Matthew put on his best black suit and slicked his hair back. He could not wait till tonight! He longed to dance with Angelique! He had only just met her yesterday but he felt drawn to her. He thought he was in love.
Matthew lived with his father and had a deep passion for music. Like his father. His father was a middle aged man with his only son, Matthew. His father had jet black hair and blue/green eyes. His name was Erik and he wore a mask. He once was referred as The Phantom Of The Opera. Erik had cared for his son in the warm, country Manor outside of Paris, France. He had moved there in 1880.
Flashback
Erik had just walked through the curtain. He could not stand this unbearable pain. He had lost her. He figured he would. Everything he loved left him. He wanted to die. He had just had his heart ripped out and handed to him. Little did he know that Christine's heart was slowly breaking. But his heart was already shattered. His heart was now slowly filling with darkness. He would never love another. Only Christine. When Erik had gotten onto the dark street he did not attempt to hide his face. He wanted to be caught and killed. He was walking into a dark alley as a fancy carriage rode by with snow white horses. The carriage had the De Changy crest on the side. Erik stepped into the shadow to hide. He saw Christine in the foggy carriage window. She was crying. Erik saw that Raoul had been up at top steering the horses. He quietly stepped out of the shadow and followed behind making sure he was not seen. He had to make sure she got to wherever she was going safely. Even though the tears were trailing down her pale cheeks and she was wet from the water from the lake, she looked beautiful. Erik cursed himself for making her sad. Christine looked up just at that moment. She saw him before he had the chance to hide. Erik might have been mistaken but he thought he saw her smile. Erik ducked into the shadows.
Erik watched Christine as she lifted up in her seat to the window which led to Raoul.
"Raoul, I need you to stop the carriage please." Christine said with a scratchy voice from holding back tears. Raoul was very surprised and was not expecting this. " Why do you need to get off Christine? We are almost to our new home. Raoul replied. "Because I need to be alone Raoul. Please? I'll walk the rest of the way. Please stop." Christine said now crying. Raoul could not refuse her. " Okay Christine, but take my pistol." Raoul said as he pulled the firearm out of his pocket. He stopped the horses and summoned Christine up. He gently kissed her lips and handed her the pistol. " I love you, Little Lotte." Raoul said as he rode away. Christine put the pistol in her dress and ran to Erik's hiding spot. Erik stepped farther into the alley in which he was hiding. He could not let her see him. " ERIK! ERIK! WHERE ARE YOU AT? I"VE COME BACK TO YOU! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME! I LOVE YOU!" Christine screamed through her tears and fierce crying. She had collapsed to her knees and was rocking back and forth holding her head. Christine thought to herself ' Had I just imagined him there? Am I losing my mind? Of course I imagined it! He doesn't love me anymore. After what I did to him, Why would he? I thought that there was some hope left but I was wrong.' And with that Christine pulled the pistol out of her dress and raised it. Her little hands held it against her temple and pulled back the lever and was just about to pull the trigger when Erik ran up behind her and grabbed the gun. "Oh Christine. It's all my fault." Erik said as he threw the gun down and wrapped Christine in a tight embrace. "Erik? Is it really you? Or did I pull the trigger and we are in Heaven?" Christine questioned with tearful, innocent eyes. "My darling, darling Christine. It is me. Don't fret anymore, my love. Your Angel is here." Erik said while getting his fingers tangled in her mass of curls. " Erik please take me with you, I cannot live without you. I will kill myself if I'm forced to. Please?" Christine said as she cried into his shoulder. Erik soothed her. He loved her so much but he could not let her live her life as a damned and cursed Phantom's wife. "My Angel. I cannot let this be! To let you walk into the shadows of darkness and die from your pretty life. I love you too much… To condemn you." Erik said with so much sadness and pain in his voice. " No Erik, no. If you leave me I shall condemn myself. You could save me from that. You could save me from death.." Christine said. This made a chill go through Erik. He could not live with himself if something happened to her that he could've prevented. He gave in. "Come Christine. I have a manor on Paris countryside." And so they went.