Me: soooo this is the first chapter, YAY! I'm so excited for this, and don't worry, I'll try to update this as fast as I can, but you have to consider I'm having a hard time writing this in English so I'm going to need help from my best friend so, I'll try to reply to all the reviews I can and to make the chapters long, but it's not that hard to make them long because I have sudden attacks of inspiration daily! :D but this first 2 chapters will be the exception. But don't worry, they're posted together for the same reason

Erik: Where the hell am I?

Me: huh? *turns around and sees Eik* EEP! *faints*

Erik *catches me just before I hit the ground* huumm, well I guess I'll have to see who is she and why the hell am I here, but hey! Here's something, I think it's the chapter so, Enjoy!

Remember you.

Erik's POV.

I'm here after all that happened today but instead of crying about Christine, there's something about her that it's calling the back of my mind to remember. Something? No, it's someone. Someone that Christine made me remember of. But who? Who could that someone be? Maybe someone from my childhood? No, impossible, anyone liked me, not even think about love. What about… yes! Maybe I didn't love Christine as how I believed it. Maybe I only loved her because she reminded me of her. But still, I can't seem to remember her name. I can remember her though. Her beautiful, long and brown hair and how it used to fall just to her shoulders when she tied it in a ponytail.

Her perfect brown eyes and how they shined when she smiled, oh, and how I loved when her beautiful smile was caused by me. Her lips, how would those lips drive me mad just by the wish of kissing her. And I won't ever forget her perfect face when she first saw me, it was a mix of curiosity and sadness by seeing how the gypsies would treat me for entertaining the public. I think that maybe, just maybe, I saw a little tear escape from her eye.

I just wish that I could see her again, even if she doesn't remember me.

But which was her name? God, Erik, you lived with her three months! How could you forget her name after what she did for you? It was with E, Elena! That was her name.

Elena, I hope our paths cross again one day.

Me: well this is awkward, I don't remember falling asleep in this bed, worse, I don't recognize.. wait, no, I couldn't be!

Erik: *returns from wherever he was* oh, so you finally woke up. Well I was expecting that you could help me…

Me: EEEP! *faints again*

Erik: oh merde, well, this is going to be ratter difficult, so, it didn't happen anything here so keep moving. *going out of the room and the coming in again as if remembering something* Oh, before I forget, she does NOT own me okay? well, the original version of me, "that phantom" because it seems that I'm not going to leave her for some time now *sighs* well, keep reading and R&R maybe that way she will wake up.