Thanks a lot for the reviews everyone :D It means a lot to those that gave their opinions!
Phantoms Bride- Thanks a lot for reading the story! hugs
MetalMyersJason- XD I am so glade that I was able to confuse you, and sorry at the same time… It is all going to be clear though in the next two chapters.
Mominator- I like the name lol, thanks a lot for reading it, and if you have any advice please lend it I love constructive criticism. I am already planning on rewriting a bit of chapter 4 based on someone's advice.
NadineFirefeather- thanks a lot for reading it, I looked at your Harry potter story and it looks good, but I'll let you read my review ; and thanks for reading hug
Ah cookies for all that review! You guys have made my day XD
I don't own the Phantom of the opera in its many forms.
Now I won't keep you waiting… On to chapter 7!
She wasn't quite sure how long she had been there; it must have been a day or two at least. Living with Dante was an odd existence indeed; he spent most of his time on music, his first love. Rebecca knew that if this was indeed Erik then it would give her some background on him…Depending if the stories were true though, she knew that there had to be some parts that were missing.
She was sitting at the small dressing table in the room that he had given her wearing a dress that she had found in the closet, it was a cream colour with patterns of sunflowers on it, large skirts made it harder to move around though. The artificial sunlight shone through her curtains keeping the room lit making it feel as though she was still above ground; as the day progressed it would even fade away into darkness when night was upon them. It was quite ingenious she had to admit.
Rebecca had begun to wonder why it was that he had chosen her though, what was it that made her like Christine. Of course she knew this had to be the reason that he had taken her down here. After the first talk there had not been many more, he seemed happy that she had wanted to stay but Dante was not one to show his emotions like others did. She had learned that all of his feelings came out in his music; she would listen to the organ while reading in her room to know what it was that he was thinking.
Looking in the mirror she noticed that there were dark circles forming under her eyes, she did feel tired and longed to be outside, but she felt afraid to ask him. She did not want to hurt Dante. It was at that moment when she realized that the music had stopped; there was a light knock at the door. "Come in" she said looking that the wooden door as it opened, he was dressed in a simple white shirt and dark dress pants. His hair was slightly combed back but there were some strands that had found their way to his face framing the mask slightly.
They looked at each other for a moment when he began to speak in a low voice "I am…Sorry…That we have not talked that much. I admit that I did not expect you to want to stay…Is there something I can get you?" Rebecca thought for a moment, though she didn't need anything for Dante had provided her well, she did need to leave. She thought of Sarah and Catherine, they would be worried, and Matt would be as well. She looked up at him, she knew this would probably hurt him but she had to go.
"Dante…I have to go" though there were many excuses in her mind but she refrained from saying them. He stared at her for a moment and then nodded sadly; he surprised Rebecca by coming into the room and standing over her, she had expected him to turn his back on her, as he seemed to do when he wanted to hide his emotions.
He looked down with his yellow eyes gazing at her as if this was the last time that he was ever going to see her. "I would like to see you again" she said quickly in hopes of breaking the stiff silence that had been growing, this had surprised him for he took a small step back.
"You really wish to return?" He asked continuing his stare. Rebecca nodded and stopped her self from saying more, if there was one thing that she was learning from Dante is that she should know what she wants and not tip toe around some issues. He turned his back on her and she was sure that he was just going to leave the room, but he motioned for her to follow, which she did.
Her dress was not as big as some of the other costumes, but its skirts made it difficult to maneuver in the living room. She managed to pull them up enough to get out the front door though. Once she was outside she gasped a bit, under his song spell she had been in a trance and had not seen where she was going, but now she could see in clear detail.
It was a large cavern one that she would have only seen in pictures, it was made of an odd kind of stone that seemed to collect the artificial light that Dante had created to help it glow a bit. It was like something out of a fantasy novel, below there was a huge abyss that looked like a sea of darkness for the light did not spread there for some reason. It had a chilling effect and she longed for a moment to be under his spell again, there was a bridge in the middle made of stone that connected the two sides. It was hard to spot as it was quite small and with the black sea it seemed to be swallowed up.
Dante turned to her and seemed to sense her fear, or maybe it was just written all over her face for she did not have a mask to hide behind. He walked forward and placed his hands on her shoulders "I will lead you safely across my dear, don't worry." Rebecca nodded and felt her hand lift towards his grasping it; he nodded a bit and led her towards the threatening shadows.
It had seemed like hours to get back to the surface; Rebecca wondered how she had traveled so quickly while under his spell two nights ago. The walked through the hallway that had the ancient Greek carvings on it, she paused for mere moments just to touch the surface but Dante had grabbed her and suddenly before she could connect with the stone. "These walls are unkind to those who do not know them" he whispered, Rebecca nodded and dropped her hand several questions formed in her mind but she stopped herself from asking them, now did not seem like the time.
When they entered the old theatre room Rebecca looked around in amazement, it was smaller than it had looked earlier but the fact that it was here still amazed her. The once red cushioned seat were now stained and ripped, the stage lay in ruins as if it had been hit by a small comet. Dante turned to look at her for a moment as if judging her reaction to the room, she turned to look at him and for the first time in two days she wanted dearly to stop and hug him.
This fierce emotion swept over her like a wave taking her by force, she was shocked by it and paused to shake it away. Dante looked at her "Are you okay Ch…Rebecca" she looked up at him in surprise, that was the first time that he had really addressed her by her name.
"I am okay, I just felt…A bit dizzy for a moment, most likely from the lack of proper air…It is a bit stuffy in here" she ended, he seemed stiff and nodded only a moment before dragging her onwards. Rebecca was a bit puzzled by his actions, she had been speaking the truth and he had to see that. The air was thick with dust and it seemed to choke her. Looking past his waist she could see stone stairs leading upwards.
She smiled brightly at them, she felt so happy to be going up again, one stair at a time, it was as if she was shedding each memory of the time here with each step. Dante had glanced at her smile and hunched his shoulders forward, but Rebecca paid little attention to it, she was almost home. Once they reached the mirror he stopped her from walking any further, there was a woman sitting at the dressing table on the other side, it was Laura.
Rebecca felt Dante's hand grasp hers tighter in anger, she could see it in his eyes as well, fear over took her, she realized at that moment that his anger held the ability to kill. Remembering the light incident she grabbed his face and forced him to look at her, he was surprised by her actions but the rage still stood there in his eyes, like a beast ready to rip her apart, her knowledge that he would not hurt her seemed to abandon her at that moment.
"Dante, please don't, I beg you, please do not hurt anyone" she whispered, her eyes filled with water and she felt foolish for a moment, but he was instantly calm again reaching out to stop one of the tears that had escaped her.
"Rebecca…You must not tell them about me, not anyone. Do you understand?" He whispered, she looked at him for a moment and heard a chair scrapping on the other side.
"I-I will not tell them" he looked at her as if he did not believe that she told him the truth, she wondered to her self if she had. The door on the other side closed and the dressing room was empty. Dante pushed open the mirror door and led Rebecca out; once she was in the room he had turned back into the darkness and disappeared behind the now closed mirror.
Rebecca stood there for a long time not quite sure what to do. She looked at the dressing rack and saw in the far corner was the clothing that she had tossed aside on the night which now seemed like a lifetime ago.
She quickly got changed and hung the dress up, wearing jeans was weird after having worn gowns for the past two days, and she paused again and for the first time wondered how she was going to explain her disappearance to everyone.
Opening the door she looked out into the hall to find is empty; she closed the door lightly behind her and listened for a moment. There was singing coming from the stage area, Rebecca could barely hear what was being sung, but she recognized it after a few moments.
"Prima Donna first lady on the stage…"
She walked towards it and found herself at the doors leading to the sitting area, so far she had not run into anyone but she began to fill up with fear, she had no excuse as to where she had been and as she was about to walk into a crowd she had to have something. She forced her self to calm down, panicking would not get her anywhere, she had to have something, or did she? Rebecca realized that if she did not remember anything, then besides being frustrated, no one would really press her for too much information, she hoped anyways.
Taking a deep breath Rebecca pushed open the doors and squinted as light hit her eyes, all her reserve abandoned her at that moment. There was a collective gasp which threw her emotions into chaos causing her to step back a bit. She tripped on her own feet and felt herself falling backwards into a looming darkness behind her, and at that moment she longed for it to save her.
Someone had grabbed her, strong arms held her close; she looked up at the face "Dante…" was all that would come out before the world was black.
Well there is chapter 7! Please R&R!