CHAPTER 10
HIS ANGEL: PART II
Erik's POV
I got home that night, if that could be called a home, and took my rage out on everything and anything. I didn't know if I was more upset at me or the world. The world had been cruel but I should've known better.
This angel I had seen was gone and all my hope had been taken away. "Hope," I scoffed. I should've known better than to have hope.
I tried to submerge myself in my music but after ten minutes I'd had enough. I couldn't play, I wasn't inspired by anything. It seemed this girl had taken away my music with her. "Divine," I said sarcastically.
I decided to take a walk around the opera house, or tunnels, if I was being more precise. I put on my black cloak which I had taken off when I got here and went on my way.
Everything looked as it had last time but it was never a bad idea to check everything around here. I didn't want anyone to stumble upon my place, even though the likelihood of that happening was next to nothing. As I was almost ready to go back I heard a sound. I wasn't sure what it was so I tried to find where it was coming from. As I was trying to follow the sound I was taken aback. I found something I had never seen before. A glass door of the sorts. It wasn't exactly a door though because it didn't have a handle, it looked more like a mirror. But what sort of mirror was this, if that is what it was? I could barely see my reflection but I could see right through it. And on the other side there was a room. I kept looking through the glass trying to make sense of it and then I heard that sound again, more clearly now, but it wasn't just a sound, it was a voice. And a beautiful voice at that. The most beautiful voice I'd ever heard. I got closer to the glass and that's when I saw her. She passed right next to the glass and then sat on the bed in the room. It was her, my angel. I smiled, which I didn't do often, and almost collapsed of happiness just by seeing her.
What was she doing here? I thought she was gone but she wasn't. She was here and now she looked more like an angel than ever. I had found her beautiful before but now that I had heard her voice, she was much more than beautiful. She was perfection and so much more.
She was looking down at a paper and smiling. I wondered, what was making her so happy? But my thoughts were interrupted by her looking up. I froze on the spot. I had been so ecstatic at seeing her, I hadn't thought about she seeing me. She kept looking at the glass and then got up and stood right in front of it. I held my breath. And then she started fixing her hair, as if I wasn't there. What was this? Couldn't she see me? I put a hand on the glass and then realized she really couldn't see me at all.
My fear of being seen now gone, I got as close as I could to the glass. She was the complete opposite of me. I was a monster and she was complete beauty. This had been the closer I had been to her since that day I met her and yet it wasn't enough. She was right in front of me but at the same time she was worlds apart.
She walked away from the glass and got into bed. I watched her fall asleep and I didn't have the strength to walk away. So I sang to her even though she couldn't hear me. But as I kept singing I realized I might be wrong because a smile formed on her face and I wished with all my heart I was the reason.
And now as I stood here I didn't know what to do. Should I go to her or keep hiding in the shadows? That kiss had changed everything. My life, my existence, all for the better. And yet when she tried to take off my mask, the biggest fear overcame me. Terror crept through my body and I no longer felt happiness. I was scared to my bones of what could happen if she saw the other side of my face. Any reason she'd had to be attracted towards me would disappear and she would see me for what I really am, a monster. She would look at me with disgust like everyone else and I couldn't bear that. I couldn't take it if my angel, the one who held the key to my heart, looked at me that way.
She might want me to show myself to her now but I couldn't keep my face hidden forever and I was sure that when she saw it, all this would end and she'd be repulsed at having kissed me. I knew this all too well but still I wanted to go to her. It broke my heart seeing her like this.
But this was for the best. Even though that kiss had been everything to me, she wouldn't want to see me again once she saw my face. It was better if I just walked away, so that this memory could never be tainted and replaced by the look of disgust in her face. And with that thought in mind I walked away, my heart breaking as I heard her start to cry.
Hello there! I hope you're liking the chapters from Erik's point of view. As you probably realized by now, this is a retelling of what happened from Erik's point of view. It started and ended with Erik being in front of the mirror on the third night Christine asked him to come back. I had a lot of fun writing from his point of view and there could be more chapters like this but it's not a sure thing. This was a two part chapter so Erik's point of view is over for now. But if you want more chapters like this, leave a review letting me know :D Until next time!