A/N: WAHOOO! I /had/ to write this. I had no other choice. My friend
Vampiress787 and I were singing it, and we could not help but notice how
utterly ironic it was.
This is based on the Gaston Leroux version-expect for the fact that Erik doesn't mention that they may not have to live underground...anyway.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Phantom of the Opera- Gaston Leroux does. Nor do I own the song 'Home'. It's from the Broadway musical The Beauty and the Beast.
I really have not meant to put songs in /all/ my fanfictions...but to late now, eh?
WARNING: Lyrics may be a tad wrong. I don't know. I read the lyrics off a page after listening to the song and trying to figure it out on my own. Needless to say, they were different. But part of the lyrics didn't make sense, so I guessed. Sorry.
R/R please, and enjoy!
~
'Yes, I made the choice. For Papa, I will stay.
But I don't deserve to lose my freedom in this way,
You monster.'
Christine say, crumpled in a corner, staring at nothing. Erik was in the torture chamber, getting Raoul and the Persian.
'If you think that what you've done is right, well then,
You're a fool! Think again!'
Christine pilled her legs in closer to her body for warmth. It was always so cold down there.
'Is this home? Is this where I should learn to be happy?
Never dreamed that a home could be dark and cold.'
She remembered with longing her home far above. That was where she belonged. Not here. Never here. Not in this darkness and cold.
'I was told every day of my childhood: Even when you grow old, home should be where the heart is, never were words so true.
My hearts far, far away. Home is too.'
There were noises coming from the torture chamber. Was Raoul alive? Was she doomed to live in a house with a torture chamber in it? Or a man cruel enough to have one?
Was there truly any good in him?
'Is this home? Is this what I must learn to believe in? Try to find something good in this tragic place?
Just in case I should stay here forever held in this empty space.'
Christine stood up. No, this would /never/ be her home! A home is where your heart and feelings are-a house is a place to live in. This was a house.
'Oh, but that won't be easy, I know the reason why.
My hearts far, far away. Home's a lie.'
Oh, just to go back! Just for one last day to feel the sunshine, to smile and laugh. To be with Raoul without fear of Erik.
But would that truly solve her problems?
'What I'd give to return to the life that I knew lately. But I know that I can't solve my problems going back.'
Would she truly be living with Erik for the rest of her life? Would she have to live here, underground, cut off from the rest of the world forever?
Then again, if her life could go horribly wrong in only a night, could it not change again?
'Is this home? Am I here for a day or forever? Shut away from the world until- who knows when?
Oh, but then, as my life has been altered once been altered once, it can change again.'
But nothing could truly keep her from her home. Nothing-not even being locked underground.
'Build higher walls around me, change every lock and key. Nothing lasts. Nothing holds all of me.'
"Christine?" Erik called her from the other room. Christine walked in with fresh determination.
'My hearts far, far away. Home and free!'
~
~RubyMoon's Secret Place~
RubyMoon: There you have it. The first-ever nearly-Erik-bashing phic. It's not terribly impressing, but I like the song. And now Erik is going to be even more bad at me for nearly bashing him.
Vampiress787: Yep. I pity you.
RubyMoon: I pity myself. Now, then, I have music to find! Must find 'Home' on the internet since the tape player won't eject my tape! Ja Ne!
This is based on the Gaston Leroux version-expect for the fact that Erik doesn't mention that they may not have to live underground...anyway.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Phantom of the Opera- Gaston Leroux does. Nor do I own the song 'Home'. It's from the Broadway musical The Beauty and the Beast.
I really have not meant to put songs in /all/ my fanfictions...but to late now, eh?
WARNING: Lyrics may be a tad wrong. I don't know. I read the lyrics off a page after listening to the song and trying to figure it out on my own. Needless to say, they were different. But part of the lyrics didn't make sense, so I guessed. Sorry.
R/R please, and enjoy!
~
'Yes, I made the choice. For Papa, I will stay.
But I don't deserve to lose my freedom in this way,
You monster.'
Christine say, crumpled in a corner, staring at nothing. Erik was in the torture chamber, getting Raoul and the Persian.
'If you think that what you've done is right, well then,
You're a fool! Think again!'
Christine pilled her legs in closer to her body for warmth. It was always so cold down there.
'Is this home? Is this where I should learn to be happy?
Never dreamed that a home could be dark and cold.'
She remembered with longing her home far above. That was where she belonged. Not here. Never here. Not in this darkness and cold.
'I was told every day of my childhood: Even when you grow old, home should be where the heart is, never were words so true.
My hearts far, far away. Home is too.'
There were noises coming from the torture chamber. Was Raoul alive? Was she doomed to live in a house with a torture chamber in it? Or a man cruel enough to have one?
Was there truly any good in him?
'Is this home? Is this what I must learn to believe in? Try to find something good in this tragic place?
Just in case I should stay here forever held in this empty space.'
Christine stood up. No, this would /never/ be her home! A home is where your heart and feelings are-a house is a place to live in. This was a house.
'Oh, but that won't be easy, I know the reason why.
My hearts far, far away. Home's a lie.'
Oh, just to go back! Just for one last day to feel the sunshine, to smile and laugh. To be with Raoul without fear of Erik.
But would that truly solve her problems?
'What I'd give to return to the life that I knew lately. But I know that I can't solve my problems going back.'
Would she truly be living with Erik for the rest of her life? Would she have to live here, underground, cut off from the rest of the world forever?
Then again, if her life could go horribly wrong in only a night, could it not change again?
'Is this home? Am I here for a day or forever? Shut away from the world until- who knows when?
Oh, but then, as my life has been altered once been altered once, it can change again.'
But nothing could truly keep her from her home. Nothing-not even being locked underground.
'Build higher walls around me, change every lock and key. Nothing lasts. Nothing holds all of me.'
"Christine?" Erik called her from the other room. Christine walked in with fresh determination.
'My hearts far, far away. Home and free!'
~
~RubyMoon's Secret Place~
RubyMoon: There you have it. The first-ever nearly-Erik-bashing phic. It's not terribly impressing, but I like the song. And now Erik is going to be even more bad at me for nearly bashing him.
Vampiress787: Yep. I pity you.
RubyMoon: I pity myself. Now, then, I have music to find! Must find 'Home' on the internet since the tape player won't eject my tape! Ja Ne!