Dear Meg,
First, let me begin by saying that I am sorry that I left without saying goodbye. We left in such a hurry that I had no idea that we were leaving for Italy. It all just happened so fast. Of course, we preformed one of Erik's operas when we got here. I don't think I will ever be able to get over what a genius that man is.
I have also come to a decision on what I want to do with the rest of my life. When I was little and father would tell me the stories of the angel of music, I always imagined myself singing on stage being guided by the angel of music. Maybe one day finding someone who truly loved me, and the angel of music leaving me. The angel can not stay if you have given your heart to someone here and not your music. However, I don't want that dream anymore. I don't want the angel to leave me. I could never sing on stage again, and it wouldn't matter. I just don't want to be left alone. I don't think I could survive if the angel left.
I know that I am not making any sense right now, but I will explain everything when I return home. All of my love.
Yours Truly,
Christine Daae
Christine stuck in piece of paper in the envelope that she had already addressed to Meg and licked it closed. She had not seen Erik all morning. She figured that he was probably asleep or in the middle of a meeting. Italy was one of the few places where she knew that he actually went to meetings. Maybe he did it at home without her noticing.
She slipped her coat on and placed a note on her pillow explaining to Erik that she had gone out to mail a letter to Meg. Hopefully, she would be back before he returned or woke up or whatever it was that he was doing. He got back before her he would no doubt accuse her of doing something underhanded since she could have had the hotel mail it for her. She took a deep breath and left the hotel with her determination to be back as soon as possible.
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"Christine Elizabeth Daae, you get down from there right now." Erik looked at Christine as she held on to the railing. The only thing keeping her from slipping off the edge of the bridge as the wind started to blow harder and harder.
"Why, Erik? Why should I? You give me one good reason."
"Christine, I swear if you don't get over here and let me help you, I am going to strangle you with my bare hands."
"No, thank you. I think I would rather end up in the bottom of this river."
"Just let her jump, Erik. She's not worth the trouble. There are hundreds of pretty girls just like this one in the harem. Well, not as crazy. Come on, the plane's waiting on you." One of the Sultana's young servants had rushed up beside Erik.
"You already had a plane waiting on you before you even told me." Christine shouted at Erik with tears running down her face.
"Sir, please." The young manservant was anxious to get out of here. His mistress had given him a timeline, and it was quickly running out.
"Would you just shut up, you idiot?" Erik hissed. Erik wanted to strangle the young fool but was afraid that Christine would fall in her attempt to stop him. Erik softened his voice. "Christine, please come down from there. You're making a fool out of yourself."
"It never mattered to you before if I made a fool out of myself. What was it that you said to me? I just want to make sure your safe and happy. Was every word that you said to me over the past year a lie?"
"Christine, you are being unreasonable." Erik didn't understand how Christine could think such things. Why didn't she understand that he was doing this for her? He had finally come to listen to Nadir's reasoning. It was time to let Christine go. She deserved to live a life of her own. Not one that he controlled and arranged for her. As Nadir had said and Christine had reminded him of often, Christine was not a doll that Erik could simply take out of its box and play with whenever the fancy struck him.
"Am I truly? You lied to me. You kept secrets from me. You made me believe that you loved me. You let me fall in love with you. You knew you were going to leave me, and you let me fall in love with you. No, you didn't let me fall in love with you. You made sure that it was a guarantee that I would fall in love with you. You knew from the moment you had me snared in you're trap. Let's face you're Erik. You know everything."
"Christine, please don't do this." Erik pleaded with Christine.
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One hour before:
Christine tapped her feet as she waited for the elevator to arrive on the penthouse floor. A garment bag slung over her shoulder. The moment the elevator arrived she ran out of the door and into the suite looking for Erik.
She found him in his bedroom, packing his suitcase. "I thought that we weren't leaving for another couple of days."
"Plans have changed. I am leaving today. You may stay if you like. When you get back to the States, Nadir will show you to your new house and your possessions will be moved there by the time you get back."
"What are you taking about?"
"Christine, I don't want to fight you anymore."
"I don't want to fight you either."
"I am letting you go."
"I don't understand."
"I am severing our ties. I refuse to fight to keep you anymore."
"Can you at least tell me what I did?"
"You were always you, Christine."
"Can't keep what you can't change, Erik? Don't want what you can't have absolute control over? Well, screw you too Erik." She tore the ring off of her finger, flung it at Erik before dropping the bag, and running out the way that she had came.
Erik stood stunned for a moment. Coming to realize that everything that he had ever truly hoped for had just came to a screeching halt and would never ever come to past. His mother had been right. No woman would ever love him. He was simply a monster that was parading around as human.
It wasn't until Nadir came into the room that Erik remembered the garment bag that Christine had dropped on her flight out. He picked it up and laid it on the bed. The moment he pulled the zipped back white lace came come out. When he could finally open it up enough to get a decent look, he realized it was the wedding dress that he had designed for Christine. The one that he had carried with him on all of their trips. The one that Christine had never seen and was never suppose to have seen. "I thought you said that you would destroy this for me."
"I couldn't bring myself to destroy such a masterpiece. I sold it just last night, Erik. I didn't think she would have seen it." Nadir was at a loss for what to do.
Erik stared at Nadir for not a second before he ran out the door to chase the one thing that ever truly mattered in his life.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA/N: Sorry it is so short. I promise I will try to update again sometime this week. Please review.