Ok. This chapter is going to be VERY short. it's simply Christine's POV and her thoughts. I hope you enjoy it. (and yes I promise there will be romance, be patient!)
I walked into the darkness, lower,lower,lower...I was back. the Opera house was one thing, but here was another. such beauty, such happiness, down here such pain. Yet both held something in common, memories. Memories of the chorus girls, thoughts of roses, I remembered the sent of flowers when I first entered his house. those silly flowers all neatly displayed as if to impress me. Those didn't impress me. Nor did him hiding his face and his identity. Maybe thats why I left, maybe it was because of this I favored Raoul. No. I loved the foolish boy. I was afraid of Erik. Terrified. I could never have loved him, And yet when it all comes back I'm happy again.How could I leave him, Erik loved me and I left him to rot! But he was so awful! I had to leave him! He was a monster! his only friend called him one. I was going to soon seal it away. I would bury him with my ring, and roses. Why had I brought roses? Red. The darkest shade. Almost black in some parts. just like the ones He gave me. Roses representing a deep passion. An obsession that would never end. And even in death his power grows stronger. Swallowing me hole.
Ok guys! We'll get back to the main story next time! also everybody who reviews gets...ERIK FOR A DAY!
Erik:...WHAT!