Twisted Every Way

Chapter 13~ Apologies

~Paige's POV~

I can't believe that I was going to kiss Erik. I can't believe that I wanted to kiss Erik. When he told me that he would do anything, to make me happy, I just let my feelings take over and, well, it happened. I never felt that way, around him before. He looked like he wanted it too, but then he told me that I should go to bed, and my heart sank. I shouldn't be feeling like this. I love Jacob. Do I love Erik, though?

I ran to my room, and flung myself onto my bed. I immediately started to cry. Why? I'm not sure, but I just wanted to kiss him. Great, now I sound like a pathetic little child who cries when she doesn't get what she wants. In reality though, I was doing that exactly that.

 I really care for Erik, and I thought he did too. I guess he doesn't feel the same way. When he touched my face accidentally, sparks flew. I don't feel that way with Jacob. I love Jacob, but that feeling was enough for me to realise that I get something more with Erik, than I do with him. But, it is all ruined now because it is clear that Erik does not like me in that way.

I sobbed myself to sleep, but stirred when I felt something press onto my forehead. It was soft, and I liked the way it felt on my skin. I didn't wake up, but I heard somebody whisper something in my ear. I then heard the door close and I knew that I was once again alone in my room. It must have been Erik, and if it was Erik, then he just kissed me. I smiled in my sleep and let myself drift off completely.

When I awoke, it was really cold. Maybe even colder than yesterday. I got out of bed and put on a robe. I had fallen asleep in my clothes, and now they were all wrinkled. I sighed at how awful I must look. I dismissed the thought and made my way to the main lair. I looked around but Erik was no where to be seen. I smelt something coming from the kitchen, so I silently tiptoed, following the smell. Erik was standing at the stove, stiring a pot, in which the smell was coming from. He didn't seem to notice me, so I snuck up behind him. "That smells delicious."

He span around so fast, that he knocked me over. I stumbled and reached out, onto the table. I managed to steady myself, and Erik put down the ladle. He helped me up and sighed at me.

"Paige, I am so sorry. You scared me." I chuckled at his apology.

"Erik, it's alright. You didn't mean too. Now, what are you cooking?" He turned back to face the pot, and began stiring again.

"It's a broth I made last night. I am just reheating it. I suppose that you are hungry?"

"Starving," I giggled. I sat down at the table, while Erik poured us both some broth into two bowls. He put one bowl in front of me and the other one, where he was going to sit.

"What would you like to drink?"

"Water is fine for me," I said as he poured some water into a glass, and poured some red wine into another one. He gave me the glass and sat down at his own seat. He smiled at me, before he picked up his wine and took a sip. I grabbed my spoon and dug into my broth. I place the full spoon, into my mouth, and closed my eyes at how lovely it tasted.

"Is everything all right Paige? Is it horrible? I can make you something else if you want," he said, starting to stand up. I put my hand on his shoulder and gently pushed him down again.

"Erik, it is amazing. I would kill you if you if you took this off of me." He laughed, and tried the broth himself. "Nice?"

"Very, if I do say so myself." We finished our meal, and I stood up to clear the plates away, but Erik stopped me. "Let me get that," he said, taking the dishes off of me. I turned around and saw he was washing them up.

"Why are doing all these nice things," I asked him. He sighed and turned around. He leant against the basin.

"Paige, I need to apologize about last night..."

"No, please, Erik. Don't apologize. All of the things that happened last night, were my own stupid actions. It was my fault. You have no reason to be sorry." He was about to speak, but I cut him off. "I should apologize to you. Erik, I am so sorry. I put you in such an awkward position, and I know that it was wrong of me, to do that. I would completely understand if you want me out of your hair. I can ask Madame Giry if she can supply me a bed in the ballet dormitories and..."

"Paige," he said grabbing my hands. My small hands fit perfectly against his large ones. There was definatly a spark between us. "I do not want you to go. Please don't go."

"I won't."

"Good." I stared into his ice blue eyes. A blush crept it's way onto my cheeks. He smiled and I smiled back. "Do you want to sing?"

"I'd love to," I said as he lead me to the organ. He sat down and I stood next to him. We did a few warm ups and practiced the scales, untill I was ready to sing.

"What would you like to sing?" I thought about it for a moment but couldn't think of anything to sing.

"Why don't you choose, you're the Maestro." He pulled out a folder and handing me a piece of paper. I read the name and said out loud. "Point of No Return." I gasped. This was the song that I helped Erik write. The song that he said was about two lovers. I tried not to think to much into it, as I knew that it was just my own feelings. I nodded to him and he began playing the intro. I didn't sing first, it started with the character, Don Juan.

"You have come here, in pursuit of your deepest urge. I pursuit of that wish, which 'till now has been silent, silent. I have brought you, that our passions may fuse and merge. In your mind, you've already sucumbed to me, dropped all defences, completely sucumbed to me. Now you are here with me. No second thoughts, you've decided. Decided," Erik sang. He sang with lots of emotion and it was almost as if he meant all of the words he was singing.

"Past the point of no return. No backward glances. Our games of makebelieve are at an end." He stood up from his piano and grabbed my hands. "Past all thought of if or when. No use resisting. Abandon thought and let the dream desend." He span me around so that I was leaning against his torso. I blushed at the position we were in. "What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlocks it's door. What sweet suduction lies before us." He turned me around again, so that I was now staring into his eyes. He smirked at my red cheeks and made them worse by walking right up to me. We were so close that I was sure that he could my heart beating fast. "Past the point of no return. The final threshold. What warm unspoken secrets shall we learn? Beyond the point of no return." I walked away from him because I couldn't, as hard as I could try, sing when he was so close to me. I took a few steps, before taking a breath and singing as Aminta, even though all of the feelings were my own.

"You have brought me, to that moment where words run dry. To that moment where speach disappears into silence, silence. I have come here, hardly knowing the reason why. In my mind, i've already imagined our bodies entwining, defensless and silent. Now I am here with you. No second thoughts. I've decided, decided." I now faced Erik and smiled at him. He smirked back and I carried on singing.

"Past the point of no return. No going back now. Our passion play has now at last begun. Past all thought of right or wrong, one final question. How long should we two wait before we're one." I knew what that meant, and for me to be saying it to Erik, made me a little uncomfortable, but I carried on anyway. "When will the blood begin to race? The sleeping bud burst into bloom. When will the flames at last consume us?" I was right in front of Erik and he grabbed my hands and interlocked them with his. Now was the time that we are supposed to sing together, but without music, it was a bit hard. "Past the point of no return. The final threshold. The bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn. We've passed the point of no return."

We were standing so close and looking into each others eyes. He let go of one of my hands and place his hand on my cheek. He moved a stray hair from my forehead, just like he did last night, but this time he leant forward. I reached up to him, and he placed his lips onto mine. I lifted my arms up to the back of his neck and he wrapped his hands around my waist. I opened my mouth to breath and he took advantage of it, by deepening the kiss. I went along with it and kissed back, knowing that this was all new to me. I had never kissed Jacob like this before. His kisses were soft and gentle, but this was full of passion. I pulled away, smiling. Erik had just kissed me. Erik, had just kissed, me.

"Am I forgiven for last night," he said with a twinge of sarcasm in his voice.

"Why, yes. You are completely, one hundred percent, forgiven."