Yay, my second PotO fic posted! And Erik is actually a ghost now! LE GASP!
This is written in my OC's POV, though it may change later on to Normal POV. :D Enjoy!
I don't own anything but this plot and my OCs! If you see your ideas in here, then I disclaim them as well!! I didn't mean to use them!
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Ugh, great, it's cold again!
Well, it was in the middle of November…
I shut the windows, and got back to watching my favorite movie, The Phantom of the Opera. Oh, how I longed to be Christine! Then I could go with Erik instead of the girly Raoul! Seriously, if that guy lost his small dick and had boobs, he would be a girl! (A/N: No offense to Raoul! I apologize to any Raoul fans!)
"Why must you torture him Christine?!" I frowned and threw popcorn at the TV as Christine and Raoul walked into the Opera House, and Erik came out, picking up the rose she had left, singing the All I Ask Of You reprise.
I sniffed and sang along,
"I gave you my music,
"Made your song take wing,
"And now,
"How you repay me,
"Denied me and betrayed me.
"He was bound to love you,
"When he heard you sing,
"Christine…Christine!"
I wiped away a tear from my eye. Even after more than 20 times of watching, this part still got to me. Then I shouted with Erik,
"YOU WILL CURSE THE DAY YOU DID NOT DO,
"ALL THAT THE PHANTOM ASKED OF YOU!"
"YEAH! SHOW THEM WHOSE BOSS!" I cheered. I was home alone thank God. But I think my dog had just suffered ear damage. I pat her on the head, as she was lying down next to me on the couch.
I took out my copy of The Phantom of the Opera and opened it up. The words on the white part of the inside cover had my writing on it, saying:
Property of Elizabeth Rose
Right now it was about 5 pm on a Saturday night. I had nothing to do but vent out my obsession with tPotO, so I read the book a little, sung along with the movie, and just basked in how hot Erik looked. I typed up phan fictions on my laptop, posted them, and listened to both the movie soundtrack and the original cast lyrics. Then I played some of the music on the living room piano. I cleaned up the family room, making sure I got all of the popcorn I had thrown at the TV. I took my brown hair out of its ponytail and redid it. Ah, the ponytail. It was my best friend. Well, besides my human friends and my obsession with tPotO…but other than that, it was totally my best friend :D!
So, really I never wore my hair down, not even in the winter. I just wore earmuffs to cover my ears. I only took the ponytail holder out in the shower and at bedtime.
Anyway, I went to go get a glass of water. But the fridge water dispenser was broken, so I had to go out to the cold garage to get a bottle of water instead.
I turned on the lights, and for a moment I could have sworn I saw Erik looking at me with a smile. I blinked, and shook my head. Perhaps I was basking a little too much with my obsession with him. I grabbed the water and turned the lights off.
I gasped.
There, in front of my mother's Porsche, was Erik Dessler himself once again. My eyes widened, and I pinched myself.
"No. Freaking. Way." I whispered.
Erik chuckled, and stepped towards me.
My parents chose then to open the garage door. Erik disappeared in the blink of an eye.
My mom asked,
"Is something wrong?"
I jumped, "NO!"
My mom blinked, "Ok?"
We all walked back inside, the image of Erik still burned in my brain. I focused the memory on his face. The white mask was on it, and his smile was gentle.
But his eyes…
I gasped quietly as I remembered his eyes. They had hope, desperation, and longing in them all at once.
I blushed as I played The Phantom of the Opera on my piano, singing along with it.
"In sleep he sang to me,
"In dreams he came,
"That voice which calls to me,
"And speaks my name;
"And do I dream again?
"For now I find,
"The Phantom of the Opera is there,
"Inside my mind…"
I began Erik's part. I opened my mouth, but gasped as I heard Erik's voice instead. My fingers still played, but my eyes focused on Erik's face, which had suddenly appeared behind my own reflection in the wood of the piano.
"Sing once again with me,
"Our strange duet,
"My power over you,
"Grows stronger yet;
"And though you turn from me,
"To glance behind,
"The Phantom of the Opera is there,
"Inside your mind…"
My fingers continued as if they were playing on their own, and my voice sang involuntarily, my eyes still fixed on Erik's. Again, they had that same longing look…
"Those who have seen your face, draw back in fear,
"I am the mask you wear…
Erik replied,
"It's me they hear…"
We sang together, our voices blending in perfectly.
"Your [My] spirit and my [your] voice,
"In one combined,
"The Phantom of the Opera is here [there],
"Inside my [your] mind…"
I played through the song, and we both sang along. When I finished, I looked behind me.
Erik wasn't there. I looked back at the wood on the piano. There was his face!
What was going on?
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There's chapter one! I hope you like it! Review please and I shall update!!!