Chapter 7
Erik's POV
I kept Christine out too late. It is about two in the morning when we go through the glass mirror in our music room.
"Christine will you go to church with me on Sunday?"
"Of course. When is Mass?"
"Eight o'clock in the morning."
"Okay."
"I'll get you at seven okay? Be sure not to sleep in."
"Okay." she replies, with a smile.
I kiss her goodnight and leave.
Fr. Beaumont is the man who showed me how to be a good Catholic and how to be a good person. I could not have done it all by myself. And I want Christine to meet him.
Saint Lucia of sight is the church that all the blind, broken, injured, unwanted, and all the 'imperfect' people go to. It is the church that I fell like I belong.
On this Sunday Christine and I arrived early for Mass. There aren't that many people here. Christine sits next to we hold hands when we sit. After Mass we go over to Fr. Beaumont.
"Christine this is Fr. Pierre Beaumont. Fr. Pierre Beaumont this is Christine Daaé."
"A pleasure to meet you miss Daaé."
"Pleasure to meet you Fr. Beaumont."
I smile. So far things are going good they are talking and getting along. After about a hour later, we leave.
"I really like your friend Erik."
"I'm glad you do. I thought you two would have some things in common."
"I'm so happy I got to meet him, he seems to love music very much."
We make dinner together relax and talk till all hours until we have to say goodnight. I hug her and kiss her on the forehead.
Christine's POV
I really like going to Mass with Erik. It was great that I got to meet his friend. Fr. Beaumont loves music almost as much as Erik and I.
Today is Monday and I have rehearsals. There are new mangers. And I see my old childhood friend Raoul, but he doesn't seem to notice me. Raoul and his family are our new patrons.
Carlotta is yelling and walking off the stage. Everyone but the new mangers and Reyer are happy about her leaving. They are very upset, I mean their star is gone, what are they going to do?
I hear Madam Giry say that I, Miss Daaé could sing it.
"She has been taught by a great teacher."
"Who?" one asks.
"His name is Destler sir." I reply.
"Okay let's give it a go." replies Andre.
"Andre this is doing nothing for my nerves." replies Firmin.
"She's very pretty." replies Andre.
"Come on. Come on." he presses.
I sing the song think of me.
"Think of me, think of me fondly
When we've said goodbye
Remember me once in a while
Please promise me, you'll try
When you find that once again you long
To take your heart back and be free
If you ever find a moment
Spare a thought for me
We never said our love was evergreen
Or as unchanging as the sea
But if you can still remember
Stop and think of me
Think of all the things
We've shared and seen
Don't think about the way
Things might have been
Think of me, think of me waking
Silent and resigned
Imagine me trying too hard
To put you from my mind
Recall those days, look back on all those times
Think of those things we'll never do
There will never be a day
When I won't think of you
Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade
They have their seasons, so do we
But please promise me that sometimes
You will think of me."
They say that I sing like an angel. I am so happy. I am going to be the lead in the show, me, I can not believe it. I can't wait to tell Erik.
"Erik."
"Christine."
He hugs me and kisses me.
After I sigh and kiss him one more time, I say.
"Erik, I'm going to be the lead"
"Really?"
"Yes."
He picks me up and spirals me.
"I am so proud of you."
Then he kisses me again.
"Miss Christine Daaé is going to be the lead in Hannibal." he says, with love and pride in his voice.
"Yes and it's all because her teacher Erik Destler taught her so well." I reply.
"I am so proud of you."
"And I'm so happy you taught me how to sing the best that I can."
"But you still have to do your lessons." he says, with a smirk.
"Of course I will still need to go to my lessons. I can't have my voice ruined." I reply, with a laugh.
He laughs too and he kisses me on the cheek.
"I see all those times I told you to practice are starting to pay off."
