from this situation. Why did I always land myself in these pathetic situations. I could no longer run. Now all I could do is sit and wait for the inevitable pain.

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