Chapter 4 Trying to get Christine to listen

"I heard it all…" Erik was about to kiss Christine, but she stepped away.

"I'm sorry, but I have to go." Christine said as she was backing away from Erik.

Erik grabbed Christine's hand. "I just need two minutes…"

"I'm sorry." Christine whispered, pulled her hand away, and ran to the door leading to the opera house.

"Come back, Christine!" Erik called. "I won't take long!" But it was too late, she was gone.

The next night

"…that's what happened." Christine was telling Meg what had happened the night before on the roof.

"Why didn't you stay with him?!"

"I don't know. I guess I was just trying to keep all of this to myself, but now he knows."

Meg looked at the crackling fire, and Christine just glanced at the mirror and gasped. Erik was standing there, just like that first night. He waved his hand; motioning her to go over to him.

"Um, Meg…"

"Yeah,"

"Do you mind if we go to your room? I'm getting tired, so, I might go to bed early." Christine quickly said.

Meg gave Christine a questioning look.

"I mean, um, I'm just so tired of my room. Um, let's go to your room to talk… please?"

Meg saw that Christine was uneasy about something, so she said, "Oh. Let's go."

So they walked to Meg's room.

Why did she run off like that? Erik asked himself. She always talks to me. Something must be bothering her.

So, for the next few nights, Erik was trying to talk to Christine. But, every night, it was the same answer, "I'm sorry, I'm busy."

One night, Christine came into her room with an opera in her hands. She was singing as she walked in. She sat down on the couch to practice.

Erik heard her singing, and called to her from the mirror, "Do you want me to teach you that opera?" Maybe now I can talk to her.

"Um, Erik," Oh boy, "You… you taught me very well. May… maybe its time I try to sing this by myself."

She still doesn't want to talk to me. "Ok, Christine. You're right. You should try to do this by yourself." Even though I'm going to be sitting right here the whole time.

"Erik, I meant that you can go do something down in your place. I don't need you to be peaking over my shoulder."

"Fine, I'll go, Christine. I hope you are happy." And Erik walked away, leaving Christine alone.

Christine waited a second, and then said, "Erik. Erik, I need help!" When she didn't hear a reply, she let out a sigh of relief. "Now I know he isn't going to be talking about our relationship. Well, I better get back to work." And with that, Christine started going through the opera again.

Erik got the message. She doesn't want to talk to me. So, Erik left her alone, and finished writing his opera, Don Quan. He also thought of other ways of telling Christine he loves her.

He could tell her during Masquerade, which is the next day, or, if that doesn't work, he will write her a letter. That letter, telling her that he loves her, and telling her to meet him somewhere private.

"We will just have to see what happens tomorrow." Erik told himself.

The next day

Masquerade

Masquerade had started two hours ago. Christine didn't really feel like dancing, but she danced a few times with Raoul, and some other men that lived in the opera house.

The song "Masquerade" just started playing, and Raoul came over to Christine.

"May I have this dance?" He asked her.

"Why not," Christine said as she took Raoul's hand; they glided to the dance floor.

Before the ending of the song, the singers were on the stairs, singing and dancing.

"Masquerade, painted faces on parade, masquerade hide your face so the world will never find…"

Just then, Erik stepped into the room, and did his "opera ghost" thing.

After he was done, Christine had a feeling that he wanted to talk to her. So, Christine walked up the steps, leaving Raoul behind.

"Wait, she's coming to me… I can tell her now!" Erik thought.

As soon as Christine stood right in front of Erik, he took her hands in his, and mouthed the words "I love you."

Christine saw Erik mouth the words, but instead of "I love you" she saw "I hate you." He hates me!? My angel of music hates me!? Christine could feel herself go faint, and she fell to the ground.

"Oh no," Erik gasped as he caught Christine. Madam Giry ran forward to help. "Carry her to her room, since you're the reason she fainted."

Erik looked at Madam Giry.

"Go along with it." She whispered. "We're not supposed to know each other."

Erik nodded, and picked up Christine and carried her to her room.

When they got to Christine's room, Erik laid Christine down on her couch. Madam Giry walked in behind him and shut the door.

"I don't know what happened! She walked up to me and then fainted!" Erik explained to Madam Giry.

"Did you say anything?"

"No, I just mouthed the words 'I love you'. That's all."

"I don't think she got the message." Madam Giry said, looking at Christine.

"The only other way I can tell her is if I write a note or something."

"Yes, that is exactly what you are going to do. Write a letter telling her how you feel, and have her meet you somewhere."

That is exactly what Erik did. He wrote her a quick letter, and then left.

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~phantomlover101