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Chapter 11 "Solitude"
Christine woke up to a darkened room. She immediately remembered the events that had taken place over the last 2 hours or so. She got out from the blanket she was under and felt her wet her stick to her bare neck and back. Christine noticed the dress that was at the end of the bed. Christine remembered the gown from an earlier Opera called "Amour Est Eveugle" The dress looked like it belonged to a floozy. She took off her under garments and slipped on the dress. Christine walked out of the bedroom and slowly walked over to Erik. He looked up from his music, glanced over her then started to play once again. Christine continued to walk towards him. She sat next to him on the piano bench. He moved slightly away from her. Christine started to kiss his neck, but then out of no where, Erik jumped up from the piano and said:
"No Christine! I Will Not Let You Hurt Me Again!" He yelled to her. Christine stared at him in utter shock. 'Doesn't he want me? Isn't there some way I can show him I won't leave?' But what Christine did not know is that the last time she left him she had made it clear that Raoul was the main man in her life.
"Every Time I Think You Will Finally Love Me And See Me Instead Of This Hideous Face You Leave Me To Be With Your Vicomte." He screamed with disgust.
"I…I'm sorry" she finally murmured. Erik just shook his and walked farther into his Lair.
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'I Hate Her! How Could She Even Possibly Think That I Would Take Her Back? I have finally accepted the fact that I will live my life in solitude, and she has come back to lead me on and show me this strange world of love then to take it all away and leave my heart broken and empty. HOW COULD SHE DO THIS TO ME!' Erik thought as he paced back and forth in his small dining room. He suddenly picked up a glass vase that held a few roses and smashed it against the cold brown stone floor.
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Christine started to weep, although she fully understood why Erik was mad at her she could not help but to feel sorry for her self.
'Oh God I was so naïve. How could I have been so selfish? He will never take me back." Christine laid her head on the piano bench as tears formed a puddle on the black leather material that covered the bench. After a few moments of crying her eyes out Christine stood up and went into the bedroom. She quickly changed back into the clothes she had worn before. She gently laid the red dress on the bed then followed the route Erik had taken into the dining room. He was standing in the middle of the shattered vase and staring at the wall opposite of him.
"Erik I am truly sorry for all the pain I have caused you. This will be the last time I leave you, I promise." Christine walked over to him and gently kissed him on the cheek. "Thank You, for helping me through the years of loneliness I experienced after my father died. Thank You, for making me see the darkness and passion in the world. And Thank You for Inspiring my voice and showing me Music. I Love You." She said with tears in her eyes Christine sniffled and walked out the door and out of his life forever.