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.
Sorry it took over a month for this chapter! Well, enjoy...
Chapter 5 -- Christine's POV
I finally have a moment to relax. Well, I have the moment, but am I going to relax? What would he be doing in my dressing room? Looking through all of my posessions? I didn't allow him to do any of the sort!
I wish Raoul was here. I wonder what he is doing? I wonder if he is going to get married to someone else, and totally forget about me? I know that I don't want him to, but it would be for the best. He doesn't need to be tortured. I love him, and I want him to be happy, even if it makes my life horrible.
Why did Erik feel that he had the right to have me as his bride? Why did he love me? Is it because I was his pupil for so long? But why me? Why did Erik have to fall for me? So many of these questions keep running through my mind. Why do I love him?
Wait, what did I just say? I don't love him. Of course not. That's silly. I love Raoul, and always will. Erik will have a place in my heart, but the whole thing is not reserved for him. He's a mad murderer!
I keep shifting on this uncomfortable bench. I need to go up and see what he is doing. I feel that his bad habits are rubbing off on me. I need to make sure that he's okay.
I stood up, but a little to fast. I became dazed and couldn't see. I leaned against the organ, and it splatted a few notes. I hope that no one heard me. I quickly moved to the lake, but the boat was gone. So, I guess that I am taking a different route then I intended. I hope that I don't ruin his beautiful wedding dress that he gave me, but it wouldn't be so bad either. Even if I have to spend eternity with this man, there will be no wedding.