Erik seemed to forget all about that night he scolded me about my night terrors, and then held me until I fell asleep. Twas the night after the Bal Masquerade. I was never going to another ball as I lived again. First of all, grown ups are boring to hang out with until they get drunk, and then they get violent. I was minding my own business, exploring and enjoying the party, talking with some ladies. Meg was trying to drag Erik away to another room, which I didn’t know why…I thought it was weird that she was always wanting his attention…weren’t the two siblings? And she was Christine’s best friend on that, but lately since Christine gained her fame it was like Meg got more annoyed to be by her.
The drunk men had grabbed me to rough up. But Erik had blamed me for getting myself into troubl
