The mask falls

This takes place after Christine runs away with Raol...

I'm sorry if it's a bit clumsy in the beginning, but it's because I haven't had the chance to read the book yet, and I'm still not very good with my English ( I'm Brazilian)... But I'm so obsessed about the Phantom that I had to write some fanfiction about it... I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writting it! D

Inspiration from... well, lots of things, actually. I guess Marian Keyes, as I've been obsessing over her books, Nightwish lyrics ( who are so FKING perfect!)...

( any grammar mistakes or anything like that, PLEASE correct me, I'm be eternally grateful!)

Disclaimer: It's obvious I don't OWN the Phantom of the Opera. If I did, I'd be making out with him instead of writing fanfiction, right? ¬¬".

The Night after

Christine felt the winds of freedom blowing on her face, as she was sitting in the train with Raol, heading to the North. She couldn't believe it… She was free! As she had always dreamt, no more night! It was such a relief, it was all over now. They were alone in the cabin, and the train seemed empty and very calm. The landscape was slowly changing, as they were getting out of Paris. The houses were becoming rare, until they reached a fully rural area. As the night approached, the sunlight was becoming red, and the green fields acquired a yellowish warm tone. It all seemed so innocent, as if it reflected the affection Christine had for Raol. Later on, she'd always remember this fields as 'the gold fields'.

"My dear love... I want to be with you, forever. Even in death. Even if the stars fall apart, I'll be at your side." Said Christine, in a very childish voice.

"Yes Christine, my dear... I also love you too."

And with these sweet words, Raol gently kissed Christine on the lips.

She couldn't believe how perfect he was... His eyes, shining with love, love that he felt for her! What a delight! His hair, so perfect, combed in a charming ponytail... Very Navysh-like.

Suddenly she realized that almost everything in Raol was perfect: His manners, his words, his teeth, his hands...

"I wish we could go to England before we go anywhere else, dear. I'd enjoy being a few weeks in London with you."

"Well, I've never been to London. I suppose we can go there, if you wish! What a joy, to have all the time in the world to go to all the places we'd like to visit..." She said, in an enthusiastic voice.

" Then London is our first destination, my love."

"Although Raol, I truly wish there was no destination. Have you ever considered it…? Destination anywhere! I really don't care where we're going as long as we're together!"

" Yes, well, don't be silly now, dear. London is much better than anywhere, you'll see."

She passionately nodded, and placed her head in his shoulder. After one hour or so, someone knocked on the door, and without waiting for a reply, the person opened the door. It was a woman, pushing a car filled with all sorts of food.

" Excuse me, mousier, mademoiselle" the lady bowed and they nodded in reply " would you like anything to eat?" Christine realized something very weird about this woman, as if some sort of energy had filled the room as she walked in. She looked very ancient and wore her long gray hair in a plait. It was visible in her expression that she was many years old and yet it was impossible to tell how many. For a second, her gaze met Christine's, and her heart skipped a beat. Chills ran through her spine.

" Are you feeling all right, child? I feel great grief in your heart."

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OMG,I hate writing all this scenes between Raol and Christine, while I'd like to accidentally (yeah, right xD) drop a piano in his head.