A/N: Not a very original plot but I just felt the need to write it. Obviously I don't own any of the characters in this story or the general plotline or any of that. But I do own your attention for the next few minutes hopefully.
Christine stood shivering in the waist deep water. She looked at Raoul, tied to the gate, and she looked at Erik, staring at her with eyes ablaze. Then she looked inside herself. She delved deep into her own heart and searched for the right answer. She smiled slightly as it was obvious after a few moments of consideration. Christine looked up at Erik and widened her smile. She then looked over at Raoul.
"Let him go Erik," she said quietly. "I'll stay with you." She made it sound as if she hated the decision she had just made. Erik moved over to where Raoul was bound and untied him.
"Go Raoul. I'll be fine," Christine said when she saw the look of worry on Raoul's face. "Live our the rest of your life okay? Just forget you ever knew me." She pulled up everything she had learned about acting and began to cry silently. Within a few moments, Raoul was gone and out of earshot. Erik was staring at her blankly.
"Erik," she started slowly. "I'm very sorry that I put you through this. I don't think I could ever love Raoul the way I," she paused and glanced away for a moment before she looked back at him, "the way I love you," she finished. Erik's blank stare turned to a look of shock. "Raoul's a friend. That's really all I could ever think of him as. He has no passion and no real soul. Erik you ignite something in me that I never would have thought possible. Please forgive me for sounding so forward but I just need to be with you." Erik was still just staring at her. She giggled slightly at the rather comical look on his face. She walked over to him and put her face close to his. She slid her arms around him and kissed him.
Erik failed to respond for a few moments but soon let her melt into him. Was this really happening? Did someone actually love him? How was this possible? Each question melted away as fast as it had shot at him. He was with her now. She needed him and he needed her. And nothing was going to change that.
A/N: Had a bit of trouble getting this the way I wanted it but hopefully you get the idea. I know it seems like this won't lead to much of a plot but it seriously will. Just give me a chance PWEASE? Also I'm aware that Christine sounds very mature. That's because I think that she really is, she just needed this realization to let that maturity come forward. Just thought I'd explain that.
