A/N: I noticed one review that said that my character, Caitlyn is a bit unbalanced. I can safely say yes, she is very wishy washy. She doesn't really know what she wants because the only love she has ever received has been from her dear older brother, Raoul. I am going to try to make her a bit more decisive as the chapters go on. I am thinking I should bring Raoul back into the story soon. Thank you to SexyKnickers, TheRapistOfMostCharacters, and foxgodess07 for reviewing!

AN (4/6/2015): This chapter is so bad. I'm fixing it, though, so it should be tolerable soon. The next couple chapters are super rough from what I can remember. I am fixing them as fast as I can!

Chapter Nine: I Need You

Every day for the rest of the week, I went to Erik's lair for my voice lesson. We were practicing Think of Me all the time, so one day I asked to do something different.

"Erik, can I sing something else? The opera is tomorrow and I am sick of singing this song." I drank some of the water I had placed next to my sheet music.

"No, we cannot. You are still reading off the sheet music! Until you learn to sing this song without it, we are singing Think of Me." Erik played my pitch again.

I threw the sheet music to the ground and sang the song backwards and forwards without ever glancing at the sheet. I smirked at Erik once he stopped playing. Erik cleared his throat. "Very well. No more Think of Me today." He looked back at the organ and started to play. I walked towards him and sat down on the bench. His fingers moved gracefully across the keys.

"Teach me." I said to him, looking him in the eyes. He turned his head and looked at me. He nodded.

"Here; sit in the middle." He got up and stood behind the bench. "Attempt to play something." I stared at the keys like they were going to magically play themselves. I lifted my hands and gingerly placed them on top of the keys. I pushed down on one and jumped at the sound it created. I pulled my hand back really fast.

Erik laughed. "It's an organ. It's going to make noise. It's okay." He took my hands and placed them back on the organ. He put his hands directly on top of mine and pressed my fingers to make the keys play. Shivers went down my spine at the feel of his skin upon mine. I tensed a little. He could sense it. "Shh, relax." He cooed in my ear. I immediately relaxed and let his fingers move mine in a beautiful song. After a while, he took his hands off of mine.

"It's really quite simple. You just have to keep practicing at it." He said as I looked at my hands. They were tingling. I looked at the organ and there was a sheet of music on the floor next to it. I picked it up and looked at it.

There was no title. There weren't any words. It was just a series of notes. "What is this?" I asked him showing him the paper. Erik took it and looked at it. He immediately set it down again.

"It's nothing. Come, let's practice."

"Erik." I said his name and he froze looking at me. "Will you sing it for me?"

"Perhaps another time we really should—

"Erik. Please." I pleaded.

"Alright, but keep in mind, I wrote this the same day I saw you with Xavier." My mind went to the image of the boy's hanging body. I shivered but nodded my head and he began to sing the song. "You don't realize how much I need you. Love you all the time and never leave you. Please come on back to me. I'm lonely as can be. I need you." I stood up from the bench and sat on the divan near the lake. Erik made his way to the organ and sat down.

"Said you had a thing or two to tell me, how was I to know you would upset me? I didn't realize as I looked in your eyes, you told me. Oh yes, you told me you don't want my lovin' anymore. That's when it hurt me and feeling like this I just can't go on anymore. Please remember how I feel about you. I could never really live without you. So come on back and see just what you mean to me. I need you." I swayed my head back and forth. There was a beat to this song that made you want to move your body. There was no denying it.

"But when you told me you don't want my lovin' anymore, that's when it hurt me. And feeling like this, I just can't go on anymore." He sang, pounding out the melody on the keys.

"Please remember how I feel about you, I could never really live without you." I sang remembering the chorus.

"So come on back and see just what you mean to me. I need you. I need you. I need you." He played the rest of the song and slowly took his hands off the keys.

"Is this song about Christine?" I asked him as I quietly applauded.

"Um, no." He stood up and walked towards the song that I had previously discarded on the ground. He picked it up and handed it back to me. "One more run through, mon ange. Then you will be free to go."

I didn't press it and started to sing the song again. As I sang, I stared at Erik. I had a feeling that that song was about me. I could tell by the look in his eyes that it was. After the song was over, I slowly walked towards him. "Was that good?"

"Yes, it was. You have improved so much." I blushed and curtsied. "Come." He took my hand and pulled me into the boat. I faced him as he started to row back.

I started to hum a tune under my breath, subconsciously. He stopped rowing and narrowed his eyes. I stared up at him and realized what I had been humming. I stopped and looked down.

We slowly got out of the boat and walked up the stairs. It was quiet until Erik started to sing. "Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime. Say the word and I will follow you."

"Share each day with me, each night, each morning." I quietly sang. "Say you love me…" My voice died off. I couldn't ask him to say that.

"You know I do." I stared up at him with wide eyes.

"Love me, that's all I ask of you…" We sang together. I stared at his lips and then back up at his eyes. He leaned his head down and I pressed my lips against his. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into him. My hand caressed his left cheek and he broke away from me, leaning into my hand.

"Anywhere you go, let me go, too. Love me, that's all I ask of you." Our voices faded off into the dark and I pulled his lips to mine. I couldn't help it. They were so inviting.

"You know, that's the first time I have gotten through that song without being interrupted." Erik chuckled. I just smiled and he let me into my room. "Tomorrow, same time, same place?"

I nodded and he grabbed my neck, kissing me once more before closing the mirror. After he left, I put my hand to my lips. They were warm and I smiled. I heard a knock at my door. I ran to it expecting to find Madame Giry. I threw open the door.

"Caitlyn, my dear baby sister, how are you!" Raoul laughed, picking me up by the waist and spinning me in a circle. My face broke into a huge smile and I wrapped my arms around him after he put me down.

"Raoul, I'm just fantastic! Where is Christine?" I asked him. Christine peeked her head through the doorway.

"Here I am!" I squealed and ran to give her a hug. Raoul looked around my room and his eyes stopped on the rose near my bed. It was one of the roses that Erik gives me after my lessons. His face hardened and he picked it up.

Christine saw what it was and gasped. "Oh, my God. It can't be."

I turned and looked at Raoul holding the rose. My eyes widened. Oh, dear.

AN: Not that much editing in this one. Surprisingly decent chapter.