Christine bent for a breath of air from running non-stop to the edge of the
underground lake, which glowed an eerie blue color, reflecting on the dirt
ceiling that glittered dizzyingly like the still waters. She gasped for
air and panting, looked towards the small house on the other side of the
lake.
Oh, please, she thought, don't let me be too late!
The girl gained back her composure and stepped clumsily into the small row boat which blended so well with the banks of the water, that if she hadn't seen it in that exact spot before, she wouldn't have given it notice. As Christine pushed the boat away from the dirt with a paddle, a small chill crept over her. This place always scared her - everything was so mysterious and dark... she felt she was to be consumed by the water as deep as Erik's dark eyes. The rippling sound of breaking water with a paddle echoed off the sheer walls of the underground, giving Christine an uneasy feeling that she was extremely obvious and vulnerable to attack, as she had disturbed the deathly peace - and was overcome with a new fear that Erik might mistake her for someone else and try to drown her...
But with all of her swallowed terror, Christine made it safely to the other side of the lake, Erik's small house looking as lonely as the man inside must be.. she climbed out of the boat hastily, stepping up to the house, and the furthest she came to do was touch the door... what if he didn't want her? What if he became angry with her for intruding on his privacy? What if he didn't love her anymore?! She hesitated, pondering all of her confused thoughts, and for one wild moment, she spun around, ready to go back to Raoul and beg his forgiveness... but before she could even take another step, Erik's door swung open, and there he was.
They stared at each other in dumb-struck shock for possibly a minute, both looking quite flabbergasted and disbelieving to see the other again - when they thought they would never even be thought of by the other... here they both were...
Abruptly, making Erik jump a considerable height, Christine burst into tears, not daring to take another step towards her Angel of Music. But he rushed to her aid, and hesitating slightly, tried to comfort her by ushering her into his house, letting her sit on his couch. She sucked in a small breath, feeling extremely foolish, but she couldn't stop crying...
Erik, who was still quite shocked at the sight of Christine again, sat down shakily into the closest chair he could find before falling onto the ground as his legs were much like jello and he suddenly seemed unable to walk. The girl breathed in several times to attempt to calm herself, but failed, finally leaping into Erik's lap and embracing him tightly, sobbing into his shoulder.
His eyes opened as wide as they could as he stiffened, even more shocked that Christine so suddenly did such an thing unlike her usual self... but all the same, he was overcome with incredible happiness.. he was feeling terrible and broken-hearted one moment, ready to kill the intruder at his door, the next moment, he gave the comforting shoulder to the one person he was obsessed with and loved the most in the entire world!
Christine's sobs slowly lessened and it seemed she finally realized the absurdity of what she had been doing, because she let go of Erik and crawled out of his lap to the floor at his feet, looking as if she had just been hit by an angered father.
"I-I-I'm sorry, Erik!" Christine whispered, her voice trembling forcefully. "Will you e-ever forgive me?"
All Erik could do was mouth Christine's name, his throat to tight to speak.
"Erik, I swear, I will never leave you again," Christine whispered even softer, now unable to face the speechless man. "That is... if you don't hate me..."
"Why did you leave your young husband, Christine?" Erik asked bitterly, even more quietly than Christine.
"Erik... my heart belongs to you," Christine said, her voice cracking as she broke into a fresh stream of tears. "If you wish me to leave - I shall - but I should not go back to Raoul de Chagny - I do not love him!" She choked through sobs.
There was a tense moment of silence as Christine held her breath and Erik sat, still dumb-struck by Christine's beautiful face once again..
"Christine, how absurd of you," Erik commented, a slight hint of humor in his voice.
Oh no, Christine thought sadly, he won't take me back! I admitted that I loved him, and he mocks me! The girl felt silent tears fall from her eyes, feeling hurt by embarrassment and possible cruelty of Erik's words.
"Why are you crying, dear?" Erik asked softly, melting her hurt away instantly, "You are quite absurd to think I would wish of you to leave, for that is the last thing I would want you to do now you're back-..." Erik uneasily shifted in his seat. "You know I will always love you no matter what."
Christine's face spread into a weak smile, remembering her oath to Raoul to love him forever.. how childish, how foolish of her...
Erik knelt to Christine, who stared into his eyes, which were the only part of his face that wasn't covered in a mask. And for a while, all they did was sit and read each others perfect pupils, saying love over and over and over again.
A/N: Chapter three is done - more is to come soon, do not give up hope on me yet!
Oh, please, she thought, don't let me be too late!
The girl gained back her composure and stepped clumsily into the small row boat which blended so well with the banks of the water, that if she hadn't seen it in that exact spot before, she wouldn't have given it notice. As Christine pushed the boat away from the dirt with a paddle, a small chill crept over her. This place always scared her - everything was so mysterious and dark... she felt she was to be consumed by the water as deep as Erik's dark eyes. The rippling sound of breaking water with a paddle echoed off the sheer walls of the underground, giving Christine an uneasy feeling that she was extremely obvious and vulnerable to attack, as she had disturbed the deathly peace - and was overcome with a new fear that Erik might mistake her for someone else and try to drown her...
But with all of her swallowed terror, Christine made it safely to the other side of the lake, Erik's small house looking as lonely as the man inside must be.. she climbed out of the boat hastily, stepping up to the house, and the furthest she came to do was touch the door... what if he didn't want her? What if he became angry with her for intruding on his privacy? What if he didn't love her anymore?! She hesitated, pondering all of her confused thoughts, and for one wild moment, she spun around, ready to go back to Raoul and beg his forgiveness... but before she could even take another step, Erik's door swung open, and there he was.
They stared at each other in dumb-struck shock for possibly a minute, both looking quite flabbergasted and disbelieving to see the other again - when they thought they would never even be thought of by the other... here they both were...
Abruptly, making Erik jump a considerable height, Christine burst into tears, not daring to take another step towards her Angel of Music. But he rushed to her aid, and hesitating slightly, tried to comfort her by ushering her into his house, letting her sit on his couch. She sucked in a small breath, feeling extremely foolish, but she couldn't stop crying...
Erik, who was still quite shocked at the sight of Christine again, sat down shakily into the closest chair he could find before falling onto the ground as his legs were much like jello and he suddenly seemed unable to walk. The girl breathed in several times to attempt to calm herself, but failed, finally leaping into Erik's lap and embracing him tightly, sobbing into his shoulder.
His eyes opened as wide as they could as he stiffened, even more shocked that Christine so suddenly did such an thing unlike her usual self... but all the same, he was overcome with incredible happiness.. he was feeling terrible and broken-hearted one moment, ready to kill the intruder at his door, the next moment, he gave the comforting shoulder to the one person he was obsessed with and loved the most in the entire world!
Christine's sobs slowly lessened and it seemed she finally realized the absurdity of what she had been doing, because she let go of Erik and crawled out of his lap to the floor at his feet, looking as if she had just been hit by an angered father.
"I-I-I'm sorry, Erik!" Christine whispered, her voice trembling forcefully. "Will you e-ever forgive me?"
All Erik could do was mouth Christine's name, his throat to tight to speak.
"Erik, I swear, I will never leave you again," Christine whispered even softer, now unable to face the speechless man. "That is... if you don't hate me..."
"Why did you leave your young husband, Christine?" Erik asked bitterly, even more quietly than Christine.
"Erik... my heart belongs to you," Christine said, her voice cracking as she broke into a fresh stream of tears. "If you wish me to leave - I shall - but I should not go back to Raoul de Chagny - I do not love him!" She choked through sobs.
There was a tense moment of silence as Christine held her breath and Erik sat, still dumb-struck by Christine's beautiful face once again..
"Christine, how absurd of you," Erik commented, a slight hint of humor in his voice.
Oh no, Christine thought sadly, he won't take me back! I admitted that I loved him, and he mocks me! The girl felt silent tears fall from her eyes, feeling hurt by embarrassment and possible cruelty of Erik's words.
"Why are you crying, dear?" Erik asked softly, melting her hurt away instantly, "You are quite absurd to think I would wish of you to leave, for that is the last thing I would want you to do now you're back-..." Erik uneasily shifted in his seat. "You know I will always love you no matter what."
Christine's face spread into a weak smile, remembering her oath to Raoul to love him forever.. how childish, how foolish of her...
Erik knelt to Christine, who stared into his eyes, which were the only part of his face that wasn't covered in a mask. And for a while, all they did was sit and read each others perfect pupils, saying love over and over and over again.
A/N: Chapter three is done - more is to come soon, do not give up hope on me yet!