Can I Change Fate?

Part 15

Erik POV

Hiding in the shadows, I waited for Rose's petite form to appear in sight. She needed to know the whole conversation with Christine. Now that fate had blessed me with an angel, I had no intention of letting her slip through my fingers. No matter where she hid, I would find her. I was not going to let her avoid me.

To my surprise and anger, Rose wasn't alone. The insignificant fool stood beside her, too close for my liking. The way he looked down at her, gave me an urge to choke him. Clenching my fists, I watched as she smiled up at him.

"Thank you, William," she tilted her head and pursed her lips. "I will most definitely love to do this again sometime."

The boy smirked and kissed her hand. How dare he touch what is mine and mine alone! My breathing grew rapid and unsteady as I watched him brush his lips against hers. Seething, I had to grip the smooth wall to keep from making my presence known.

Rose lifted her eyebrows in surprise, yet made no move to stop him. Just as quickly as he had touched my angel, he pulled away and quickly strode off.

Swirling my cape around my dark figure, I disappeared into the darkness. That fool was going to get the message to stay away from my Rose, even if it means dealing with the boy in person. It had taken all my will power not to kill him as I had watched him kiss what was mine. Those lips belonged to me!

Rose POV

"Thank you, William," I smiled at the blonde who smirked in response as we stood in front of my room. The date wasn't really that bad. Sure, he was full of himself the whole time, but he was a pretty cool guy. He reminded me so much of my best friend and band mate, Jonas, back at home.

Home...

Bringing my hand to his lips, he brushed it lightly, "My pleasure, mademoiselle." To my surprise, William leaned forward and brushed his lips on the corner of my mouth. Before I could even comprehend what just happened, he quickly straightened and strode off.

Arching my eyebrows, I shook my head in confusion before heading into the dorm. I bet Meg was ecstatic that I had done this, since she had fancied him so much. Sighing, I opened the door. There was Meg holding my little sister as she sobbed into her shoulder. Anger and confusion filled me. Was it Raoul, the fop? Did he say something to her? If he did, he will have a very unpleasant visit from me.

"What happened," I asked in a calm voice. I need to stop assuming things. Maybe Abby was just missing home, but it was obviously more than that. Her whole body was trembling.

Meg looked up at me in sympathy. Then she told me...

Everything was red as I stormed out of the dorm, seething. I didn't even notice the loud bang the door made as it hit the wall. I was all out in protective sister mode. No one hurts my little sister and gets away with it.

"Rose?" Christine asked confused as I brushed past her and the other dancers on the stage. I ignored her. Even with the pain and hurt she caused me, all I saw was Buquet. All eyes were on me as I strode towards him.

Turning to me, he smirked. "Did you come to get the rest of what your sister left?" Cocking my head, I gave a false smile before jamming my fist across his face. Gasps were heard all around me but honestly, I didn't give a crap.

Buquet stumbled back and spit out blood. Gripping his arm, I twisted it behind his back and slammed him against the wall. Leaning my face towards his ear, I hissed, "Touch my sister one more time and I will not hesitate to kill you, misère!" My tone was so low and dark that it even sent trembles down my spine. Letting him go in disgust, I watched as he crumpled to the ground holding his arm.