Our Own

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You were down in Erik's lair. That was only a place for you and him - no one else.  You sat cris-cross on you're two red and black velvet bed. You guys had been married for about a year now, and your newlywed bliss was coming to an end. No, make the DEFINITELY coming to an end. You were supposed to be performing upstairs in the opera house, playing the lead role in Faust , but you told your husband that you were feeling sick, and he permitted "that pig faced Carlotta" to take your place which really flared him up saying, "You're so much better than that rat!" and "Oh if I could just.... (this is the part where you glared at him) ....well, if you'd let me." and things like that. Now finding out why you were sick, put you're mind at ease for a few seconds, but then frazzled again once again, knowing Erik would be so mad.

An few hours went by and Erik was rowing on the lake, while you were still on the bed, your chin on your knees.

"THAT WAS THE MOST ATROCIOUS THING I HAVE EVER SEEN!" Erik yelled, and you finally realizing he was in the room sat regularly, like nothing was wrong. "CAN YOU BELIEVE ANY IMBECILE WOULD LET HER EVEN NEAR AN OPERA- Wait, what's wrong" You hated it when he did that. You shook your head standing up walking over to the organ, thinking that if you sang a little, he would be distracted. "(Y/N), what is it?" he demanded, stern but gently. He grabbed your arms right beneath your shoulders, so you couldn't get away. "What is it? Are you really sick? You shouldn't be sick for this long? Wait. Are you leaving me..."

"Erik, I'm pregnant."

You said it quite blantley, but also quickly enough to get way from that sickly thought.

Erick stared at you for a few seconds, which felt like an hour, and dropped to his knees sobbing. He held onto your waste and stared at your soon to be bulging stomach.

"This- This child- Our Child..." Erik lost his words but stood up and kissed you.

"I love you," you said.

"Yeah," He said, holding your small stomach and a few tears rolling down his cheeks, "I know that."


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