A.N After the great response I got for my last POTO fic, Eyes (please read!), I was encouraged to write a longer one. This fic is more movie/musical based than book, so if any specific details are wrong, I'm sorry!
Disclaimer: I don't any of the characters you recognise. The ones you don't, however, belong to me.
Singing Songs in my HeadIt was him again.
She could still picture his face, clear as day. She could hear his angelic voice, even after two years. He haunted her dreams and thoughts. Why couldn't he just leave her alone?
Christine sighed quietly and closed her eyes. But he was there again. It was hopeless.
She managed to free herself from Raoul's comforting embrace without waking him. A miracle, really, as he was such a light sleeper.
"Christine…" he whispered in his dreams. She smiled slightly.
Her life was perfect. She had a loving husband, who gave her everything she ever wanted. She had lost count on the number of times he had come home with a bunch of beautiful red roses or a box of chocolates, and every time it still surprised her.
Their wedding day was beautiful. She was obviously nervous to begin with but she felt like a princess, walking down the aisle and seeing Raoul's smile. Soon, all her fears had faded away.
Christine walked over to the window, playing with the diamond wedding ring on her finger.
Yes, her life truly was perfect.
But even in paradise, there is trouble.
It started as a dull ache, about a year ago. Sometimes she didn't even feel it, like when she when she was kissing Raoul or enjoying herself at a party, but she knew it was still there. But recently, it had grown into a pain in her chest; especially when she was alone and had time to think. And some nights, like tonight, it was unbearable.
Then his face started to appear. The first time this happened, she woke up suddenly, gasping for breathe and shaking. She hadn't it seen it for so long, that it frighten her. Raoul woke up too, concern etched on his face. He had comforted her, reminding her that it was just a nightmare.
But she never told him what she saw.
Now, when he woke up asking what happened, she always told him it was a 'nightmare'. She hated lying to him, but she would feel ever more guilty if he had to carry this burden. No, she couldn't do that to him, not after all he had done for her.
Even though she called it a 'nightmare', she wasn't afraid anymore. Sometimes, when she had had a bad day, it was (although she hated to admit it) somewhat comforting. But then that pain in her chest would intensify tenfold and she would wake up like she had done for so many nights now.
Christine signed, resting her forehead against the cool glass of the window and closing her eyes. The sleepless nights were catching up on her. Why couldn't he leave her in peace?
But deep down, in the very bottom of her heart, she knew he would never leave. And she also knew the reason why.
Although she would never admit it Raoul, or ever herself for that matter.
She missed him
A.N Well that's the start. It's quite short but so will most of the chapters in this story. Hope you enjoyed it. Please review!
Katy
