I love you~ BE MINE~ part XI (A POTO STORY)

What did you just ask." he said sternly
"Oh nothing."
"No I distinctly heard you say something. About my mask. Remember my dear, curiosity killed the cat."
"Yes but satisfaction brought it back. And I have at least seven more lives."
Instead of being mad at you he calmly walked over to you as he sat next to you he put his hand on his mask.
"Would you really like to see."
You look deeply into his eyes. Seeing all the sadness of the world. If he showed you his face he was afraid that he would lose you.
"Not if you dont want me to."
He pulled his hand away from his face with the mask still on it.
"I am afraid that if I show you, you will never want to see me again."
"Erik it cant be that terrible."
"It has earned me a mothers fear, and your mothers loathing. And the name of freak."
"Oh Erik." you say as your eyes begin to tear up and hug him. "You dont have to show me, not if you dont want to."
He wrapped his arms around you and said "My dear, you are the kindest person that I have ever seen."
You smile at him as you loosen your grip.
Oh Poor Erik.
i want to see!
"Well," he says to you."your father is coming down quite soon isnt he?"
"Yes, very soon. I must clean up the house. My birthday is in a week."
"Why must you clean?" he asked in a sharp tone.
"Because my father will want to stay here. For a rich person he is really quite cheep."
"Really? How odd."
"Not for him. He just wants to make sure that I am behaving. But I wonder what he has for me that he wants to discuss."
Erik just gave you a blank stare, there was some curiousness in this stare but it was quite well hidden.
"My dear there is no reason for you to clean. I will do it. I should make an impression on my old friend." he said with a chuckle. You smiled uneasily at him. You didnt want to leave Erik. You felt at home with him. "Come now child, time for bed." he said as he held out his hand to you. You gladly took it.
Stupid dad
what does Erik have up his sleave?
The rest of the week went by quickly. Making arrangements for the flowers to be trimmed back. Preparing a room for your father and mother. And Avoiding Mark as much as possible. You were still quite mad at him, how could he say such mean things about Erik. Erik had been one of the nicest people that you have ever met. Finally the fourth came, it was early in the morning and you were in the kitchen still in your night clothes getting yourself a danish, and a cup of tea. Then as you just finished pouring your cup of tea, there was a knock on the front door.
You throw your robe on over your body and head for the door. Then you see Erik with his cape on over by the door. His hood was up, and he looked like he did when he was in town.
"My Dear, it is that young Mark Fellow." He said looking out he window.
"Would you like to answer it Erik, or should I."
Erik Gave you a grin. "My dear you should answer it because it looks like another man is with him. I will go out the back way." he said walking over to you and giving you a kiss on the cheek.
"I will see you later tonight right?" you ask.
"Of course you will." he said as he opened the back door and quietly slipped out.
"Mark. I am still not in the mood to see you." you said as you opened the door. Behind him stood a man dressed in what looked like his Sunday best, with a top hat, and a suitcase.
"Sorry, Alexandria, but this man wanted me to show you where your house was. An I could not refuse him." Mark said as he moved out of the way. There you saw your father standing.
"Father." you say as you give him a hug."Where is mother."
"She could not join us today. She will be coming down soon though. I thought this would give us a chance to get to talk." he said as he handed Mark his suitcase.
"Mark. Just set it next to the stairs." you say. "Father would you mind if I took a minute to get dressed. The water is still hot if you would like a cup of tea."
"Thank you dear." he said. "No I do not mind if you get dressed."
You give your father a kiss on the cheek and run hurriedly up the stairs.
he is here...
i love Erik.
i Hate Mark!
well. what is it that your father has to tell you?
you are so mean. not telling me! *rates*
i will wait here. but update soon! *rates and messages*

Please read and rate. i need to know what you would like to have happen. i know that i am evil. not telling you what your dad has to say. but what can i say? i need you to keep reading.