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CHRISTINES POV
I stand there, sobbing, as Erik tightens the rope around Raoul's neck. It kills me to see the 2 men I love most in pain. Why does my life have to be so complicated? All I want is to be happy, something neither of them are giving me at the moment.
It wasn't until I saw Erik looking at me that I realised I was slowly moving towards him, the bottom of my wedding dress getting soaked as I move through the water. Once I reach him, I can truly see the pain behind his eyes, he looks so lost, so fragile, all he wants is to be loved.
I have to make a choice. Erik or Raoul? I have been with Erik most of my life but Raoul was my childhood sweetheart.
I stand there, in front of Erik, looking down thinking about what to do. That's it, I've got to do it, and it's now or never.
I look up into Erik's eyes and smile slightly, showing him that I care. And then I do something I didn't believe I would ever do. I kiss him, holding his face in my hands, memorising the features on his deformed face. Once I pull away I look into his eyes again. That's when he starts crying, something that breaks my heart into a million tiny pieces. I have just shown him what it's like to be loved. What it's like to have someone there for you.
He starts to walk past me, sobbing as he goes. He wants me to take Raoul and leave? I kissed him to show him I wanted to be with him, why can't he see that. I love him. I love him so much more than I love Raoul.
I go to free Raoul from the snake like ropes round his neck, still thinking about Erik. Once Raoul is freed I hug him and tell him to go and leave me.
After Raoul's refusals, I finally convince him to leave. And so he does, leaving me in my wedding dress, now heavy with water.
Once I know Raoul is completely out of site, I hurry up to Erik's room, where I once laid during my first proper encounter with the Phantom. I see him sitting on the floor at the end of the bed, holding the music box in both hands, tears rolling down his cheeks as he hums out the tune being played. I walk over and sit down beside him. He looks at me in pure surprise, wondering what I am still doing in his lair.
I lift up a hand and place it on his deformed cheek. "I choose you Erik, you are my angel of music, and I cannot deny the love I have for you. I wish to be with you, for the rest of eternity, if you let me."
I watch him as a smile slowly grows at the corner of his mouth. That smile indicated the start of a new life. A life I will have with my Angel of music.
