Disclaimer: I own nothing relating to Phantom of the Opera, I'm just a complete dork.
Thanks to Musicalroza999, my faithful phan :D
Esmeralda was in a castle.
"It's completely white." she muttered as she walked down the hallway. In every other room there was something but mainly it was the children she used to sing too, they were playing happily on the floor.
As she came to the end of the hallway she saw a white door with green letters on it. It said, "Esmeralda."
Smiling, she opened the door. It took her to realize it was her castle on a cloud. "Great. I must be dead." My brother raped me to death.
Shivering, she opened the door.
The room was beautiful, there were pictures of her family and friends everywhere. But the thing that kept her attention the most was the fact that her Angel was there.
"Wondering child so lost so helpless, yearning for my guidance."
Esmeralda smiled, playing along as she slowly walked up behind him.
"Angel or Father? Friend or Phantom? Who is it there, staring."
"Have you forgotten your angel?"
"Angel, oh, speak what endless longings, echo in this whisper!" she wrapped her arms around him from behind. He turned in her arms, holding her tight.
"Too long, you've wandered in winter, far from my fathering gaze."
He was holding her much too tight. "Sing for me,Es."
To her complete horror, she realized this wasn't her angel, but her brother.
"Help! Erik!"
"Wake up, Es!" Damon shook her. "WAKE UP!"
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Esmeralda woke up with a start, her fists flying.
"OW!"
"Oh my God, Erik, I'm so sorry!" she covered her mouth, before inspecting his eye.
He hovered over her. "Are you alright?"
"Well, other then a sore ankle and the fact that I just punched the man I love in the face, I'm alright."
Brushing her hair back, he muttered. "You're tempting me again."
"Than don't deny it." she said with a smile, wrapping her arms around his neck.
He leaned down, pressing his lips to hers gently. He wasn't expecting it to feel so perfect.