Note to self: Never listen to Prima Donna when trying to write something important… Anyways GO ME! TWO POSTS IN ONE DAY! It's only because I haven't done anything else all day, SO BORED!

Is this true love?

Erik quickly pushed Christine away and covered up his face. He got out of the bed and walked to the wall.

"Damn it Christine? Why? Why?" He shouted. "If you ever saw me you wouldn't love me anymore. This repulsive carcass. This loathsome gargoyle. This thing! Why Christine?"

Christine had fallen onto the floor and was just staring at him. She let out a sob and looked down at the mask in her hand. Then she spoke.

"Erik, if all my feelings for you were suddenly lost when I saw your true face, then it would only prove how shallow and mean I was. True love is not for what someone looks like; it is for what is on the inside. That is how I feel about you. Now, take your hand off and let me see if I do truly love you."

Meg had heard the yelling and she rushed into the room. She was careful not to make her presence known. Madam Giry followed her and looked into the room. She knew what was happening.

Erik turned around quietly. His eyes were red from crying. He looked deep into Christine's eyes and knew that she meant what she said. Slowly he took his hand off his face showing his deformity. Christine's eyes grew wide but then she smiled.

"Oh Erik, you are not a monster, far from it. You are merely a genius with a handicap." She said, then went and kissed him.

Meg, seeing him opened her mouth to scream but Madam Giry covered it with her hand before any noise came out. She gave Meg a look and led her away.

"Meg, Erik is happy for once, you don't need to ruin it by screaming." She scolded her daughter.

"Mama! Hi-his face! It's all, all deformed."

"Well Meg why do you think he has that mask? You refused to believe the stories. Now you know first-hand."

Erik was overwhelmed. Christine loved him and she didn't mind his deformity. Everything was perfect. Christine felt as if she was on a cloud, all her thoughts drifted away and she just stood, being embraced by Erik. She pulled away and handed him his mask. Erik took it and put it back on.

"Thank you for understanding." He said.

"I suppose this is true love after all."

"I suppose so. Now if you'll excuse me for a moment. I have to go check on Annette. I just know that she's having a talk with Meg about, my problem."

Erik walked into the room and smiled at Madam Giry.

"Hello Annette. I suppose you have been talking to Meg about me?" Erik asked.

"Why do you say that?" Madam Giry replied nervously.

"I am not a imbecile. Far from it. I know that Meg was watching, I may be deformed, but I am not blind."

"But you weren't even watching us!"

"I have developed a sort of knack for seeing things out of the corners of my eyes."

"Oh Erik forgive her!"

"For what?"

"For screaming when she saw you!"

"Good Annette, so many people have screamed at me that I have become rather used to it. And besides, I was too wrapped up in Christine to care."

"I'm glad to hear it. Now go back to her, she will be waiting."

Erik smiled at the two Giry's and left the room, greeting Christine with a kiss.

"I've missed you." He said.

"You've been gone for two minutes!"

"Two minutes too long…" He replied kissing her deeply.

Everything was wonderful, but soon turned to disaster. Suddenly a gunshot was heard and Erik's face became contorted with pain. He pulled away from Christine and collapsed on the floor. Christine screamed and looked up to face the gunsman.

"Raoul." She muttered.

Hate to make Raoul seem like the bad guy, but imagine if you saw your best friend all the sudden kissing some strange guy!