Pen a Pal (Phantom of the Opera Fanfiction)

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Damn him! Curse him! Erik thought while practically running towards his music room. He'd just returned to the mansion after having had the worst night yet at the Macaroni Grill. When he reached the intended room, he proceeded to slam his body onto his piano bench and bang out terrifying chords on the keys producing sounds that almost seemed violent. I should murder him for his stupidity! How dare he intrude!

Erik hadn't been able to speak to Christine before he left… because of Nadir. And it was because of Nadir that she would probably never speak to him again. No! He has ruined everything!Continuing to pound away at the piano, he failed to notice Nadir enter the music room until he heard his name being called.

Then, all hell broke loose.

Suddenly, Erik stopped playing and picked up the nearest vase, which was situated to the left of the music stand on the piano. He stood in a flash, turned towards Nadir, and threw it, narrowly missing him. It shattered against the wall. "You're lucky I missed," he growled.

Nadir's eyes were wide with surprise. "Yes, I'm very lucky you intentionally missed."

"Who said anything about 'intentionally' missing, Kahn?" Although, it had been intentional. Had anyone other than Nadir been standing there, he wouldn't have missed, that was for sure. "Dare I try again?" he threatened viciously. Erik's eyes flew towards the nearest breakable object. Perhaps Nadir would be unlucky this time…

He'd had enough of this. "Erik, stop."

Surprisingly, Erik obeyed. It was because of Nadir's tone that he stopped. "Your tone suggests that you are angry, though I do not know why. If anyone should be angry, it should be me! And I most definitely am angry-"

"Of course I am angry," Nadir interrupted. "You have begun to stalk a girl you barely know, and you obviously feel no remorse for it."

"What?" he asked, not expecting to hear that. A 'stalker'? Before giving him time to reply, Erik continued, "You have no idea what is going on, Kahn, so do not assume to know!" His eyes returned to the breakable object. Throwing it at him was becoming more and more of an appealing option.

"Well then, prove me wrong. Prove to me that you aren't stalking the girl."

Erik glared at him. "I do not have to prove anything to you. And yet," he continued after a pause. The breakable object left his mind. "I do feel it would be wise for you to know. I wouldn't want you to make another stupid mistake."

Nadir glared right back at him. He had raised Erik since he was a baby, so he wasn't afraid of him.

They spent the next several seconds glaring at one another before Erik finally stepped down. "Follow me," he instructed reluctantly.

While following him, Nadir thought things through. Erik seems to be thinking more rationally, although I have no idea what is going on. Perhaps, though, he will listen to me when I teach him how to talk to the girl. He does not always have to hide from the world, after all. Yes, he has many faults, but so does the rest of the world. He deserves to live a normal life.

They reached Erik's computer room, strangely enough, and Erik walked inside. He sat on his computer chair and turned in his seat to see a puzzled Nadir standing in the doorway. "Well, don't just stand there," he snapped. "Come in."

Nadir walked inside and noticed the Macaroni Grill receipts sitting beside the computer where he had found them earlier.

Erik noticed where he was looking. "Hear me when I say this. You shall never enter this room again without my knowledge. Is that understood?"