Without the Kiss

The Phantom of the Opera belongs to Gaston Leroux and Andrew Lloyd Webber. Erik is the phantom's name from the original novel by Leroux. This fanfiction is based on the choice that Christine had to make at the end of Andrew Lloyd Webber's play/movie.

Chapter 4 -- Erik's POV

Why can't she just love me? I have done so much for her, and she knows that I would never hurt her. I casually strolled up to her dressing room, even though she didn't love me, I was still satasfied that she chose to stay with me. She'll learn to love me.

She has many things scattered in her dressing room. No one was there, and it was the time where everyone would usually be in bed, so I decided to look through her things. She wouldn't have anything to hide from her angel, and now her life partner, would she?

I picked up one of her brown, torn up suitcases and opened it up on her bed. I moved around a few things on her desk, then I heard a knock on the door. I didn't say anything or move.

"Christine," the voice said. It sounded a lot like Madame Giry, so I am asuming it is her. I still didn't make a noise, and dove for the mirror to get out of here. Then the door opened. I was caught.

"Erik!" Madame Giry shreiked, "Where is Christine! What have you done now!"

I turned around and smirked, "She chose to stay with me, Madame."

"What do you mean?"

"I let her have a choice - stay with me, or the Vicomte meets death. She chose to stay with me."

"Why would you make the poor girl live with you! You've made her a mess, Erik, a mess!"

I was starting to get angry. She does not understand the concept. "She could have taken the other route! I gave her a choice! Now get out while I pack her things!"

"No," Madame Giry sighed as she shook her head, "You weren't ment to have Christine, Erik. Her heart belongs to the Vicomte."

"You're wrong," I muttered as I brushed everything off her desk and into my hands to place in the suitcase. I was fed up with the woman. She had helped me so many years ago, helped me keep my box until de Chagny took it over, and protected me from the outside world. I didn't want to harm her in any way, but I am tired of her telling me what I should do. I'm defiantly old enough to do everything on my own now. She needs to stay out of my business and my love life.