Ch 7
The month went by with little excitement, well to the others. Bella had been thrown into practice; she practiced with Madame Giry for the dance sense, and her singing with Erik. Now it was finally the night, everyone was running around the theater, getting everything into place.
Bella sat in box five as she watched the crew work, and the dancers practice. Madame Giry had given her the day off due to it being opening night, and wanted her to be unnerved when she went on stage. Bella sat in the darkness of the seat and sighed. It was hard to believe she had been here now for more than enough, and instead of switching her room they just gave her the old prima donna room. Which Bella didn't mind, due to the fact that Erik could see her in there. Erik. Erik was the phantom of the opera, no he was her life. She loved him with all her heart. How could she not?
"Erik," Bella whispered in the darkness, she wished he was here now, but he said he had business to take care with the managers. Bella sighed again, she was nervous about tonight, trying to push the fact that she would be singing in front of so many people. She didn't mind the dancing, knowing that no one would notice her, but she was going to be alone on the stage when she had to go on and sing.
The seats were sold out, the crowed of people that were outside were now taking their seats. A couple sat down across from box five, the man had long dirty blond hair that was tied back in a ribbon, and the women had long curly brown hair and dark brown eyes. Her eyes seemed to flash around the theater with some strange emotion.
"Calm down Christine, he's long gone and there's nothing to worry about," the man next to her said.
"Your right Raoul," Christine felt him squeeze her hand and looked back out on to the stage. Christine couldn't help but let her eyes flicker to box five that was right across from them.
Bella peeked out at the audience that was now all seated and relaxed. Calm down Bella. She took a deep breath then went to her place among the other dancers.
The play took off in full spring, the first two acts seemed to be down to perfection, the dancers seemed to flow with the music and even Carlotta seemed to enjoy the evening. Then act three came and Bella was in her room along with Madame Giry and Meg who helped dress her. Bella looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was white and seemed to shine in the light, her hair cascaded down around her. She looked beautiful, she was glowing with emotion.
"You looked beautiful Bella," Meg said she steeped around her.
"Meg, you should be getting ready," Madame Giry said from behind; as Meg left the room, Madame Giry pick something up off the vanity. "He can't wait to hear you sing," Madame Giry said as she handed Bella the red rose with the black ribbon tided around it. While Bella was holding the flower she could feel the excitement, she was going to sing for him.
The audience was quite, as Bella stepped on the stage, she could feel the fright of so many people watching her set in. The butterflies seemed to flutter in the bottom of her stomach. Then out of the corner of her eyes, she saw box seat five, a flash of white. The confidence that was not there before seemed to flood into Bella, and then her voice sang out, touching everyone in the theater, but it was only meant for one.
Christine watched with wide eyes, that girl, that girl that seemed to mock her, she looked to familiar; she had bright blue eyes and dark black hair. It was Bella, her sister.
"Raoul, look at her, she looked just like Bella," Christine said leaning over the rail as if trying to get a better look.
"It can't be Bella, she was," Raoul stopped talking; he could see the tears fill Christine's eyes.
"I have to find out," Christine stood up and left the box seat with Raoul close behind her.
Christine found her way to the back stage searching for the managers.
Bella: ah-ah-ah-ah-aaah-of me!
Bella looked out on the crowd with triumph in her eyes, she did it. Bella took a bow, she looked up in box five and couldn't help but smile, he was there watching her. Bella walked off the stage with glee, she was good and she knew it.
"Ah miss Bella, there is some here to see you," Monsieur Firmin said, pulling her off to the side. Bella saw a man and a women standing there with hope filled eyes. For some reason the women looked familiar, like a child hood memory, long forgotten.
"Madame Christine, this is our new star, Bella," Monsieur Firmin said.
"Hello," Bella was cut off when the women step forward and touched her cheek with slightly trembling fingers.
"Bella, it's really you, it's really you, sister," Christine pulled Bella into her warm embrace, she felt her mind scramble, this was Christine Daae, she was once the star in this theater, and the one who broke Erik, but now she was embracing her; she had called her sister.
"I don't understand," Bella said as she pulled away from the women, she looked at her face and saw tears stream down her face.
"You must not remember, Bella of the time we would play hide and seek in the attic and father would play the violin, and we would sing,"
Christine: And the angle of music
sings songs in my head.
Bella's eyes went wide, she knew that song, and her voice, and it was the first time she had ever heard it, and yet is was so familiar.
Christine/Bella: And the angle of music
sings songs in my head.
Bella could feel the tears sting her dry eyes; she could see it now, her father and his violin.
"Come let's go," Bella didn't notice that Madame Giry was with them, until she was pushing them though the crowd to her room.
"And when we would go down to the stream and play until it got dark, or when father had to come and get us," Bella was saying as she and Christine were sitting on the bed like little school girls. Bella had changed into a white night gown and a white robe.
"Yes, and when we would play hide and seek in the attic, and it took the maid's hours to find us," Christine giggled.
"Yes I remember," Said Bella with a smile.
"Bella, do you remember, what happened, when you disappeared," Asked Christine.
"Yes, I do," Bella said with sadness, "I was playing by the stream, when it got dark, you had been taking your bath so I wanted to play some more, then a black horse, or maybe it was gray, but it was galloping by, and I tried to run but then a hand grabbed me, then darkness," Bella said, her tone was dead.
"What happened to you and how did you end up here," Christine said, holding Bella's hand.
"I was sold, form one owner to the next until I turned fifteen, then a man who had bought me gave me to his son as a personal maid. HE treated me with little respect, HE told me I was worth less and ugly, that my voice sounded like a dying cat," Bella said with hate.
"But how did you end up here," Asked Christine.
"I ran, I ran as fast as I could, I ran until I was so tired, I heard a voice then there was darkness," Bella said, "Madame Giry was going to take me to a boarding house, but it was raining and then had me stay the night, I sung, and when I did the managers had me stay, giving me this room and having me practice with the other dancers," Bella said, leaving out any part about Erik.
"I'm glad, I'm so happy that I found you; that I found my sister."
Erik stood there, the shock of it all was sinking in, and Bella was Christine's sister. Erik watched them with wide eyes, Christine was as beautiful as ever, but Bella seemed out shine her.
Erik listened as Bella told Christine about her past, she hasn't told Erik out of fear of how he would react. As she told her story Erik could feel the anger rise in him, she was treated as bad as he was. If he ever found that man he would surly kill him.
"Christine, you should let your sister rest," Madame Giry said as she entered the room.
"Your right, we'll talk more tomorrow, goodnight Bella," Christine said as she followed Madame Giry out of the room.
Bella sighed as she stood up from the bed; there was only one person she wanted to be with right now.
"Erik," Bella sighed.
"Bella," Bella turned to the mirror and smiled, she watched as the mirror door opened and Erik stepped out holding his hand out for her to take to his home.
Bella sat with Erik next to her; she had told him about Christine being her sister. She had expected him to be angry with her, she was related to the one who broke his heart, but he wasn't, instead he held her in his arms.
"Erik, I don't want you to hate me," Bella said as she hide her face in his shoulder.
"Why I would hate you, Bella you are my love," Erik said as he ran his fingers though her hair, "Christine means nothing to me, you are my life Bella, I love you," Erik pulled her up and kissed her.
A/N: Im sorry, i know i havent posted in while, so here, and i know its a short one, but it all leads up the the next chapater that will be long and have many twist.
and im sorry, i know i know, i brought Christine back and im sorry for brining Carlotta back too and Raoul. But it will all lead up in the chapater to come! yay!
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