A/N: HIYA!!! Wow, it's been awhile… sorry about that… hehe… oops lol Anyway here it is Chappie 7.. Even though it's ridiculously short don't worry! It's sort of a filler chpter and I have chapter 8 all ready to be typed up as well! ^_^ And one more thing before we start… last chapter I believe I said Jolie was going to dinner… I meant breakfast… it's not important really lol.. But it bugged me soo yeah… Have fun!
Phool: In Her Eyes
Chapter 7 - The Only Thing Better
Erik sat down at his organ, "What is wrong with me? I shouldn't have let Jolie leave like that. She was obviously upset. I don't even know why she was so upset, which is the worst part of it… I have to find her. Christine should be asleep or a few more hours…" Erik convinced himself. He got up from his bench.
He used a more direct way to get to the dormitories rather than using the lake, which took forever and eternity to cross. He was as quiet as a shadow as he peered into Jol's dormitory. Her flaming red hair was no where in sight, 'Where could she be?' He pondered, 'The stage!'
He eagerly made his way to Box 5 and saw her there… dancing… drifting as if in a dream. He began to hum… "Hmmm, mmm, mm. Hmmm, mmm, mm." He had no idea where this melody was coming from, but it felt right and he loved it. Suddenly, he stopped. A man had just lifted Jol into the air and she was visibly distraught.
He calmed as she clamed and enjoyed her witty remarks. 'She's a natural on the stage,' he thought, 'What… What is she doing? She's dan… dancing with him?!' Erik was so enraged that when Jean kissed Jol he almost leapt from Box 5 onto the stage. But Jol beat him to knocking some sense into the man. He felt proud that she had been able to defend herself, and was thus able to write off his undeniable concern for her as that of an almost fatherly nature.
He watched Jol storm away, 'Where is she going now?' he sighed and followed her. He stepped where she stepped, and moved as she moved until they reached the chapel. He used the hidden door that led him to behind the glass angel and just watched her.
They sat there hour upon hour. She cried… he ached. She laughed… he smiled. He realized the only thing better than watching her now, totally unguarded, would be to be sitting there, on the cool stone floor, next to her.
But he couldn't. He had to get back to Christine. His eyes grew wide and shock twisted his visible face, 'Christine! I almost forget!' he swiftly stood up and ran through he winding corridors, hidden in the walls, back to his lair and his waiting Christine.
