Dream 10: Don Juan

By: PittsBurghFuzz

Dear Diary,

I had not seen Christine for days, I couldn't bear our separation. I knew I would see her when Don Juan Triumphant premiere, but that seemed like an eternity from now, and eternity a man my age couldn't afford. I am fifty years old, and my health is in bad shape, I can't wait much longer for Christine. I know she will take the role in my opera, I just know it! Maybe, she will choose me! Then after I die, she can go with Raoul, and be happy for the rest of her days! No, I couldn't keep her down with me for six months, if I even have that long. What of I were to die, and she were there all alone! She is merely a child, she wouldn't know what to do! She would wither away and die if I were to suddenly perish, without anyone to come down and save her. Ah what's the difference? The boy isn't going to find my lair, and to my estimation, only two other people know of where I hide, no wait, three. Two of them are women, Christine and Madame Giry, and the other is my dear old friend, the daroga. I don't believe anyone of these three people would dare reveal my location.

I found myself, strangely enough, backstage at the theater. I was observing the crew set up the props and equipment needed for this show. Don Juan was indeed to triumph! Strangely, I heard someone calling my name. It was Christine!

"Erik? Erik?" she called out.

I jumped down and was right behind Christine. She turned around and jumped.

"Erik! You scared me!" she said.

I looked down. Christine gently placed her hand on my cheek. "Not like that Erik." I smiled a little after she had said that.

"Isn't it amazing Erik? They're producing your opera!"

"Yeah, I guess it is." I looked to the corner for a moment, but Christine lifted my face.

"What's wrong Erik? Is Raoul bothering you?" she asked.

I nodded. "If you must know, yes."

"Don't let it bother you Erik, please? You have to perform tonight, and you can't let silly Raoul bother you."

I looked at Christine in confusion. "'Silly Raoul'?" I repeated. n"What makes you say that?"

"Well, after that one Sunday, Raoul was rather cruel to me at home, and-"

"Did he-?"

Christine didn't reply to my question.

"Christine? I have to know, did he hurt you?" I asked.

"Erik, please don't-" Christine begged.

"Don't what? Kill him? I thought Raoul was silly."

"He is, but please Erik. Don't let it destroy you."

"Alright then, but of he does anything else, I swear I will-"

"Not tonight Erik, please?"

Christine's eyes almost had tears in them. Her brown eyes begged for this favor, so I couldn't refuse.

"Alright then Christine."

She smiled and gave me a big hug. Christine then kissed me on the forehead.

"Now hurry up Erik, we have a show to do!" Christine told me.

"Alright then." I told her.

I don't wish to go over the stupid details of the show, and I wish to get down the important moments.

"You did it Erik! Everyone loves Don Juan! Did you hear them applaud after your solo?" Christine asked, with an abundance of energy.

I touched her cheek with my hand. "Really? All I heard was the audience roaring 'Christine Daae'!"

Christine blushed. "Erik, I have to tell you something."

"Yes Christine?" I asked, leaning forward.

"Well I-"

As soon as she was about to speak, Raoul stumbled into the room, drunk.

"Christine, BLAH!" Raoul puked all over the floor.

I got off from my seat and socked Raoul in the nose. He covered his nose, which revealed a lot of blood.

"What the hell are you doing here? You dare stumble into this room and insult Christine like that? You little piece of dog sh-"

"That's enough Erik." Christine's voice commanded.

I stopped.

"Raoul, I told you, I don't want to deal with you anymore, I can't deal with your drinking issues." Christine told the miserable fop.

"Now w-w-w-wait a-a-a-a-a moment right th-th-there you little bitch!"

"What did yo call her? I don't think Christine deserves your mother's title Raoul." I roared.

"Erik stop it!" Christine begged.

"How the hell can I stop when this little shit won't stop insulting you?"

"Just please Erik, he had serious issues. You had problems too Erik! Its just that your problems aren't as detrimental to our relationship."

"Alright Christine, whatever you say."

"Now, lets get to that layer of ours."

"Our layer, I thought-!"

Christine then stopped me in my tracks and we kissed.

"You talk too much, now lets go!"Christine pulled on me.

I woke up to find that Ayesha was pulling on my pants. I slapped my face and chuckled, with tears coming down my face.