Shattered
Category: Romance/Angst
Rating: T
World: AU
Warnings: Slash, OCC-ness
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine (Curses). If it helps I use the 'recent' movie for character descriptions. But the actors are not mine either.
Parings: Erik/Raoul, Christine/Raoul, Erik/Christine (mentioned in past-tense...)
Summary: Christine ditches Raoul for some other man, Raoul is left shattered believing he is not meant to fall in love. Raoul tries to kill himself but ends up wondering around Paris aimlessly in a rain storm. He trips and falls on the stone street and is helped up by a mysterious man who is wearing a cloak hiding his features. The man takes Raoul to his house only shedding his cloak when they are inside. Half of his face is covered with an interestingly beautiful mask
AN: This is mostly Raoul-centric but Erik will have a few spiels of his own (I consider myself a far better Raoul then Erik even if I've morphed Erik's aggressive murdering personality...)
Shattered
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Prologue
~Raoul~
It was cold in the estate. He remembered when he was young and he used to ask his parents for extra blankets. But he wasn't speaking in physical terms because in reality the estate was always comfortable. In other words never too hot and never too cold. No this was the kind of cold one could only feel if their heart had been shattered into tiny little pieces. Christine, his ex-fiancée' had left him. She had told him right to his face and in a rather lengthy letter that although she had cared for him...perhaps loved him at one point in her life, she had fallen in love with another man.
In her letter she had gone into detail about how she met this man and how she tried so very hard not to love him. But honestly the words turned to gibberish after a while to Raoul's eyes. Raoul had never felt like he wasn't good enough. Sure, he knew that he wasn't the most amazing man in the world or something like that; but he thought he was a good man. A man who had tried to love Christine with all his heart and soul. But it wasn't good enough, he wasn't good enough.
He felt like she had reached in his chest and pulled out his heart and smashed it to the floor. So now all that was left was a dull, aching beat in his chest. It felt cold...empty. All thanks to one woman. All thanks to love. Or was it ever love? Did she ever love him?
~Erik~
He had been alone for quite some time. Honestly, he had stopped counting about five years ago when she left him. Not that she had been a terrible loss to him. It might have hurt a little bit to know that he had spent time in his life to teach her how to sing and she never gave him any sort of recognition in public. And it might have been a slap in the face when she told him that she was in love with another man. A man that had been her childhood friend and that he loved her. That she had only loved Erik because first and foremost she pitied him.
See Erik was horribly disfigured on one side of his face. That side of his face was covered by a mask that he hid from the world. Not that he really had anything to do with the world. No, Erik was extremely reserved. He had always lived alone and had preferred it that way until he heard her sing when she was younger. He thought she had a beautiful voice and secretly approached her and asked her if she took private lessons. She said no but would like to someday and Erik offered her lessons on the condition that she came to his small house.
He supposed that somewhere in that time it went from a student and teacher relationship to lovers. They kissed and touched. Even said I love you. And just as quickly it seemed to fall apart. Erik honestly didn't mourn her loss, he didn't even like calling her by name in his head. As far as he was concerned she meant nothing to him so why even mention her name in his head?
~Fin
AN: I'm pretty sure these will all be short chapters but I do have other things that need to be written and edited. This story is just a detour lol. I will be posting some Scrubs and Merlin FF in a while.