Chapter 3: Darkness Stirs and Wakes Imagination
" I hide nothing," Erik hissed at Christine
Erik turned away and walked off into the shadows and Christine looked at him.
" Then why do you have that look in your eyes?" Christine questioned
Erik turned around and growled at her, " The look of repulsion?"
" No, of fear," Christine bit back
Erik was surprised, her wit was stronger than before. She was quick to reply with a blunt meaning. He turned to her and walked to her and then grabbed her by the wrist.
" Ow!" Christine cried
" You left me for that normal being and then come crawling here again," Erik hissed, " You disgust me Christine Daaé !"
Christine looked at him as he squeezed her wrist with anger and covered her face. Erik looked at the scared creature in his hold. She fell to her knees to protect herself from him. His lanky body turned away and he let her go, he walked towards the shadows again.
" I never stopped thinking of you," she spoke softly with tears
Erik looked at the darkness, but did not look at her.
" Raoul scolded me for thinking of you," Christine remarked
" Why?" Erik whispered, " Why didn't you just stay where you were?"
" Because I need you," she whispered, " I'm nothing without my tutor."
" Can't you see how you make my life more complicated and not complete," Erik said, " my very essence begins to fail when you are around. I am powerless to stop what burns in me."
Christine stood and rubbed her wrist as she walked to him. He placed his hand over his masked face and tears fell from his face.
" Why do you do this?" Christine whispered
Erik turned to her and she saw the tears on his face. She took her handkerchief and wiped his eyes and smiled at him.
" Your tearing yourself apart Erik, I came back because I needed you. I think we both know you need me as well," Christine softly remarked, " I'm not a singer without my wonderful tutor.
Erik looked at her as she approached him closer. He breathed deep and Christine reached up to touch his face.
" You are my man of mystery," Christine whispered as her lips met his
Erik felt her press her lips against his just as she did before. He kissed her softly and she pulled away then smiled at him softly. Then again she kissed him with full passion of love…another lovers' kiss. Erik looked at her with tears in his eyes and she softly smiled at him. She wiped his tears away as he let the salty tears drop.
" You came here to tell me you are no one without me?" Erik whispered
" I wouldn't be where I was if I didn't have you," she softly said, " through music my soul began to soar."
" That was a long time ago," Erik whispered, " your soul belongs to you."
He turned away and Christine walked in front of him and then slapped him across his face. He looked her and he saw tears in her eyes.
" Coward!" Christine cried
" Coward? Coward!" Erik growled, " I gave you everything or you must have forgotten while you toss yourself into the Vicomte's arms!"
" I love you Erik!" Christine confessed
Erik looked at Christine and narrowed his eyes and said, " What tears that I have shed are gone for your pathetic soul. I want nothing to do with you. Be on your way and leave me be. Heed my warning Christine."
" If you ever loved me Erik you would give me a chance, but I see you never loved me because your running off like a scared dog…just like old times," Christine said
" Pandora obviously did not learn the first time," Erik hissed
Christine pushed past him and Erik looked at her.
" You really are a monster Erik…not the man I believed in," Christine said
Christine walked to the edge of the lake and then looked back as Erik stood there.
" Your imagination has run wild," Erik whispered
" You said it yourself Erik, 'Darkness stirs and wakes imagination' you should know your own words better than anyone," Christine replied
She got into the boat and sat there and Erik looked at her.
" Paddle yourself," Erik hissed, " I have no time to deal with you."
Erik walked off and Christine looked at him and did as he said seeing he was not coming back. She cried the whole way to the other side feeling defeated.
Erik watched her and sighed
" You have no idea," Erik whispered, " I've been only a shadow to your royal life."
By the evening of that day there were two very unhappy people. War of love only started to show its face that day. Erik only wanted the Christine he knew three years ago, where she wanted the Erik she knew 3 years ago. But both got different people after that time changed.
Christine entered Meg's home and removed her cloak. She stood there and wept frustration out. She wiped her tears when she heard Meg call to her and she answered with a soft voice.
" Christine are you alright?" she asked
" Like spring time breaking through the winter," Christine replied half chirpy
The two of them sat by the fire and Christine sat staring at the fire. Meg knew there was something on her friend's mind and wished for her to speak her mind.
" Did something happen?" she asked
" No," Christine replied, " I just was a little wet eyed from visiting my father's grave."
Christine stood up and poured another cup of tea and looked at the dancing flames.
" He alone has drawn me to the flames. His touch would burn my frail skin," Christine thought, " for he has captured me into his spell again."
Erik laid in his bed and looked up at the ceiling. His breaths full of frustration as his shoulders rose.
" How can she show herself after I told her to forget me?" Erik thought, " How can this be happening?"