Author's note: This is my very first fanfic...I hope it's ok, but I do welcome any constructive criticism!
The Angel and His Music
"You have to choose. You have to choose now."
My head was spinning. I felt as if someone had tore out my heart with their bare hands, subsequently sliced it into two, and then asked me to choose which half I needed to survive.
Could they not see that I needed both pieces of my heart to live?
I sat down to steady myself. My ears were roaring now, a lion intent on destroying any sound I could hear. Perhaps that was for the best. Hearing would not help me make this choice. I only had to listen to myself.
How can I choose? This is impossible! I love them both so much! So much...How can I live with one but not the other? I can never abandon my childhood friend, the one I have loved always, even now that I am an adult. However, I cannot surrender the one who made my life mean something!
"Make a choice now! Is it really so hard to choose? Choose now!"
Should I choose the safe one, who has always been there for me, or the new, exciting, perhaps dangerous one, but yet the one I feel so safe with?
"Can't there be another way? Why must I choose? Please don't make me choose!" I begged.
"You must choose! Surely you cannot love one as equally as you love the other?"
Oh, but I do.
Perhaps this is not the only option. I would rather die than choose!
I see the knife glinting on the table. Oh, what a fool to leave it there! It would only take me a few seconds to grab it, and by then it would be too late to save me: I will have already plunged it into my heart, dying with the spirits of my true loves.
"Why can't I be enough for you? I have given you everything I could! I would die for you!"
Oh, mon Ange! Do not cry so! I would die for you too! I will die for you too! I will end this suffering for all of us! Without me, there need be no more pain!
Alas, that is not true. For if I kill myself, that will only be more suffering for you, won't it my darling?
I cannot end my life. At least if I made a choice, you would accept it! But my death? No, you would consume yourself with guilt, and your life would be miserable! I could never do that to you, my love!
Yes, you are equalled in my heart with another, but that does not make my love for you any less strong!
I must choose.
I must choose.
I must choose...
"Christine, I have made my choice."
"Who do you choose, Erik?"
I remained silent. Dare I say it out loud? Once said, there is no turning back.
"You always did love it more than me, didn't you Erik?" she whispered. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, as they were mine. I grabbed her into my arms and I kissed her! Her lips, they were so soft! Our tears joined, and I felt that we were one! But it could not be.
I had made my choice.
"Christine, I choose the music."