Author: Sparkling-Diva
Rating: PG-13 (possibly more later)
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairing: Christine/Erik
Feedback: Yes, please! Also being nice would make me happy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gaston Leroux's Phantom or anything I might refer to based on Andrew Lloyd Webber's musical adaptation of it.
Summary: Christine makes an important decision that could forever change the lives of many…
Author's Note: Yeahy! A longer chapter! I know that so many of you were waitng for this moment so here goes…Enjoy!
Chapter 7
He heard her approaching him before she realized it truly was him sitting on the side of a frozen wishing fountain.
"Don't come near," he told her gently staring at the ground.
"I mean you no harm," she said softly.
"I know. It's just…"
"What?"
"I heard you. I heard everything you said."
"I meant it…I wouldn't dare lie to my father's grave," she said moving towards him. "Why are you here?" she asked.
"I came to ask for forgiveness to your father," he replied.
Assuming he was in pain due to the sound of hurt in his voice, Christine came closer to him and carefully leaned her head on his and gently stroked his cheek.
"How come?" she also asked.
"For everything I've done. The lives I've killed. The pain I've caused to you…" he said.
"I forgive you."
"How can I possibly be forgiven?"
"Because you are good. Despite everything that has happened, deep down inside you are good."
"Really? Then how could I have destroyed so many lives including yours?" he said sarcastically with a grunt while still looking down at the ground,
"You didn't destroy mine. You made it better. When my father died, I felt all alone. He promised me on his deathbed to bring me an Angel of Music that would help me, care for me, and protect me at all costs. I cried myself to sleep, remember?"
"You were so young and innocent."
"See? You do remember. Remember what you did?"
"Yes. I sang to you a lullaby."
"And I fell asleep. After that you continued to sing for me and taught me how to sing, Whenever I had a problem or needed to be comforted, you were there."
"Christine…"
"Shhh…I know that you may not be an actual angel but to me you are the most kind, loyal, and caring man that I have ever known. To me, you are my angel."
"And you are mine as well," Erik replied with his head still down and hiding what he had claimed to be a grotesque and gruesome face.
"Look at me Erik," Christine said. "Please?" she whispered.
"I don't want to…"
"Frighten me Erik?" Christine finished. "You should know by now that by no means do you scare me. Will you please look at me?" she then took her hand and raised his chin so that his eyes met with hers.
With a look of sympathy and understanding, she said, "Erik, I meant every word I said in there. I love you."
"You can't," he replied softly with tears rolling down his cheek.
"I can. I love you and I forgive you for everything," she said before whispering to him, "Love me, that's all I ask of you…"
Erik then raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears in her eyes and said, "I was there for you…all that time…"
"I know," Christine finished as Erik stood to face her.
"I dreamt of you so long," he whispered holding her in a embrace.
"I know and I of you.."
"It seems like only yesterday..."
"That we first metl."
Then as their love duet ended they began to move even closer to each other. Soon their eyes met, then shut, their lips parted, and they kissed.
Nothing else mattered. There was not one care in the world. There was only them and they both believed that that was what truly mattered.
Soon they broke it off and Erik whispered, "I love you…"
"I love you too," Christine replied.
They were about to kiss again when there was a sound of riding that came from the distance.
"Oh no," Christine whispered.
"CHRISTINE!" a voice yelled from the distance.
"Is that-?" Erik began.
"Yes. It's Raoul. We must leave at once," Christine said taking his hand.
"We can go to my lair," he said.
"It thought it was destroyed," she whispered.
"Most of it. There is another secret way to get in to another area that no one knows about."
"Christine!" Raoul said sounding even more closer.
"C'mon. I'll protect you," Erik whispered as the two ran to escape towards the other end of the graveyard.