As soon as I thought I had fallen something lassoed itself onto my wrist. I was literally dangling on the side of the inn, looking down to what might have been my fate. The rope pulled me roughly to safety making a sick cracking noise as it did. I screamed.
There was no angel. How could I be so stupid. I just danced off the side of a building. I was on the roof again panting and crying looking into a pair of blue eyes flecking with green. He only does that when he cries...
He scooped me up in his arms and held me like a child tightly to his chest and sobbed over me. "Christine..Christine..Christine.." He said over and over. I cried too and held tightly onto him.
"Erik" I broke into a coughing fit of tears as I said his name. "I heard a voice.." I cried.
"It..was..mine.." He sobbed with me.. Barley able to get the words out. "What were you doing Christine.. Did you really want to leave me this time..?" He said.
"Not like you think Erik" I cried
"Are you okay?" He said.
"My wrist.." I cried.
"I didn't mean to Christine.. I was trying to save you. My God, What were you doing!"
"What kind of life is it to live... with you not believing me and accepting that I want to stay.. You would have never believed me.. and I couldn't go back to Raoul.. that's not what I want.. and I don't want anything to happen to you.. and missing our home.. It's mine and yours.. Why couldn't we just go back and be together that way? I couldn't live with us like this.." I said.
There was silence..
"It's not safe Christine.. and you should have never tried to.." He paused.
"Kill yourself." I sobbed harder. "Lets fix your wrist love.." He said with tears in his eyes. He took me downstairs and put me in the room and left to go make arrangements for a doctor.
-Erik's Point of View-
She was telling the truth all along.. or maybe she was just trying to end it all because she wanted Raoul and realized she would never be free. But after this whole ordeal.. I knew what to listen to.. In all of my life I've drown out what I've felt and used my clever and cunning abilities and listening to mind.
Now I knew. Christine wanted to stay.. She may not love me. But she seems to want to stay with me. She missed Paris.. I thought. But how will I ever give that back to her.. Maybe in a few years.. I began to elaborate on this thought but decided it best to focus on the immediate problem. Fixing Christine. I left her in the room and walked briskly down the stairs toward the Innkeeper.
"My wife needs a doctor, she's fallen and I think broken her wrist." I said with tears still staining my face.
"We'll call for one right away Sir, It's fine. Don't be too upset. I'm sure they can fix her wrist right up." He said.
"I know." I said walking away without another word.
When I returned to our room and opened the door Christine was changing and had her back to the door. I noticed large purple bruises all along her back.. and 5 prints of hands blemishing her shoulders.. Tears welled in my eyes again and I looked away and cleared my throat.
"Christine.." I said.
"Oh!" She said and seemed to struggle with her wrist trying to pull herself and dress into the bathroom. I followed after her and began to help her undress and redress only looking at the bruising on her back. It broke my heart. I only hurt the things that I love dearest I thought.
"Don't look.." Christine said.
"The only thing I see is what I've done to you.." I said.
"It's nothing."
"I'm so sorry Christine.." I said. "You saved my life."
"Barley.. How could you jump Christine..?" I said. "I told you Erik."
"This is my fault.." I said. And it was. "I just want things to be normal again.. To be able to make music in the Opera house.. To let you teach me again.. All those people and things that are lost and gone Erik.. behind us.." She said.
"I know Christine.. and I know this is the worst situation possible and you would rather be with.." I started to say but a knock came at the door and when I answered it, it was the doctor. He came in a proceeded to care and wrap Christine's wrist, conforming it was broken I made a joke to Christine saying
"I don't know what were going to have to do with you if I have to call another doctor the next time we stay away from home." She never cracked a smile.
The doctor began going through his bag for an unknown reason and Christine turned to look at me while lying on the bed.
-Christine's point of View-
After all that had happened her I lay once more, being treated by a doctor.. My upper body sore from the ordeal today and my wrist throbbing from Erik's miraculous rescue. He sat down on the bed beside of where I lay and I began thinking again. In the time I was alone I began thinking about everything. I knew I had to speak up to Erik and tell him how I truly felt.. Or nothing was ever going to change.. Erik was my teacher, my friend, my love.. He had been there with me through everything.. He was musical, magical. A mysterious man, I knew I was about to cross line and move mountains no one had ever before.. But it was Erik.. It was always Erik I thought. When I was only a little girl in the Opera house he sang to me as I slept and put beautiful dreams in my head. He was an angel, in his own way. He was magic to me. He taught me everything.. made my voice soar..
He entwined the notes of the music of the night into my soul for me to live with forever. And I know Erik is here, inside my mind...and my heart.. and voice.. and soul.
Open up your mind.. Let your fantasies unwind..
I knew what I felt must be true.. I couldn't deny it.. . I didn't resist against it this time..
In this darkness that you know you cannot fight..
I loved Erik, and I loved Raoul. I could feel myself breaking away from this middle ground. I felt myself slipping away from reality and living in this make believe world with Erik He floated higher in my mind and heart than Raoul , I knew this. We could just keep running, But after all this would he ever believe that I truly loved him?
The darkness of the music of the night..
With that I scooted my body closer to Erik's. His black cloak and shining blue eyes. I leaned my head into his chest as he was looking outside the window. He turned those bright blue eyes on me and held his breath as he realized where I was.
Willingly.
My eyes filled with tears and I began to sob again. Snow peacefully hit the ground outside the window not reflecting the situation at all.
"Christine.." he said., and hesitantly put his hand on my head and when I didn't flinch, he pulled me closer to him. "Why are you crying?" he said. He laid his cheek on top of my head.
"I need to speak with you privately Erik. I have much to say. I don't want anyone to hear this.." I said. I sobbed hard. He nodded confused and put his hand on my cheek and got up.
"Doctor?" Erik said.
"Yes?"
"I think my wife is in a lot of pain. Can you help her anymore?" He said.
The doctor left some medication and Erik thanked him and informed him we wished to be left alone. Erik the shut the door and gracefully turned around to look at me.
"Christine?" He said.
"Erik..come sit down here.." I said. Sobbing only lightly again. It seemed as if I was doing a lot of crying lately. He came and sat beside of me on the bed but not touching me this time.
"This situation..could not be any worse.." I said. "I know you know that.. But you have to understand.. I miss home. Everything is gone Erik. I don't know this place, my heart is breaking. I want to be with you.. and I will run as far as it takes.." His eyes widened and recognition flashed in his eyes.
"But.. it's killing me.. I don't know what to do." I said. "I'm just letting everything out. I have to tell you all this and when you were gone for a bit i began thinking 'it's Erik. He's always been there. If you tell him everything he is bound to understand' and I know you will. I want to go home and I know we can't. I miss Raoul but I don't think.." I paused.
"I don't think I love him. Not like I love you Erik.." His face was incredulous. His eyes were wide and tears were running down his cheeks. I smiled and cried too. But went on. "My heart is breaking for him, yet I want to be here with you. I wish none of this would have ever happened and I could have just stayed at the Opera house with you.. and we could have sang.. and been happy.. and poor Raoul.. he wouldn't be searching and we wouldn't both be breaking in two." I said sadly.
"But the way I feel for him is not the way I feel for you, I realize this now.. I don't feel the passion and.. the music that I feel with you. Your beautiful inside and out.." I cried
"What I'm trying to say is that I love you, and I'm going to stay with you. Don't leave me, Don't go away. Just keep singing me to sleep like you did every night when I was a little girl. Keep singing those songs in my head Erik. All I want is for you to help me in this confusion and take this pain away. Figure something out. Do something. Just don't leave.." I said sobbing hard. "Believe me." I cried to him.
"I love you too Christine.." He cried. "I believe you.. I should have believed you all along." he said. He pulled me close and kissed my head.
"I just want this to be over." I said.
"It will be.." He said. "It will be Christine.."
"I just want to make everything okay.." He held me close and stroked my hair and cried too.
"I love you Christine.. So much.." He said.
"I want it to be okay.." I said. Maybe sounding mad I thought.
"I'll do whatever you want to make it okay love.." He said.
"Erik.. I love you.. But I guess what I'm trying to say is that I need to make it right with Raoul.." I cried softly.
A/n Yet another cliffy! Message me with your ideas. Thanks for everything! 3
